"Good luck today Aleira" says Jack, my roommate and best friend. "Thanks" I say, smiling at him. I give him a quick wave before I run out the door and get into my Audi S3 Sedan. In the car on the way to my first day of my new job, I can't help but remember the day I found out I got the job; I was so happy. I mean, sure, I didn't actually get a modelling j...
Hi, I haven't posted much for a while. I have been very busy as you will understand when you read the following. If this is your first visit to my bio on Lit, it might be worth your while flicking back through a few earlier episodes. But what the hell, if you don't fancy that, then just enjoy this, Chapter 1 Of course we didn't win the stupid contest...
It's not easy being the uncle to someone famous, especially when that famous person is Sara Jean Underwood. That's right - the Sara Jean Underwood. The one who's modelled for everything from lingerie to perfume, and who's cropped up on TV more times than I can count. The one who everyone lusts after; winner of FHM Magazine's Fit Body Of The Year award. Wel...
Please note that this is a work of fiction, and no resemblance to any person living or dead is intended. Hi! My name is Felicity, but my friends call me Fi. I live in Sydney, Australia, and am 22 years of age. I am like a Kylie Minogue copy in many ways. I am only about 5 feet 2, and am a Size 8. My boobs are about 34c, & and my bottom is also about 34 –...
My wife was always over eager to help out, especially for charity or a good cause. My sister-in-law simply isn't that kind hearted, she's manipulative and cunning, she knew that my wife's good nature and sweet natural naïveté could be exploited, as on so many occasions now she played her like a Dutch harp. As my wife still wasn't working after arriving from...
I could not stop thinking about what Imran did. I had talked up a good game and pretended but the truth was that I was having an affair with one of my neighbours as her husband was working abroad. She was lonely and I began flattering her telling her she could become a model and she loved the attention. I made the cards to convince her I was a professional...
Authors note. A warning to all readers, everything that follows is of course pure fantasy, it is not my, or my partner's life style; neither are we promoting it as normal practice. As a new contributor to Literotica I naively allowed public comment to be enabled, thinking that I would receive at least constructive criticism, sadly this was not the case. To...
Modelling. I was just leaving a clothes shop when from nowhere I was approached by a man with a business card. Made me slightly nervous if I'm honest. He told me he was a keen amateur photographer and wondered if I'd like to model for him, apparently he would cover any expenditure. My initial thought was a cheesy chat up line and though he was nice, but no...
Chapter 2: Kirsten's Audition The taxi pulled up outside the sumptuous looking building that boasted Appleby Modelling in red across the cream façade. Next to the words was the smaller red apple symbol that connected all Appleby businesses. Kirsten had spent an hour on the computer researching as much as she could before leaving the Met. Now she was on her...
Three months later. I am an office manager for an insurance agency. Our company is rolling out new computer software systems. I was being sent on a training course in order to pass on the training to everyone else at our agency. I arrived the evening before the course started. Checked into my room and hung my dress and skirt, then got ready to meet my fri...