Messalina's family had had delusions of grandeur when they named her after a Roman Empress. They had enough ambition for they daughter that they gave her a name, which conjured up images of her as a rich wife or a powerful woman. They did not have the education though to realise they had named her after a woman whose sexual gymnastics would have tired most p...
Dear Shoeblossom-- This taped conversation between me and the corrupt Selectman I have the peculiar fortune to be wed to may titillate your readers, or make them puke. Who knows? Love, Trillian" Oh, Fritz, don't cry any more. I forgive you, honey." "I-I just--when you use that horrible--what was that thing?" "That's a sjambok. Or sometimes it's called a...
We landed on this hunk of iron as we do every ten years, in the night. Our plan was to be here two or three days for recon and then off before any one was the wiser. We hiked into a valley to set up our equipment and at the bottom we came across a farmhouse. As usual, Bortok was the curious one and she wanted a look at the inhabitant. She sneaked down to tak...
This is a sequel to my story 'Chance Encounter'. While not absolutely necessary, this story would be better appreciated and understood if that story is read first. ***** At her command I followed Miss Lara out of the club. Actually it hadn't been a command but more an offer to me, to try to prove the veracity and seriousness of the pledge and plea I had...
The year is 1702, and the turn of the century has brought even greater conflict to the troubled waters of the Caribbean. The war of Spanish Succession rages in the old world, and glorious England is at war with France and Spain once more. When French and Spanish ships sail through the Caribbean sea, they keep a wary eye on the horizon for Royal Navy ships, a...
Once we were safely ensconced in the inn, with a room to ourselves and a chance to wipe off blood and bits of muck, the young dwarven lass who had become a part of our little party took a chance and explained herself. She had put the false beard back onto her face for the trip from the basement of the nightmarish P. Schuyler and Son's to the inn, but now tha...
A powerful sea breeze whipped through Lyriena's hair as the wind and a strong human crew propelled the human galley, Fortune, from the Elfish Isles and took her away from the kingdom for the first time in her life. Many lower class elfs had made the trek to the mainland of late, seeking jobs in the prosperous human lands, but this would be the first time in...
When she came to me - only five years ago now, though it seems like more - her name was plain old Alice Derby. And though she wasn't old, she was plain. Small, pale lips, a slightly too-large nose, a flat chest and a non-existent ass. She wanted to be a star. She couldn't sing, couldn't act, couldn't write or paint or dance, but she wanted to be in the newsp...
Let me introduce our heroine Jenny, in case you have not yet met. Jenny is a happily married middle-aged woman, with all-American good looks, and a bit of a naive view of the world. Now what self-respecting man couldn't fall in love with a gullible blond beauty with blue eyes, an outrageous hourglass figure, and a penchant for landing herself in embarrassing...
At last, Miss Prim's twin sister, Miss Proper had arrived for the week. They were both looking forward to the underwear party which was slated for Friday night at 7:00. Invitations had been sent, requesting that the gentlemen wear full business attire. All seven had accepted and masturbated furiously three times a day in anticipation for the event, with thei...