My name is Rebecca O'Neill. I am a six-foot-tall, large-breasted, thick-bodied and big-bottomed, utterly sexy young Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I find myself feeling quite horny. Working as a police officer permanently assigned to desk duty sucks. And it bores the living daylights out of me. Like every white chick in...
Typically, the city was quiet at 3:30 in the morning. No cars cruising around. No people out and about, or almost no people. There was one couple who were casually strolling along the vacant streets hand in hand. It was a beautiful night for a relaxing walk. The weather was just a bit too cool to count as sultry, but it was close. Perfect, even. They were en...
Being that it was the last class of the day, and Poetry at that, it was a given that the young gentlemen of the Oatlash Academy would be a bit unruly. Therefore, Headmistress Natasha Oatlash thought it best to teach the class herself. After all, many of her teachers were little older than the 18 year-old boys they taught. Though she felt quite youthful herse...
Thanks for all the continuous support. The story is continuing from the previous Chapter(s) and you may have to backtrack to understand. *** It was strange to pose in front of the camera naked. It was a moment that he failed to see pleasure in submission, and she knew it. For the longest time, he felt whole in face of submitting to his lady, but now? He d...
Our story begins in the early evening as you arrive at the imposing structure of the school. My personal secretary escorts you to my residence where I wait in my library. I am seated at a large, imposing desk, and soon the you are standing across the desk from me, waiting as quickly flip through the thick folder stamped "Permanent Record", and unde...
Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond Jane looked around M's spacious office. M's huge desk dominated the office. She wondered why M needed such a big desk, when all that was on it was an ink blotter, a stand holding a gold pen, and a telephone. She wondered if a big desk, like a big gun, was a macho spy's way of compensating for certain, um...
"What do you mean, you like bossy Black women?" Victoria Brown said, incredulity all over her lovely face, and she looked at the man seated opposite her as though he had two heads. Markus Clayton smiled and shrugged, then nodded firmly, his soulful brown eyes boring into Victoria's. Well, the brother appeared sincere, this much Victoria could tell. It was a...
Saints Cross Academy is the premiere college preparatory boarding school for the residents of Saint Miller's Crossing for ages (18-20). This schools primary focus is to preparer the newly of age for the rigors of young adulthood. Located a few miles out of Saint Miller's Crossing adjacent to the Federally protected forest lands in the west of town atop of Cr...
Disclaimer and Notes: Disclaimer and Notes: Hearts Academy is an dark horror/mystery story focusing on the reluctant feminization of a young artist. There are many themes such that cause it to be disturbing for those who cannot handle terror or dread well. This is a sequel to The Rose Diaries. While the characters are brand new, it does reference events an...
“Shit,” Marti muttered under her breath, seeing the flashing blue lights in her rearview mirror. She’d checked her speed when she saw the squad car, 48 was too fast for this street, but didn’t think he’d pull her over. She steered to the curb and stopped, hoping he’d go past, but he didn’t. The lights pulled in right behind her. Marti turned off the car and...