"Yes, Timothy, I've been to dungeons and dominatrixes everywhere" the old man said. "St. Petersburg, Bucharest, Rome, Naples, Athens, Cyprus, Paris, Marseilles, Barcelona, Lima, Munich, Jordan, Abhu Dhabi, and Santiago, and that's all I can recall just now." Tim leaned towards his Great-Uncle Bennett with some interest. They were having coffee at an out...
(I do hope you realuise all the shipping forecast regions.) * Lorna is my weather girl as seen on TV. She is my star and I am besotted by her. And despite her getting loads of fan mail and proposals I am not put off. She does the shipping forecast too, from her Plymouth studio. She has told me I am her one and only guy that she could take to the Faeroes,...
Some of the most erotic things in life are not when you are naked, I love the fact that the flash of a stocking top through a split in a skirt, or a glance that a girl makes to a guy that you should not see, is more erotic than seeing a girl naked on TV. That an Erotic kiss that leaves you in a heightened state can be more erotic than so many things. Rodin's...
Today I am wearing a white long-sleeved satin blouse, a dark blue knee-length skirt, sheer black stockings and dark blue court shoes with 3" heels. My long, dark hair cascades over my shoulders and down my back. My make-up is perfect and I must admit that I feel fantastic. There is a knock at the door. I pretend to be studying the report in the folder. Here...
Daddy came home to find me playing with my dolls, sitting on the floor in a short skirt and a tank top, my hair up in pigtails. You were so happy to see me playing like a good little girl. But my play time was almost over, it was about to be play time with Daddy. Daddy was not going to be gentle with me. You strode over, grabbed me by my pigtails, and told...
The craft ascended the ridge and then slowed. Had anyone been out that early in the morning, they would have only heard a faint whoosh as the air brakes took effect. "Strong source ahead captain , about to descend." said first officer Becky. The captain nodded and sat back in her plush chair watching the view screen intently as the crosshairs settled ont...
Her eyes glazed over with envy as she watched the couple in the corner amuse themselves with the tantalizing thought of public indecency. She knew she shouldn't watch but she couldn't help herself. His sky blue eyes met hers mischievously as he discovered he had an audience. She wanted him and the girl in the corner was going to get the benefit of her anguis...
This is Chapter One of the Showgirl Chronicles. The great thing about The Showgirl Chronicles is most of it is a recounting of actual happenings. Of course, some of this is fiction, but happily for your author not much of it is fiction. Yes, there really is a Showgirl. Yes, the author is a voyeur. No, you cannot have any pictures of Showgirl. If you are unde...
Victoria is the love of my life and she and I are both married, just not to each other. Our love and passion exceeds anything that either of us experienced and it grows from day to day. How we met isn't important to this story but it came about because two people were lonely for that something special that neither of us are getting in our day to day lives....
Timmy was squeaky clean and drenched, much to his disgust, with a girly perfume. Timmy was taken to another room full of bright lights, make up, and extremely erotic lingerie. Mary unhand cuffed Timmy, then the other four girls forcibly strapped Timmy to a swivel type make up chair in front of a large mirror surrounded by lights. Puzzled, Timmy asked, "What...