"Strip princess," Victoria commanded Violet. For the moment, Chelsea and Niobe lounged in sumptuous chairs and watched the scene play before them. It was a short time after the end of Brentwood's impromptu meeting, and the four girls were closeted away in Victoria's room. Victoria's tone was icy, yet laced with a dark sensuality. She was in a mood to play...
Maryse Ouellet strolled confidently into the diva's locker room and licked her lips. Beth Phoenix had her back to her and for a few glorious seconds Maryse got to admire that big fat ass of hers, encased in a pair of tight jeans, that fabric hugging juicy flesh and practically begging Maryse to fuck it. And she would. Oh oui, soon that fat ass would be hers...
A story I wrote way back in 2005 for another site. I improved it a bit and thought I'd share it here. ***** When Victoria turned eighteen in 1837, it was decided that she should be tutored in the ways of politics by William Lamb, the Prime Minister, better known by his title Lord Melbourne. Finally breaking free of her mother's domineering influence, she r...
As if the rumble wasn't distracting enough, the hot wind began to intrude on her thoughts as well. An endless ocean of sand flew by on the right as her nose braved the continuous assault of blighted streams, wheat fields, cattle herds, caravans along the road, and smelling worst of all, the natives in the outer coaches. It'd been days since they'd begun trav...
Victoria stretched her arms and yawned idly, the cool Atlantic breeze ruffling her dress. The deep forest, something she'd never seen in England, rustled and quaked. Their Virginian song had played since they day they'd come ashore, and she hoped it'd never end. She traced a circle in the loamy soil, swinging the basket as she leaned against the thick trunk...
It had been three days since Victoria's anal virginity was taken by Ryan, and her husband Gordon was now aware of the affair. He had given her and Ryan his blessing, and now their planned evening together was tonight. Gordon had told Victoria if she wanted to see Ryan, he would go to bed early in the spare bedroom, leaving the marital bed and bedroom to them...
She didn't even bother to look up when Joe entered the office. "You wanted to see me?" She just put up a hand and waved at the chair in front of her desk. Fucking bitch, Joe thought as he sat down. Fucking women bosses, have to show you they're in charge. He watched Victoria Stern stare at her computer screen. She probably wanted to give him hell about t...
That afternoon, Ron found himself doing his first bit of what he thought of as proper work. Ibrahim and the chaps had decided to go to Knightsbridge to shop. They spent a large sum of money in Harrods and in some of the designer clothing shops on the Brompton Road. With their abundance of shopping bags, and the expensive and highly visible watches they all s...
The next morning, Victoria stared up at Antonio's ceiling. On a poster, looking back at her, was a half naked Latina who held the smile of a seductress on her face. She was wearing cut off jean shorts that looked more like panties, and a short wet, white shirt that was torn just right below her nipples. She was sitting on a counter by a cash register countin...
Victoria and Dan were glad they found another couple to have over for drinks. Kristi and Hank were fun and attractive. Everyone sat around the living room enjoying a beer and laughing at Dan's stories from college. Victoria, however, only had eyes for Kristi. Ever since the new woman walked in something had almost itched in Victoria. When it came to sex sh...