SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 2010. I followed Max to the cellars in some trepidation, not knowing what he had in mind. In the first of them, a sort of anti-room, I soon found out. Max led me to the steel door beyond which stretched the cellars proper, and opening the square shutter which served as a small window invited me to take a look. The spectacle which met...
Can the gang convince Chihiro there's no need to split them up? * 'This is our home.' said Guy and unlocked the doors to let the girls inside first. Miss Chihiro followed them and examined the open space, humming and making notes on her pad. 'Ah, Guy, give me your things.' said Mami. 'I'll start the washing machine.' Miss Chihiro cleared her throat befo...
Here are a few more delicious electrons for you to self-abuse yourself to. Since I'm closer to the end of this series than the beginning, I hope you can get your nut off reading this. Once again, I must remind you that if you're too young to read this in your jurisdiction, or if it's just plain illegal, please don't read this. If you want to catch up on this...
This story is around 90% true, names have been changed and some things have been intensified for storytelling purposes. This is my first proper erotic story so if you must criticise please do it constructively. Also everyone in the story is over 18. ***** Jamie sat in English class, bored as usual. He actually did enjoy going into detail about books and fi...
Day Seven!! -------------------- I wake up feeling Miss's hands removing the bindings from my legs. Oh at last! I stretch my legs out as my eyes open slowly, still feeling quite exhausted from the day before. Miss lets me stretch my legs a little but then I feel her hands keeping my thighs apart. With my wrists still tied to the bed head, I lift my h...
When Heather leaves her employment, she is stripped by her boss, but later turns the tables on her. ---------- Heather worked as a shop assistant in a women’s boutique, and had been doing so for about six months before she was offered a better job in a rival shop. Her departure had not gone down well with the owner, Miss Grey, so she wasn’t sorry that this...
This story is within The Lessons series as it occurs at Templeton, but to help persons find the themes they are interested in (and avoid themes that they dislike) I thought it best to provide a more explicit title. My thanks to Sack for the basic idea of this story; my apologies to him for any failure in not developing it well. I would like to warn that it d...
Hello, fair fans, and welcome to another one of my literary orgies of wild, unbridled sex. I reserve all commercial and all non-electronic rights to this work. If you are not permitted to read this work in your legal jurisdiction, please don't read it. So, without further ado, let's get on with the show. * * * * * Miss K drove down I-55 with Tracy, the wi...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ALL PERSONS DEPICTED AND/OR DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18 EVEN IF NOT EXPLICIT...
The stagecoach came to a bumpy stop in front of the Wells Fargo and Co. Express building in Columbia, California. Winnifred, or Winnie as she was known to her friends, looked out at the brickwork building and sighed. For the last seven months she had been tossed around on a ship, as well as fucked by the ship's captain, until she landed in San Francisco. Th...