Synposis: Sarah and Willa decide to live together. Sarah tells Willa about her "extra" job assignments, and Willa asks if she can join in the fun. In the last scene, Sarah was summoned to Mr. Bose's office to perform. One of the men she shows off for will become her husband. Part III - I'm Peter. This Is My Story Chapter Seven Compared to the stories you'...
The evening descended, finding me still nose deep into the book I was reading, the light had faded but I had lit a candle on my table. I wasn't hungry but one of the serving girls, noting my absence, had brought me a little tray of food. I'd eaten an apple and drank a little of the watered wine but was content to read rather than eat. The evening was cool an...
I am so connected to him. So in tune to his every feeling, his every mood. So I knew that he was struggling. Struggling with loneliness and stress. I could feel it every time we spoke. Things have been a little strained between us, not because of anything that we were doing, but because of the direction that our lives were taking. When he told me that he was...
Time passes so slowly. It has only been three days since I last saw my Angel but it feels like years. That's a drawback to being eternal. When you want things to happen, the time just seems to drag. But tonight I get my wish. Tonight my Angel returns to me and I will give her my dark gift. I will embrace her and bring her into the night. I will give her a ch...
I suppose I should tell you a little bit about my wife and me before I give you all of the gory details about our sex life. I first met my stunning wife Jilly, 17 years ago the night she was celebrating her 20th birthday in a nightclub in the centre of Nottingham. It was love at first sight for me but it took a while for her to fall in love with me in the s...
[Sub's note: This was an assignment to write an erotic story about a fantasy of mine. I wrote it with kink.com's The Upper Floor in mind, a BDSM reality show set in an Edwardian "mansion", whose set I had just toured.] I came home and the clothes were laid out for me on His bed. A short lavender silk robe and a pair of nipple clamps, held together by a sil...
It had been a hard day. All Michael wanted to do was have a meal and a glass or two of wine, a quiet stroll for the purposes of good digestion, and then settle in to his modest but adequate hotel room for a good night's sleep. Tomorrow's programme at the conference looked heavy and his presentation was second on, so he wanted to be suitably refreshed and a...
I have always been short. Not five feet tall, I have always been (literally and figuratively) looked down upon, by my friends, inadvertently by my family and of course my boyfriends. Every time I would become intimate in a relationship, he would always make me feel like I was being forced. He would press himself upon me, devouring my ample breasts and tryin...
This story was written based on inspirational Hentai drawings by an artist named Dmitry. I don't usually write this type of story but the drawings just called to me. It had been a week of round the clock negotiations to close the deal of the year. Sheri was the lead attorney on the project and had been simultaneously negotiating with two very different offe...
Her nails slide though her long red hair. Dreamlessly her eyes peer from under the locks.. Shewas somewhere else. Her movements were slow and controlled as she let her left leg slide off ofthe edge of the table as the other was curled to her chest. She was clad in his shirt and nothing else.. A half lit cigarette in her fingertips..He watched as it was broug...