The Seven Secret Lifes of Walt Mitlery
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The work itself is enormous, amounting to over one million words, the eleven original volumes amounting to over 4,000 pages. The text has a frank discussion of sexual matters and other hidden aspects of Victorian life make it a rare and valuable social document. According to Steven Marcus, it is virtually the only source for information on London's houses of prostitution, in which Walter spent many hours. It has been described as "one of the strangest and most obsessive books ever...
THE SECRET LIFE OF MISTY WALTERS by Laika Pupkino )))=====> THE TRANSIT OF VENUS. I picked my honey up at the Lufthansa terminal at a little before midnight. After not seeing each other for over a month our reunion was passionate and intense, and I guess a bit more intoxicated than we'd intended because we wound up sleeping until after ten a.m. But since V. was currently between projects---her next film somewhere in the pile of scripts and treatments her agent had been dropping...
I said "Now what?" With a smile. He said "Now I wanna do things to you that I've always wanted to do to you when I first met you back in high school. I said "High school? I don't remember… I said "Now what?" With a smile. He said "Now I wanna do things to you that I've always wanted to do to you when I first met you back in high school. I said "High school? I don't remember you from high school. Did I know you?" He said "Back at high school, I was in your biology class with Ms. Keystone....
FantasyIt was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
The Secret Life of a Pretty Blonde Waitress by Rohmer Fan ~ "Hit me, babe," Candy said. I smiled and let my fianc? see me jokingly flex a bicep as I poured her an after-shift beer, a nice thick porter, her favorite. This was my third night of bartender training and I'd done just about everything by myself, which meant that my training was mostly finished. "Jake said I'm good to start picking up shifts," I said, trying to hide my excitement. Bartenders made a little more money than ...
Author’s note – This is a sequel to the ‘latex stripper/Mephisto’ story thread in the original ‘Susan Storm’s Secret Life’: __https://chyoa.com/story/Susan-Storm%27s-Secret-Life.10398 I’ve started with a synopsis recap, for the benefit of those who don’t want to dig through the original sprawling epic! But I’m still happy for people to go back and add chapters to the original story, and to this one! Everything goes. As long as people are writing chapters of erotic fiction featuring my fave...
This is not the story of how my mother, my sister, and I escaped that catastrophe, of how the starliner Pegasus II tried to escape the disaster into FTL only to be destroyed by debris, of our flight to and rendezvous at the lifeboats, of the 24-person lifeboat jettisoning with just the three of us aboard. There are at least a dozen such accounts from the 87 survivors from the Peg, and most, to be honest, are more compelling. This is not the story of the first tumultuous hours after the...
MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1. Chapter V After fathers death, our circumstances were further reduced, At the time I am going to speak of, we had come to a small house nearer London; one sister went to boarding-school, an aunt (I had many) took another, I went to a neighboring great school or college, as it was termed, my little brother Tom was at home; but reference henceforth to members of my family will be but slight, for they had but little to do with the incidents of this private...
PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative powers, of the strange twists, tricks, and fancies of matured voluptuousness and...
Mom and Dad had been planning to renew their vows that very evening, and Mom had arrived at the lifeboat directly from the station where she had been shopping and getting made up for the ceremony. She was already in her white dress, tight around her torso to accentuate her remarkable figure but flowing in the skirt to give her an ethereal look. She wore white stockings underneath, the lacy tops barely visible where the skirt had ridden up. Like the rest of us, she was shoeless, probably...
PART 1 Them fuckin’ Armed Services get all the credit, but who gets their asses blown out of the water to get them their crap, for chrissake? Us fuckers in the Merchant Marine, that’s who. Goddamn sub-bait. And then they don’t send nobody to fish us out. Goddamn Krauts. Goddamn war! Cookie bobbed in his lifejacket and watched his ship disappear, a sorry excuse for a vessel, to be sure, but nonetheless, his ship. Sailors deep-six all the time, the risk they signed on for, perhaps. Bad luck,...
