"Good luck today Aleira" says Jack, my roommate and best friend. "Thanks" I say, smiling at him. I give him a quick wave before I run out the door and get into my Audi S3 Sedan. In the car on the way to my first day of my new job, I can't help but remember the day I found out I got the job; I was so happy. I mean, sure, I didn't actually get a modelling j...
Hi, I haven't posted much for a while. I have been very busy as you will understand when you read the following. If this is your first visit to my bio on Lit, it might be worth your while flicking back through a few earlier episodes. But what the hell, if you don't fancy that, then just enjoy this, Chapter 1 Of course we didn't win the stupid contest...
I could not stop thinking about what Imran did. I had talked up a good game and pretended but the truth was that I was having an affair with one of my neighbours as her husband was working abroad. She was lonely and I began flattering her telling her she could become a model and she loved the attention. I made the cards to convince her I was a professional...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Eleven. 1995. (April.) Mick, around sixty. What began as an unfortunate accident resulted in a very pleasant experience. It happened in early April, not long after my thirty-first birthday. Driving along a quiet country road I pulled out to overtake a cyclist when a rabbit s...
Jessica slumped onto her bed in her teal silk pajamas and sighed. Her first week at college had come to an end, and her early classes had gone well, but she didn't feel satisfied. She had always been a quiet, shy, introverted girl, but she had naively hoped that going to college would suddenly change everything. "Just for once," Jessica thought to...
Steve is a member of a local photographic club and one week he took in some slightly candid photos of me to enter into a "People" competition. In two or three I was showing glimpses of my breasts by having the top buttons of my blouse undone and in a couple of others I was showing my stocking tops. I had agreed to him taking them to the club because, to tell...
Fetish and bondage modelling is something, I've always thought about and now I've decided to take it up. It compliments my escorting, and it's a Muslim friend of mine who encouraged me to take it up. Zayna, is dark skinned, dark haired and green-eyed British-Pakistani girl who has been doing fetish and bondage modelling for a while. She introduced me to litt...
I had just offered to let Allan, my husband, model erotic man's underwear for a room full of women who were well on the way with the wine they had drunk. Let me give a bit of background... Allan and I had been married for 5 years and were quite innocent about sexual matters, mostly we had sex in the missionary position and it was good for us both, we had n...
John found a tired and upset Roxy sitting on the sofa in his house. She vainly tried to put on a smile and offered him a glass of whiskey which he took and sat next to her. "First, I have to apologize that I did not tell you where I was going. When James sent the photographs to the boss, I managed to add my phone number when he was not looking. The photos w...
Rita 3 - life modelling After the first couple of times I took Rita to the naturist spa it became a bit of a regular fixture for us, and we went along every week or two for a steam, sauna and possibly a massage as well to de- stress at the end of a long week. We started having occasional 3 way Skype conversations with my wife Jo, who was working in Japan fo...