Victoria had been watching Miss Elizabeth ever since she had guided Hannah into CFNM with Ben. Today, Victoria foresaw an opportunity at the college. Natalie and Davis entered Miss Elizabeth's office for their make-up exam in biology. For the past two weeks, Natalie had come down with chicken pox, and had been worrying about having to self-study for the exa...
Authors note: everyone involved in this work of fiction is aged 18 or over. The warm summer sun bled through the classroom windows, bathing everything within in a warm glow. This was the last day of school for these students, they knew it and the teacher knew it. Instead of trying to teach one final lesson, Miss Catherine Hackett had just put on a movie a...
A Tale Concerning Miss Chadwick, of London, in which knowledge is conveyed concerning the Particular Customs of the City of Quaroun. ***** Miss Anne Chadwick, of Jarrold Square, London, a spinster of three-and-thirty years, was seated in the gardens of her brother's house on an evening in the autumn of the year 19__, reading a volume of modern poetry, when...
Meet Miss Yan, a young Asian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. A recent graduate of the University of Ottawa's accounting program, Miss Yan is struggling somewhat in her personal and professional life. When one first meets Miss Yan, one is inclined to think of her as soft and sweet, an easygoing if somewhat nerdy person. Well, Miss Yan is feisty w...
Sherlock Holmes and the Hooded Blackmailer. Part 1. I have had the pleasure and honour of documenting several investigations carried out by my friend Mr Sherlock Holmes and the publication of these accounts has led to him becoming somewhat of a household name. I have on occasion however had need to suppress certain cases and hold their publication for some...
8 PM in South Korea and I'm last one in the office. The report is saved and almost all the lights are out in our open landscape. Home is only a stroll away so why not, I reason, as I open an incognito tab and start browsing. A middle aged man stands with heads on his head taking several slaps aimed carefully at his crotch, as I watch mesmerized. Transfixed...
Hello, fans, and welcome to another installment of the adventures of the "feisty, glamorous, and quick- thinking" Miss K. Well, she is according to my latest review from LadyCyrrh. I reserve all commercial and non-electronic rights to this work. Also, if you're not legally allowed to read this work in your legal jurisdiction, please do not read this story. W...
Pushing the food around my plate, hardly satisfied, I am hungry; starved indeed. But unable to taste a morsel. It's only been a week, yet the days seem to go by like years; waiting. "I hope he can write soon," thinking to myself, looking over the dessert trolly parked all too close to my corner table. The stout waitress, hovering over me asking, "Would y...
I was in the waiting room, waiting to be seen for a job interview. There was fifteen people also waiting and several who had been seen by the employer. For over an hour I had waited with these people when finally my name was called by the employer, Miss More. She is an attractive lady in her mid-thirties with blonde hair in a bun behind her head and a curvy...
Please note, this is not only my first posting here, but my first ever attempt at erotic fiction. Please don't judge me too harshly, and I promise to get better. As a note for potential readers, this first part is only mildly erotic. Think of it as an aperitif; a little taste to whet the appetite. I will post more if this one goes down well enough. *****...