It was doing the spring of my tenth year of high school, a year after my assault by the three delinquents that stole my innounce. My biggest fears had come true and more of my school mates knew of my sexual assault then I thought. Numerous occasions I was sexually accosted by other male school mates and their associates. Not wanting to be slapped around or beat to a pulp I usually just gave in to what ever they demanded and went about my business. Geoffrey R. was a student that I had known...
The Head Mistress returned a few minutes later and found Amber Fox still lying face down in the cushion on her sofa. She continued to sniff and sob loudly and Amelia ignored this as she placed her tube of Aloe Vera gel on the coffee table and removed a couple of wipes from the pack before she placed these on the table too. Miss Marks got on her knees and began to wipe the moist wipes over every inch of the younger woman’s sore bottom. The forty-two-year-old woman ensured that she touched every...
SpankingLet's start off by saying this, I have always known that I was different. From my early years on I found myself trying on my sister's clothes and underwear and exploring my backdoor when I had the chance.On the surface I was your typical small town athlete, in with the popular crowd and active with girls. Beneath the surface, I was a different person. I was ashamed of who I was, but I could never bury it completely. Alone at night, in the shower, when the house was empty besides me, the secret...
I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was a complete disaster, as in a royal F-U-C-K-UP catastrophe. You've heard of a 'life changing' event. Well, this was one. And it all started with a simple mistake, I just hit the wrong damn key on my computer, and the whole chain reaction was inevitable! Now, I must remember my manners, it isn't good to just ramble on like this to a stranger without even introducing yourself. My name is Janice Johnston, I'm thirty-something (its not polite...
VOLUME-1. Chapter VI As the certainty that all was finished between us came to me, I got better, my grief moderated, my prick expected occupation, I was horrified at having frigged myself, and ceased doing it. Then naturally I looked at the servants. The new housemaid was ugly as sin, so I turned to Mary the cook. I was then about seventeen years old. She was now I think twenty-six or eight years old, big, stout, but as it seemed to me then, symetrical; she had exquisite teeth, blue eyes,...
VOLUME-1 Chapter VII One aunt as said lived in H***shire, a widow; her son, my cousin Fred, was preparing for the Army. I wanted a change and went by advice to stay there. Fred was a year eider than me, wild and baudy to the day of his death, he talked from boyhood incessantly about women. I had not seen him for some time, and he told me of his amours, asking me about mine. I let him know all, without disclosing names; he told me in nearly the words that it was “a lie,” for he had heard my...
VOLUME-1 Chapter XIII Camille my first French woman. • Lascivious delights. • Harlots by the dozen. • Baudy books. • Tribades. • A grey-haired cunt. I came into my property, and to the great horror of my mother and family, soon gave up my post at the and my intended career and determined to live and enjoy myself. I had been all but posted to a regiment, that commission I resigned, though all my youth desiring it. I lost much money by doing so. What I did between the time that I had the two...
VOLUME-2 Chapter XI Out shooting. • A female carter. • A feel in the train. • Molly in London. • Giles in town.-Fred on the scene. • Molly at the Hall. • Copulation in uniform. • A sham illness. • An afternoon with Molly. • She turns harlot. • Gets clapped.-Her baby. I was in wonderful condition. Early to bed, out-of-door exercise, good plain living, everything to make me so. I felt as if I could fuck all day. If one day I had neither of the women, the next day my prick stood from morning...
VOLUME-2 Chapter I Louise sapped.—Suspicions.—Lectures on virginity with live illustrations.—Drugged for inspection.—Camille's hesitation.—Absents herself.—The house in G.. d. n s.... e.—Baudy prints.—A feel, a sniff, and a kiss.—Out shopping.—Garters.—Dinner, and after. I went to work to get into Louise, having no compunctions, it seemed to me the most natural thing in the world. I had read about the naughtiness of seduction, but my associates had taught me, that every girl wanted...
