On some afternoons, Muriel had her blind chats with Prince Vidar. On other afternoons, Muriel would sit on that white couch and enjoy her time as the prince watched her. She always had a snack on those occasions, and she ate them with enthusiasm. Sometimes, Muriel wore a pair of shoes that could be easily slipped on and off. Why? Because she had received a...
*Many thanks to Jill for being my inspiration for this story* ***** Chapter I - The Bully Combing her hair in the morning, she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. In her opinion, her shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair was ordinary, her blue eyes were ordinary, even the freckles on her nose were ordinary. "I don't know what Peter sees in me," she...
"Good morning," Veronica paused, "Hello? You alive?" Tom smiled at her. His face still wore a slightly sleepy look. His brown-blond hair, damp from the shower, had fresh tracks from a comb through it. His blue shirt, long-sleeved and buttoned down—was only partially buttoned up and his face, while clean-shave, still somehow looked like he had a bit of a sha...
This is an Ellie and Sam story. For the background, please read 'Late night at the office' and 'Ellie's first time', and (optionally) 'Tied to a table', 'Distracting leggings' and 'An evening with a new toy'. ********** Ellie smiled at her reflection in the full length mirror, making the final adjustments to her outfit. She needed to look the part for her...
Chapter Ten: Sexual Surrogate "He lives," a soft voice drawled. Lucifer looked up from the large flat black scrying mirror that was mounted on his dresser and met the eyes of the woman who spoke. "Was there ever a doubt?" Lucifer asked her blandly, arching a pale golden brow. She didn't so much as walk down the stone steps of his quarters as dance down the...
"Yeah," Mark said to his friend David, "I get what're saying. You think she used to ride the cock carousel, right? That she was a college slut, going to parties, getting drunk and being used by the frat. Like Amy, remember? Oh, god. She was a total slut. She jerked my cock in class one time with her boyfriend next to her. I still don't know how he didn't see...
Chapter 17: The Puppet Show Soon after La Contessa's encounter with the Archbishop, I'm summoned to the changing rooms behind the theatre to prepare for the performance. I put on the mask of the inamorati with its lovelorn expression, puckered lips, and bright red, painted cheeks. I strip off so the puppeteers can attach the complex arrangement of wires th...
Waiting tables for the remainder of the evening lasted an eternity. Being assigned his area was torture. Every visit brought further arousal, every course further twitching, every drink order flashbacks. She was a professional, she took to her tasks. Trying not to make eye contact, she needed to concentrate. Okay a quick glance, the smallest look as she pas...
I hear the elevator stop in the hall outside the apartment door moments before the click of the door lock cycling. Tom is home early. I hurry from the kitchen to greet him as is my custom, pleased that Tom is home. "Hello, Karen," Tom says brightly as I approach. "Hello, Tom," I reply, taking his coat. "How was your day?" "About the same as always," Tom a...
I don't know what the average webcam girl looks like, but I was pretty sure Tanya wasn't it. Not having ever looked at cam sites, though I had seen a bit of porn, I imaged plucked and primped, perhaps large breasts and very out there. Tanya is shortish, not really curvy, bookish and nerdy even, with smiling hazel eyes. Her smile starts in her eyes, even wh...