Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...
June, 1917 Paris, France It was on a warm late spring morning that I arrived in my office to be greeted with a summons to the ambassador's office. When I arrived, I stopped short, for Mr. Stark had a visitor, someone I knew well, and for whom I had decidedly mixed feelings. Gen. John James Pershing was seated in a chair across from the ambassador's desk,...
"Hello. I am Lee; I just left the naval recruiting center with a perfect score on their test and in record time. I am very patriotic, so I enlisted. You see I have a 200 IQ, can speed read, and I also have a photographic memory. I never had any friends growing up because I learned so fast. While my classmates were struggling through long division, I was wor...
His. She might disagree. But it was the truth. She was his student, his protege, his fuck toy. Currently she was kneeling and suckling his cock as if it were the only source of life for her. Maybe it was. He had selected her carefully, young, poor, lovely as the dawn. She had talent enough that fully trained and developed would rival any Archmage. But wit...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
Early morning brought an unusual chill to the Georgia summer and the two women unconsciously sought each other’s body heat and huddled close under the thin quilt to stay warm. The older woman’s bun had come uncoiled in the movements of her slumber, and the long, soft, bright red strands splayed out like flame licking at the pillow. She cradled the younger wo...
"A great piece of ass," said one of the US officers. "Yeah, I saw her when she came to offer her services," replied his companion. "Great body, legs up to her backside, big tits, really sexy moody face." "Yeah, classy. Women like her are dropping their knickers all over Italy. Hungry, got a kid, no money, no food. Opening their legs is the only alternative...
Monica found it hard to adapt to being a whore for the American soldiers. It had been humiliating to prostitute herself to the army officers. But there had only been six a day. Being screwed that often had not been easy for an inexperienced woman such as herself but she'd learned to cope. The officers had included some pigs who got off by treating her like s...
It stung every time the needle punctured her cheek and stabbed through her flesh. But since her face already felt like it was on fire, she barely noticed the little pinpricks. Cindy stared down at the ground blankly. How had it gone so wrong? They were going to march on Ruar and slaughter the orcs. There was nothing that could stop them. What went wrong? Whe...
Harold and Edith had been walking out for nearly two years before he finally managed to persuade her to let him put his hand in her knickers. Even then it was only at the weekend and only for a few minutes. Edith had yet to feel his manhood except through his trousers. No, that's not strictly true, Harold had once tricked Edith by unbuttoning his fly and gui...