VOLUME-2 Chapter II Undressing. • Silk stockings and garters. • A tough virginity. • Triumphant. • Sanguinary proofs. • The second entry. • My foreskin. • Twenty-four hours fucking. • Gamahuching. • Six days pleasure. • Camille returns. “The bonnet will be home”, said I, “let us go.” “Allons, allons”, so off we went. It was dusk when we got in the cab. “I am to put on the stockings if I give you a pair, and to feel”, I said. “No man has, c’est trop fort, you ask too much; you may put on...
VOLUME-1 Chapter X Just at this time the following incident occurred. Going one Saturday night up Granby street, Waterloo road, then full of women who used to sit at the windows half naked; two or three together at times in the same room on the ground-floor, with the bed visible from the street, and which street I often walked in for the pleasure of looking at the women. A woman standing at a door seized my hand, asking me in, and at the same time pulling me quite violently into the little...
Inspired by the James Thurber story "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty". This may be archived/posted anywhere: just give credit where credit is due. The Secret Life of Willie Malter By Pretzelgirl Contessa Willhelmina Malter gripped the steering wheel with delicately gloved hands as her red sports car seductively caressed the dangerous curves of the stiff European mountain road. She tossed back her long raven hair haughtily and glanced at the Aston Martin still on her tail....
One day the man dined on the step, his wife standing by his side; down I went to peep up her clothes and heard him rowing. “Why the hell had she not got him beef instead of mutton; God damn her, why were there no potatoes!” That was his style. Angry words passed, the voices grew louder, I heard a loud smack and a strong oath, he had hit his wife and gone back into the work-shop. There was a great gabbling of female voices over the grating round Mrs. Smith. “I would not stand it,” said one....
VOLUME-2 Chapter XIV Piddlings. • Posturings. • Breast and arm-pit • A turn over. • Used up. • Wanting a virgin. • Camille departs. • The Major’s opinion. • Camille returns. • Louise. I have told the most novel fucking bouts I had with, or through Camille, excepting the final one; but should say that whatever women she got me I turned to her with pleasure again. Sometimes when I had one or two to amuse me, I used to give her the preference for the fuck, and she always had one of the...
VOLUME-2 Chapter IV My clap brought on a stricture, obliging me to have a bougie passed every other day to stretch the pipe often, and causing me to piss clots of gruelly blood, about an hour afterwards. I dared not fuck, but once frigged, and it brought on the inflammatory stage again. At length I got better, but with a gleet which wetted the tail of my shirt through daily; doctors advised me to get a change of air, I went to my aunt’s place in H..tf..dshire where I took cold baths, and did...
VOLUME-2 Chapter V I could scarcely sleep that night. Pender seemed to me the most delicious woman I had ever poked. What if excitement had brought back the clap! what if I had clapped her! I had never after the clap had a woman until the doctor said I might. When I awakened, to my joy my prick was as dry as a bone; a woman was what I had wanted to complete my cure. The next minute my prick was stiff as I thought of Pender’s charms. It was a lovely morning, every available hand in house and...
By edmondl Chapter 2 Norma's love for her dog grew stronger and stronger. The love she’d had for her husband died. The dog was more than her pet, he was her lover. She had learned how to control her pelvic and vaginal muscles. She was able to tighten her pussy muscles around the dog's hard cock to keep him inside her pussy longer. All Stan ever did was to roll on top of her, push his small cock unceremoniously into her pussy. After a few quick thrusts he would finish, pull his...
Chapter 1 Posted: May 05, 2003 - 12:00:00 am Norma was born on a farm to very loving parents. Being an only child she was always alone; she had no real chores or jobs to do on the farm except for gathering the eggs which were a money making commodity for the farm, she was annoyed when at the age of ten she was sent away to boarding school; she no longer had the freedom that she enjoyed on the farm. At least when she did have the holidays when she would come home. Her parents had given...
