Chapter 5- For Commendation Sensations. Dark room, hair in my face, soft body next to me. Skin. Glorious, smooth, warm skin. Naked skin. My hand moves along the body- small, soft breasts, firm thighs, flat stomach...not Morgan. Heavy blanket, cold air-conditioning, strange pillow...not my bed. Opening my eyes, dark room, unfamiliar clock shining blue...
***I can't believe how much people liked this story! I had just planned on having the one part, but since so many people said it felt like it was unfinished, I have added more. I will try to work on more chapters for this story and have something new in maybe 10-14 business days. Thank you to all who liked it for the feedback*** * Emily-Jane strolled into...
Sitting in my home office once again, I leaned back in my chair, put my feet on the desk, and closed my eyes. Maid Becky had drained me mentally as well as physically. When the whirr of the vacuum cleaner stopped I woke from an unintended nap. The desk clock reported a twenty minute snooze had elapsed. An unsettled feeling settled upon me. I needed to do som...
It was the middle of July 2008; the monsoon rains were lashing the city as they were most of the country, coming in heavy cascading showers through the days and nights. When the rain stopped, as it did every now and then, the skies were laden with dark black clouds impregnated with water just waiting to be released. If, as on occasion, the sun managed to pie...
When Joy and Chantelle spotted the two chaps as they walked into the bar they both looked at each other and smiled. Chantelle instinctively moved her hands to arrange her luscious cleavage in her black lacy bra – just showing in the open neck of her red blouse. She looked over at Chantelle in her skimpy white top over a blue micro-skirt with the reflection o...
Summary: Submissive black housewife is dommed by white woman. Note 1: Thanks to Leah for being the inspiration to this story and providing the photos that are enclosed. Note 2: Thanks to Robert and goamz86 for editing this story. Pantyhose Tales: Black Lez Sub It's funny how you don't really notice when you change from young and wild to married and domes...
There was a light snow falling as I hopped up the steps leading out of the subway, two at a time. I stood at the corner, waiting for the light to change, and I realized I was humming. In the month since Carmen Quintana picked me up in her gypsy cab after I finished night court, my life had substantially improved. Carmen got into a bad fight over the phone w...
Arthur slept restlessly. Waking up in his tent in the wee dark hours of the morning, Arthur lit a candle by the bedside. He felt a need to discuss his worries with his prophet, the sorceress Nyynnwe. He walked out of his tent, went to hers, and found her awake. By the candle's light, he saw she was chewing her lip. "What's troubling you?" he asked. "I've h...
This started as a short story on here, but I have tweaked it and improved the plot and it has the makings of a great series! Hope everyone enjoys! TC Ardress wasn't afraid anymore. The prince had spent much time wooing her. His favor upon her had been unprecedented. Not in the history of his people had a common woman been so pursued by royalty...not for mar...
Sweat beaded at Saija's temples, distracting her attention from her best friend Tula. Gowns were spread across several brocade chairs, and the look on Tula's face was pure frustration. Saija dabbed at her brow with the back of one neatly manicured fingernail, and smiled half heartedly. "Sure, I know you regret accepting the position as my maid of honor, but...