Chapter One Tonight a man is taking me out, a real man, tall, broad, muscular and just what I need to give me that combination of feeling vulnerable and feeling safe that really sends me. At least, that's what I'm hoping, see, I haven't really met him yet, not properly. We're meeting later, at a party at the flat of a friend of his. He, Scott, that's his n...
Margot Bisset had finally wrangled, coaxed, and cajoled her way into the upper echelons of ballerinas at the Dancing Company of Saint Celeste. It had not been talent alone that had finally secured her place among the leads of the company (the mere thought was ludicrous!): it had been sweat. She had put in her time, hour after hour, into practicing, perfectin...
As I drove along Route Sixty-six past various stores, restaurants, and billboards, we were both quiet, lost in our thoughts. I knew Avalon was about forty miles from the Black Mountains and that we'd soon be there. I saw a sign that announced we were entering Death Valley. Carla held my map on her lap while we drove past the sparse vegetation, mostly Joshua...
This story has a very slow build ... It isn't a stroke story, so give it time ... It's for the passionate reader of erotica ☺ I woke up earlier than usual this morning so that I could drive my roommates, Shaun and Anabelle, to the airport. I was too tired to be conscious of the jealous pang I felt toward those lucky two, and their being able to travel ho...
Anna felt like he had just broken through a huge barrier, like he had been pushing on some invisible, infinitely stretchable fabric all his life and he had finally reached the other side. He saw things differently now. He saw his own prejudices toward many people that had touched his life, saw them now for what they were, not what he had perceived them to be...
I sat in the plush, leather chair inside the English Office suite in the Mistgee Building, waiting for my 3:30 appointment with Prof. Wagner. The office lobby was warm and inviting, with dark cherry furniture, and a beautiful view of the Lake close to our scenic school. Across the room sat an unguarded Keurig supplied with free, high quality coffee from a lo...
Venise -- or how to become a closet pornstar by Vitavie In Part One, we met our heroin, Vita, when she reinvented her as the budding pornstar Venise, with the help of her nerdy classmate James. Both are virgins. We understood why Vita wanted to be Venise, why she selected James, why he agreed and how they made their first video, focusing on her cunt. In P...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 8 -- And all because the lady loves ... Emma's job as a ballet teacher and mine in the City take a lot out of us, so there are some evenings when, however much our spirits are willing, our bodies just aren't up for sex. On one such evening we were relaxing with a refreshing glass of chilled Pinot...
It was just as I was about to take the final slice of apple tart, when the young woman stopped by my table on the sun terrace, and asked me. "Is this seat taken?" I looked up and there she stood, sunglasses perched on top of her head, in a long thick imitation fur coat over a gray suit. She wore a cashmere scarf around her neck, and snow boots on her feet....
Chapter 1 --------- A young looking and slight 18-year-old boy sits outside the Headmistress's room, obviously feeling anxious. His legs kick back and forth under the chair and he keeps looking up at the door. His uniform looks unkempt, like he has just thrown it on after Games. After some long, countless minutes elapse, he hears a loud, slow "Come!" from...