“See theres your problem. I do the thinking for you remember?” “Im sorry Master.” “Youre damn right youre sorry. But not sorry enough, at least not yet. Roll over.” He lets go of me and I roll over onto my stomach. “On your knees and spread ‘em” I obey. He runs his hand tenderly over my back, over the red handprints on my ass and down my leg. He brings his hand back to my ass and SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I gasp, careful not to make a noise or move. I can feel him caressing my ass again,...
VOLUME-1. CHAPTER 1, PART- 1 Earliest recollections • An erotic maid • Ladies abed • My cock • A frisky maid• Cousin Fred • Thoughts on pudenda • A female pedlar • Baudy pictures My earliest recollections of things, sexual are of what I think must have occurred sometime. I tell of them just as I recollect them, without an attempt to fill in what seems probable. She was I suppose my maid. I recollect that she sometimes held my prick when I piddled, was it needful to do so? I don't know....
Chapter I PART 2 I could not, as the reader will hear, thoroughly uncover my prick tip without pain till I attained majority , nor well then when quite stiff unless it went up a cunt. My nursemaid, I expect thought this curious, and tried to remedy the error in my make, and hurt me. My mother, by her extremely delicate feeling, shut herself off from much knowledge of the world, which was the reason why she had such implicit belief in my virtue until I had seen twenty-two years, and kept,...
VOLUME-1. Chapter VIII I went back to London, and resumed my preparations. Penniless, I tried to get money from my mother, but could not. I tried to feel our ugly housemaid, who threatened to tell. Just then a friend lent me Fanny Hill, how well I recollect that day, it was a sunshiny afternoon, I devoured the book and its luscious pictures, and although I never contemplated masturbation, lost all command of myself, frigged, and spent over a picture as it lay before me. I did not know how...
VOLUME-1 Chapter XII I had now passed my twentieth year. The new servants were sisters (how many times have sisters fallen to me!); the eldest who was cook was named Sarah; the youngest, Susan. Sarah was about twenty-six, Susan nineteen or twenty. I carefully arranged the key in the key-hole of their door the first night, but saw nothing for two or three nights. Then oh! fortune again. They rose later than my mother liked; she came up to their room one morning and found them locked in, so...
VOLUME-1. CHAPTER 1, PART- 3 Earliest recollections • An erotic nursemaid • Ladies abed • My cock • A frisky governess • Cousin Fred • Thoughts on pudenda • A female pedlar • Baudy pictures But all this only came vividly to my mind when, a few years after, I began to talk about women with my cousin, and we told each other all we had seen, and heard, about females. Until I was about ***** years old I never went to school, there was a governess in the house who instructed me and the other...
VOLUME-1. CHAPTER 1, PART- 4 One day, there were people in one of the sitting rooms; where my mother and father were I don’t know; they were not in the room, and were most likely out. There were one or two of my cousins, some youths, my big sister and one brother, besides others, our governess, and her sister, who was stopping with us and sleeping in the same room with her. I recollect both going into the bedroom together, it was next to mine. It was evening, we had sweet wine, cake, and...
VOLUME-2 Chapter VI Joey and nursemaid. • The privy in the laui-el-walk. • Scared. • Whiteteeth in the ditch. • The nurse-maid's bed-room. • Robert amusing her. • A lost virginity. • Aunt and Joey. • Nearly caught. • Amatory instructions to nursemaid. Lusting worse after the kiss, I went to the house. My cousins were out, my aunt taking her afternoon's nap. I rang my bed-room bell for something, simply to get a woman near me, in the shape of a housemaid who was as ugly as sin. I pulled...
VOLUME-2 Chapter VII I fucked Whiteteeth in the meadow one night again. We ***********ed a field further off, which led to another bit of luck. She had left me, and I was stepping quietly, so that if met, no one might suppose we had been together; when I heard on the other side of a hedge, movements, and the voices of a male and female. They sat down within a few feet of where I was. I only heard imperfectly, and tell as well as I could gather what was said. “I can’t stay”, said she,...
