I disliked the new girl immediately. She was dressed like a two-dollar hooker and had all the grace of a road accident. "Rose." I pronounced her name slowly, letting the tone of my voice slide over her like an unfriendly hand. It had the desired effect. She flushed and looked down. "You took that name because of your hair," I further accused. Instantly sh...
I left Warwick University with a first class degree in Engineering and I started a new career as a Graduate Engineer with a large oil company. It was not entirely due to my own skills that I got the position, because my uncle, my father's brother had been an Engineer at Fawley, but had been killed in an accident at the plant six months previously. My widowed...
Item #25 Sex: female Age: 18 Hair: red Eyes: green Details: Chasity is a first year computer engineering student. She loves giving/receiving oral and men with lots of money. She is slutting her way through college, and ready to take on the biggest cock in the room. She is an obedient little girl and guaranteed to be a hot fuck. ************************...
This story is a work of fiction. This story is set in older times so the pace is certainly slower. It is also about the innocence of youth and the slow build up of the erotica. Patience is a virtue when you read this story. The buildup is slow but the rewards are plenty. All characters are fictious and are over eighteen years of age ***** It was raining ca...
The following day arrived bright and clear with a cool breeze that sharpened the senses. Alais rose once more to discover that she was alone and she attended to her toilette hastily, glad of having her own things in the room. Today was when those who had fallen in the battle would be buried and Father Almaric would be grateful for her assistance. She went do...
She sat at her desk after lunch, typing a memo and listening to the quiet murmur of the office around her. It was a quite day, a long day, and the pecking of her fingers on the keyboard faded from her mind as she allowed her thoughts to wander. There was a knot insider her, a tension that demanded release. A release, she thought as she typed, that she would...
Chapter 05: Denial and Disobedience It was impossible to sleep. The days were a challenge, as I was given work around the hospital and expected to perform diligently despite the corset that cut my breath shallow and the strap that dug between my legs. Simply moving about caused the stays to clasp and the leather to rub me, building a tantalizing friction...
Chapter the First: In which our protagonist begins to accustom herself to the villa's ways The early sun shone through the tall French windows and brightened the whole room with its dark paneling, catching her still asleep. She blinked her eyes in response to this Adriatic sunshine and struggled to hoist herself up on her elbows. This was the first clear lo...
A few entries later, I found probably the greatest oops of my sexual life so far. It read: NXRI – Christmas 1987 Paul – Christmas 1987 I have been dating Paul for a few months now, and things seemed to have been going pretty well between us. A country boy from Oregon, I found Paul to be a lost and lonely boy more than an attractive man when I first met him...
My name is Miss Esther Summerson. If you have read Mr Charles Dickens' novel Bleak House you will have heard of me and the other principal characters in this text. His story is largely true but I blush to think how he exaggerated the goodness of my character beyond any benignity I can truly claim. I am writing this to shed light upon an aspect of the story w...