Exhausted by her recent ordeal, Desirée could only gape. Veronica shook herself. "I'm sorry. You're tired and this was a bad time." She started walking down the hall, Desirée following her. "You're jealous," she said suddenly. "You were worried that Cyraena might take me away from you." Veronica spun around, her face darkening. "I am-" Then she stopped,...
Right now, I am in bed. I am in my dorm back at Bridgewater State College. My roommate Elisabeth is asleep next to me. She's a mousy blonde girl from Atlanta. I am tired, from a long night at work. I am counting the money I made this month. Thirty thousand dollars in cash, all for one month's work down at Club Le Monde. Before you start asking about directio...
Rebecca 'Becky' Madison arrived precisely ten minutes early at the office of Congressman Dean Roberts of the Virginia 12th congressional district. It was her first official day at her new job on the Roberts re-election campaign and she was to meet the Congressman himself for the first time this morning. Becky was determined to make a good first impression a...
"Mmm," Veronica Franco's naked back glowed in the dim light. Tendrils of curly hair escaped her tight bun, caught in the massage oil slathered over her neck. "That feels wonderful, my darling." Desirée applied more oil to her hands before massaging the hard knots just below the Guild Administrator's shoulders. Veronica sighed again, stretching her arms abov...
6 The Tora's relationship with the Shogunate was a discreet one. The Tora provided amusement that would be inappropriate at the Castle, and provided it for free to the highest-ranking samurai and state guests. In return, the Shogunate exempted the Tora from all tax and entertainment laws. One of the Tora's perquisites had to do with the theater. The Shogu...
Not written by my hand but by voice; I sing of my life and last days as a courtesan to the Roman Empire. Love denies my heart its deepest emotion and sorrow now consumes the essence that gives breath to this body. To deny my heart is to deny the very fabric of life that covers every single living person, animal and heavenly entity. When the last echo of the...
The final notes of Pratallix's 12th Concerto for Kalushtra hung in the air, like fine crystal, before the audience broke into thunderous applause. Farrah Farruhz, the celebrated virtuoso, stood up from her instrument and fluttered her white-feathered wings, acknowledging the 15,000 aliens who had gathered into the Galos City Centennial Concert Hall to hear h...
Edited by Kumani. This is my first erotic story, so comments are very welcome. I would like to improve. Yes, it is a wordy little thing. I was playing around with some historical erotic satire and got caught in that narrative voice. So just as an opening thought, if you do not care for words the size of 'consanguinity', you will likely want to skip this sto...
This story follows on from the ten-part series "Cruise With A Difference". You don't have to read the other series, but it makes a lot of sense to do so first. This story is set over five years after the amazing Mediterranean cruise Kristen took with her best friend, Katy. It is written as an epilogue, told by Kristen. The story begins with Kristen in hospit...
It had been days since Charles departed from our first encounter. Madame Wolfe, the proprietor of Company House, to which all we courtesans reside, entered my room. She was a curvy woman probably always has been and that's what made her a very successful courtesan. Success for a courtesan means how in demand you are. Myself, I had just finished bathing and...