"What's your star sign?" Fitz asked. "Gemini, why?" Steph replied. "Well, I like the idea of a star sign tattoo. Do you know what Chinese Year you were born in?" "The Year of the Dog. Again, why?" "I'm going to do one of those too." Steph felt a shiver of ecstasy run through her. Fitz wanting to tattoo her always did. "I've also finished planning the d...
Author's Note: Thanks for all the kind feedback & comments on chapter 01. This chapter does a lot to set up the rest of the story, so there isn't a ton of sex. Please hang in there with me and there will be much more sex in the chapters 3-?? I hope this one is sexy enough to keep you interested! ---------------------------------------- I'm not sure how lon...
Sissygirl forever continued. Sara stood there laughing at me as Mistress explained how things would be for the near future. She told Miss Andrea that if I wished she could fill them in with the red right now if I wanted. But Mistress said no. She was looking forward to my rushing off to work at times forgetting to polish them. Or eating out with friends and...
My husband had been dropping hints for several months that he'd like a set of professionally taken boudoir photographs of me for his 40th birthday this summer. He'd show me websites of photographers in the area and offer to pay. Most just seemed sleazy. I wasn't against the idea per se, we've fooled around plenty in the bedroom (and outdoors too) with a dig...
Continued from part one, When Dave met Sally * * * * * The next three weeks were hard, the swelling was huge, I could hardly open my eyes, my mouth wanted to crack, and every time I tried to smile I could feel my whole face start to pull against the scabbed flesh. I had to try and keep my newly coloured skin moistened, My lips cracked at the hint of a smil...
There was no doubting her good looks, perhaps early forties, trim and taut. She moved with a natural grace that was obviously deliberate. He tried not to look but found himself stealing glances in her direction. Once or twice he thought she might have noticed but if she did, she gave no sign of having done so. It was 10.30pm, the hotel bar was empty and he p...
Part 1- The Armoire Marisa lay on her belly, her face buried in a pillow. "Ooohhh," she moaned softly as she slowly kneaded her crotch with her right hand and stimulated her nipples with her left. Humping her hand gently with her hips, Marisa concentrated on her horniness. She craved the orgasm that she had been slowly working up to for an hour. Her right h...
Beneath the glass house known as the Crystal Palace, a steel garage door opened revealing a white Mercedes SUV. There were two individuals seated in the leather interior. The woman in the driver seat had layered, chest-length, champagne blonde hair that framed her beautiful face and faint crow's feet at the corners of her green eyes. She wore light makeup in...
I woke to the sound of my front door closing a little before six. I tried getting back to sleep, but still couldn't believe how well that date had gone and figured I should get a jump on the day. Whilst I was showering something didn't feel right. It wasn't until I was brushing my teeth that it clicked. The bathroom was tidy. Really tidy. Fresh hotel room t...
Mary Thomas frowned at her little sister's wedding picture displayed on her computer monitor. Leslie was beautiful as expected and looked deliriously happy but it didn't take much for her to be happy, just something shiny and lots of attention. Mary chuckled to herself at the thought. "Holy Mother, please don't let me fall in love with a woman that acts like...