Author's Note: Everybody's favorite redhead is back! Due to popular demand, and request, I am returning to my original on-going series. I will also try and continue Diary of a Rockstar, along with other one-shot stories here and there. Though updates may be infrequent, I do make it a point to keep up to date with my erotic writing... Catching Up: Lana, is a...
Chapter 1: The Transsexual Hotel Encounter "Yes, I am checking in," I said, putting my credit card on the desk. The woman behind the desk took the card and looked at the name. She was about 5 feet 10 inches tall with dark black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and her lips were painted a reddish-brown colour. As she looked at the card I...
Julia had the management team in the palm of her hand. They sat around the board table, transfixed, as she presented her business case. Julia had her PowerPoint presentation, her Gantt charts, and plenty of supporting facts and figures. But more importantly, she knew how to subtly guide them towards the outcome she wanted so that afterwards, they would think...
Chapter Eight Post Production Valerie woke slowly, a rarity on Friday mornings. The office was not expecting her in until Monday and the movie filming was complete, giving her a rare three day weekend. She rolled over and saw that Sally was still sleeping in her kennel. Valerie thought that Sally looked so peaceful, confined in the small space, her limbs b...
Chapter Five Lights, Camera, Action! Valerie's alarm went off at 6:00 in the morning. Its beeping was instantly accompanied by moans of pain from the two women it had awoken. The sore muscles and bruises from their respective Saturday nights made themselves felt with a vengeance. Valerie put her own concerns in the back of her mind to look at Sally. She kn...
The way you notice things can be strange. Against a familiar background you might not see an elephant. But look at an unfamiliar background! Things that are commonplace jump out. That Monday started great. My best client gave my firm a new project. To thank them and as a kick-off, I took the high mucky-mucks out to lunch at a very nice restaurant. The resta...
In my last story, "Encore on Barnes Common," Rachel, my platonic friend from my schooldays, and I had moved our relationship up a level following her catching me masturbating in the office. We continued the exploration of our sexuality in the car on the way home. Lisa, my American fuck-buddy condoned this new arrangement as she too was enjoying the attention...
Dedicated to all the sweet women out there married to guys who cant fuck worth shit. Chapter 1: BBD + BBC = a happy white wife As she cruised down the highway in her $100 000, customized 2006 BMW M6, 35 year old Pam was in a very suppressed mood. She was having a heated discussion with Jessica, her best friend. Jess was in a very good mood. She was all ji...
Her name was Rebecca Anne Courtney and I had lusted after her since the seventh grade, but while I might have told myself that I would kill to have her I knew in my heart that it would never happen. The simple truth of the matter was that Becky couldn't stand me. Because of mutual friends she tolerated me, but I never knew why she didn't like me. At first I...
"What a sweet girl." That's how almost anyone in my home town would have responded had you mentioned my name. Looking back I suppose I was the embodiment of the innocent, fresh-faced and naïve teen-aged girl. In some strange way I guess I knew that and embraced the role with a flourish, always smiling, always sweet, always sickeningly cute to be honest. I...