Wednesday was another trip to Madame Carrie's whorehouse. This time it was to see a pair of blonde blue-eyed women known through out the place as the twins as they always worked as a pair as well as looking so alike. Walking in with only a dressing robe on he found them already playing. Frances was sitting in Colette's lap with an ivory dildo in her slender...
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***Thanks to everyone who sent such wonderfully encouraging feedback on my first story. Please vote and leave feedback for the authors - it really helps! *** * * * * * Cool silk slithers over my closed eyes and blocks the sun, which streams through curtained windows. Warm breath fans my neck as you work the knot behind my head. My arms are gently stretched...
Fortune's lips descend to his in a passionate kiss. "Does it seem like I think you are horrible and wicked?" she asked, her tongue tracing his mouth as she settled herself on his lap, her small frame easily held there. She slid herself over him, just teasing. Her eyes were dark and filled with passion. "So....how many of your old lovers are likely to bring...
I love the way he touches me. The way his hands caress me every morning as I wake up. Sometimes it is my hair, often it is my breasts but every time it makes me purr with contentment. Snuggling closer his warm naked body he presses into mine. The memories of the previous night begin rolling through my mind awakening a tingle between my legs. Somehow after be...
She couldn’t get this man off her mind, in some strange way he had taken her heart…although she had never met this man she knew she wanted him…little did she know that on this dark but very warm night her dream would come true. It was 8 pm and still near 90 degrees… she was lonely and was hoping to talk to him…she hadn’t talked to him in a few days and hope...
..."So where's the fun?" I thought aloud, after several minutes of silence, during which I was quite disoriented. Being tied to the bed post had it's advantages, which surely would show themselves once the fun began, but initially I was very helpless. I figured Jesse must've put one of the blankets from the bed up over the window, because it was pitch dark...
Jenny began to worry. Mrs. James had been gone quite some time and the master's chambers were almost cleaned up. However, the young maid was not concerned about the division of labor; she knew her place. However, she was trapped, pinned half under the bed of the giggling, soon to be former master of McMurray Manor. "Jenny? What are you doing?" Mrs. James v...
By the time my hands were rubbing deeply into your back, your body was relaxed and the stress of the day seemed like a distant afterthought. Your soft skin melted in my rough hands, so warm and beckoning. Bringing my lips to kiss you softly on the back of the neck, your subtle perfume scent added to the euphoric feelings running through me. Moving my hands...
“Maximilianii, si ripcordi, I remember that night clearly now.” Cesaria rolled over to face him, her fingertips caressing his high cheekbones, excitement in her eyes as she began to continue the Story. Max only gazed into her eyes and waited for the memories to flood back and readied himself for her reaction afterward. “Maybelle said I would sleep for the n...