Author's note: I am taking creative license with nobility titles in this story, even though these titles are not allowed to be used in Austria since before 1918. Enjoy! ***** "Thanks for meeting with me today, Mr. Wagner. Please come in. We have a lot to go over today." the middle-aged lawyer said to the young business man as they shook hands. "Please,...
Note- More scenes that were left on the cutting room floor. Eon Productions and the Ian Fleming Estate own the rights to James Bond. 007. This is a fun only fiction for fans only, no profit has been made. XXX Tokyo, Japan, September 1967. "Bondo-san, now you will take your first civilised bath. Place yourself entirely in their hands. Rule one, never do an...
This is my first story. I've never written about any of my encounters before, until recently when I've been wanting to re-live them in my head. I thought it would be an interesting story. Any feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy :] --------------------------------------------- It feels like I haven't been used in ages. I'm too much of a scared sissy. I fi...
Chapter 3 The next morning started early... again. Elsa learned from yesterday and this time added a bra underneath her camisole. So when she sweated through her clothes she would not give the workers a wet t-shirt show. The breakfast was the same as yesterday, but everyone was moving a little slower and it seemed to take a lot more coffee to get everyon...
Leone and I had been together for about three years when she got the offer from Australia. 'What do you think?' she said. 'Should I take it?' 'Entirely up to you,' I said. 'But it is the job that you've always wanted. And it may never come up again. Is that a chance that you want to take?' 'Would you miss me?' I think that I sort of half laughed. 'Of cour...
Acquisition His full name was Oscar Zoroaster Phadrig Isaac Norman Henkle Emmannuel Ambroise Diggs, but ya' doesn't have to call him Diggs (or Johnson for that matter, unless you are talking about his supreme possession). The few friends he had simply called him "Oz." He sat in his Lincoln and watched the cleavage parade on the north side of the Strip, tran...
I tell you we're going out to dinner. You ask where but I refuse to answer, instead telling you to take off your clothes. I watch you wriggle out of your jeans, unbutton your blouse and shrug out of it, remove your bra and slide your panties off. I make you wait, naked, while I choose your clothes for the evening. I pay special attention to your lingerie, s...
This story makes somewhat more sense if you read “Touched Down Deep Chapter 1”, but it is not necessary. Not too long ago, she read an article decrying the use of TV’s in the role of babysitters, and once again she was convinced that the article had been written by somebody without children. Leaning against her husband on the couch she closed her eyes and e...
Dani and I lay on the bed in a sweaty post-fuck heap. Her hair was matted around her beautiful face. My heart rate was just beginning to return to normal. She turned on her side and looked at me. "Wow! That was amaaaaazing!" She smiled sweetly at me as I leaned in for a soft kiss. "I second that emotion." Five minutes ago we'd been having hardcore sex. No...
The first two parts of this story were short. I guess I could have put the two together and made a more standard length; but for some reason when I read them together I got the feeling that the flow wasn't right. Then I broke them up and it seemed to work better so I left it that way. Enough of the excuses. I kind of had this super kinky dream that culmi...