Scarlett Bordeaux Stories

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Melissa Santos' Own Ultima Lucha

by wrestlerotica on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"What's wrong Melissa?" - Melina asks, after she encounters a sobbing Melissa Santos, backstage after the Ultima Lucha finale taping. Santos, looks up, at her... in a completely embarrassed state of mind. She can't believe, how, she is completely beside herself and in her mind and this spirit. She can't believe, how she hasn't felt this way in oh so long. S...

A Story of Love Ch. 01

by rupert_ravenclaw on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Scarlett Johansson was bored. She was more bored than she had ever been in her entire life. What she was doing wasn't supposed to be boring, but she was still bored. She was at a very elegant party in one of New York's finest hotels. It was still early in the evening and Scarlett's only hope for a more interesting night seemed to be the drink she was nursing...

Queen Eleanor Ch. 03

by Pampinea on Aug 31, 2017
First Time

Later that night, I laid awake in bed stroking myself to recollections of my evening with Brother Hugues when a gust of wind shook the window, startling me out of my erotic half-slumber. I glanced around the darkened room through my shady, waking eyes—the only light came from a dwindling fire at the hearth. Petronilla slept deeply across the room. I tried to...

Sensual Ferocity

by jezebella on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Her head lifted very slightly, her smile never flickering -even as her mind wandered. Gritting her teeth, she decided this had to be the most excruciatingly boring party she had ever attended. She forced herself to redirect her focus on her date, but it only made her wince with disinterest. He chatted amiably with a group of people that all preened and cooed...

The Good Place: Attempt #218

by Zev95 on Oct 15, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Tahani sat cozily curled up in one corner of an enormous couch, warming her second large snifter of after-dinner Brandy-and-Benedictine in the palm of her hand. She was sitting in what was beyond doubt the most lavish and tastefully decorated living room she had ever seen. In fact, the whole evening had seemed enchanted and unreal, right from the minute she'...

Modeling Class

by orie on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Boston was in full winter. Snow fell on and off all day, but did not accumulate more than an inch. The temperature had not climbed above 30 all week and the wind made the windows rattle and the walls of the old house groan. I had a steady fire burning in the apartment's fireplace and was uncorking a nice red wine to accompany the cheese and pate dish I had...

Enemy Ch. 03

by redwitch on Sep 25, 2017
Romance

The prom was going on without them, the entire class and all the staff looking around confused as they announced the prom king and queen, and neither Diago nor Brittany were there to accept the honor. *** Diago tried for over 20 minutes to reach his cousin Jake; it was the only safe place he knew. Jake's mansion was in the middle of nowhere, he had no nei...

A Couple Brought Together Act 05

by realvelvetglove on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This is the final Act of 'A Couple Brought Together'. However, the story will continue soon in 'A Couple Chained Apart', the second novella in the trilogy. Everything is based on actual events that took place between spring 2012 and early 2014. However, what follows is a fictionalised account and any resemblance to actual people or names is entirely coincide...

Shayna's World Ch. 05

by BrettJ on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Shayna was in a great mood, humming as she checked a patient's chart. She didn't hear Paul Brant come up behind her and jumped when he said her name. "Shayna, may I have a word with you?' "Certainly, Dr. Brant." They went into a empty room and he looked down at the floor then up at her again. He seemed to be having trouble meeting her eyes, so Shayna aske...

Cabernet Franc 1887

by Nyxeros on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Horror

Rain fell lightly on the cobbled streets as streetlights flickered in the chilled night air. The creaking of a wooden sign from a nearby pub caught my attention as I flicked my coat collar upward, blocking what cold wind sprung up from the darkness. Muttering to myself about English springs I trotted towards the warm glow emitting from within the establishme...