VOLUME-2 Chapter X Nelly and Sophy. • The beer-house again. • Sophy’s belly. • On the road. • Against a tree. • At the baudy house with Sophy. • Her narrative. • Tom and the three sisters. • Fred on the scent.-Pender’s troubles. I had some food at an hotel, then returning on foot saw at the end of the lane two peasant girls in their Sunday finery. I looked at first without recognizing them, but as I got close saw one was Nelly, the girl I had raped. She stopped, I smiled. “You here, why?”...
My daughter lives with her husband in a different state far away from me and her mom, so while I was on a business trip near their home I decided to visit for a few days. My wife visited them last summer for two weeks, I was busy at work and couldn’t come with her. Me and my daughter had a great relationship she always call to see if I was ok and text me just to say hello. My daughter is half Japanese and American, she met her husband in college, he’s a good guy that works hard. I see them both...
VOLUME-1 Chapter XI We could not get servants for some time. A middle-aged charwoman came to assist, and one of her daughters came from time to time, stopping generally the night. Their cottage was not far off, I had seen the girl from an infant, she was then about eighteen years old. I had often smiled when I met her, of course I smiled now. She was quite a slim little girl, there was nothing of her, but I was at an age when anything having a cunt attracted me. Profiting by experience, I...
VOLUME-2 Chapter III A day or two recruited me, I wrote to Camille who met me in the street, she had sent the girl to the theatre with a friend, so I went indoors with her. “Have you done it to her?” was the first question, as if she did not know, I told her all. She questioned me with strong interest. I gave her the fifty pounds. Then she asked me if Louise had told me where she came from, and other questions, which I saw were put to see, if Louise had told about their relationship. As we...
A raucous laugh coils over the cubicle wall, causing the edges of my vision to blur then blacken a bit. Focus on the computer screen. It’ll stop. I promise. I try to get the spreadsheet to stop blurring, come into focus. The laughter gets louder, putting the lie to my promise. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly. Almost painfully so. Stop. For God’s sake. Please stop. “Heh, heh, heh...” It’s part of the never-ending litany of bizarre noises and strange odors emanating from his cubicle. Weird...
Tami's Secret Life The day began in the usual manner. Everyone was rushing around trying toget out of the dorm. There was one exception and her name was Tami. Tami was just another ordinary girl, like all the others, she was full oflife, energy and spunk. Except today however; Tami was not so energetic orfull of life. Tami was dreading today, actually it was not today that Tamiwas dreading it was the break that was coming after today. Tami was a 17 yr old Senior at the rustic Mayville Boarding...
The Secret Life of Millicent Shakspeare by Bryony Marsh If anybody had seen the youth as he scaled the stile and cut across the fields, they wouldn't have thought much of it. Few would have recognised him: he wasn't a native of Shottery, and only an occasional visitor. He left clear footprints in the soft earth, the overnight frost having been light: not enough to firm up the ground. A dog barked half-heartedly when he reached the Hathaway farmhouse. Once the boy saw that it was...
The banner across the top of the card read “The Secret Life” and had a small red heart next to it with a tiny letter “F” inside, which Emily assumed stood for “Female”, as it was a “Female” who had dropped it in the shop where she worked. Initially believing it to be a credit card, Emily went after the woman, but when she realised what she held, she deftly pocketed it and returned to her counter. The “Secret Life” club was a well-established venue in the city where Emily lived, and carried a...
Emily felt uneasy as she watched her daughter Madison, throw her weekend bag into the trunk of the red convertible and climb into the driver’s seat. It had been 19 long years since Emily`s infamous fight with her parents which had seen her storm out of the family home and into the tiny bedsit above the club. She had announced her pregnancy with a joyous heart, firmly believing that her kind and loving parents would embrace her and revel in the prospect of the birth of their first grandchild,...
The Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 3 (January 7-10 2019) Revision Feb 10, 20 2019 Oh gee I hope this makes up for the other day, Claire thought as she sat in the front living room of their student house. Claire had on a nice if a bit functional outfit: a long sleeved red-black blouse with a low cut area around her bosom, showing off her fantastic assets there. Matching with that, she wore a short dark pencil skirt and then a pair of black 3 in heels, which were upon criss-crossed...
The Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 8 Written May-July 2020 "C'mon hurry Claire!" Ally made sure she could make her way, along with Claire, to the party house early that fall morning. What she saw in a text message from Becky caused her to get up quickly and get themselves over there quickly. Granted Ally and Claire took some time to clean up after their 'pleasure session' from last night, though all they could muster was a pink bathrobe for Claire, and a maroon one for Ally,...
Tracey the LifeguardBy: Jake OliveNote: As always, feedback is greatly appreciated. [email protected] had finally come to England and Tracey was very happy to be working as a pool lifeguard. At 22 Tracey was probably a bit too old to still be holding temporary summer employment but she had spent the last four summers working as a lifeguard and she couldn’t think of any reason to stop now! Tracey’s wasn‘t always the brightest or most mature girl in the world and unfortunately she had...
“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...
Robert had become my secrete sex partner, he's somewhat kinky. He only wants to engage in sex acts out doors or in basements. We both were students in the same urban college, but resided in different dorms. Not once had we ever had sex in our respective dorm rooms. Robert stood 5'8" tall and weighed close to 190lbs, he wasn't heavily built, yet he was well defined. His penis was average, about seven or eight inches long and 1 to 1 1/2 inches wide, balls the size of a peach stone that hung in...
Hello friends, this is karthik here again. This is a continuation of the first part published on the topic “Affair With Married Secrete Friend In Discrete”. First part is more about how we started the affair. Here let me describe how wonderful was our first love making session. It was awesome, I get tempted even today when thinking of what happened on that day.we grew very strong relationship just like a real husband and wife. We use to meet whenever we get time. chat for the whole day through...
It was a few months after my sexual assault by Charlie, Bruce and Daniel. I was staying much to myself as I continued my classes I was still the my ninth grade. The three ruffians had taken numerous of me being sexed by them in numerous positions. When they wanted me again a picture would some how end up in my locker or posted to the students info board. Most would have a note saying ' ... meet where we ran ... '. I knew it was the wooded area behind the track field so I would head there and...
Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 5: Third Year Trepidations Part 2/3 (Part 6) November 17, 18, 22-23 "Ok, Claire what is it that you want to talk about?" Jason as the two sat at a local bar, on a late Wednesday afternoon in October. He looked at his on and off (several times over) girlfriend, a blonde hottie named Claire Robbins. She was quite pretty, but Jason felt she was quite 'bimbo'. Here she was, clad in a hot pink one piece dress with designer high heels, with her hands...
Introduction: on the outside i am a housewife and mother, but when no one is around i am a cock hungry slave…just a normal day for me I have a secret, a dark secret. I have a secret life. During the day and when my husband is home I am a mother and a housewife. I run my house and make sure everyone is out and about on time for work and school. I keep my house clean and make sure everything is in order. But once everyone is out of the house I become a different woman. I have an hour to get ready...
The author kindly advises that this story and its characters are entirely fictitious. It contains descriptions of exhibitionism, voyeurism, lesbian group sex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old. Readers are advised to read the previous episodes first.4. New York Secret Lesbian Circle – The Party(Maxine Santos becomes part of the Circle and goes to her first lesbian orgy.) It was a mild Tuesday morning in New York City. The early sun, breaking through the...
VOLUME-2 CHAPTER XIII. Fred on flat-fucking.—In town with Laura.—Back at the school.—Pictures for young ladies.—Fred's ankle.—Mrs. Maria's weakness.—To London alone.—Laura and Mabel.—Three in a bed.—A risky poke.—Groping for the pot.—Nearly caught.—Fred joins us. When I awakened on Sunday, I thought I had been dreaming, the images of a dozen and more modest naked women passed through my brain. I could think of nothing else, waited at the gate to see the young...