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Writers are not only writers, but often also readers. I read a lot of porn stories by fellow writers. Because I am curious as to what they write and how they write, and of course because their stories often excite me. Some time ago I came across the deliciously horny stories written by Tigerlover. My heart beat went up because of them. By their contents and by her staccato writing style. It was as if she whispered the stories into my ears, intimately and panting. As if some sphlnx like woman...
Bob and I have been married for three years. We have a perfect life with both of us at a challenging and advantageous position at a prestigious law firm. I had just got home and was changing into more comfortable clothes when Bob came into our bedroom. I gave him a quick kiss because I was about to put on my blouse, and I didn't want to get him started by me being bare-breasted. He did squeeze my left breast, but I was one step ahead of him, getting my blouse over my head and covering my...
Office SexPART 1: The Interview >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Luke stands in the elevator, making his way up to the top floor of the Salesforce Tower. He has his coffee in hand wearing his backpack on one shoulder. He stares at his reflection on the elevator door. He stands at 6’0 dressed in his usual business casual look. He has silver pants tailored to his build with a tucked in blue button up shirt and a pair of black shoes. The elevator chimes and the door opens. He makes his way down a...
Bill picked me up at my apartment the morning after my court appearance and soon his limo had brought us to Masterson's office building. I had no idea what was to be the subject of this unexpected meeting. The elevator whisked us up to the 82nd floor and we stepped into a very tasteful reception area with original oil paintings on the walls. A conservatively dressed receptionist was evidently expecting us. She informed us in a refined British accent that it would be just a few minutes until...
Rosamund lived in a detached house on a promontory overlooking the sea. That night she made me a simple supper and invited me to stay. If I thought my luck was in I was mistaken. She talked about herself, listened to romantic music on Radio Luxemberg, then she made a couple of telephone calles from the hallway. I slept in the spare bedroom. I had the impression that this was all about something else rather than the seductive episode I had imagined.The following morning Rosamund and I strolled...
MILFShe should have called the cops on me. I probably shouldn't have been where I was, and I certainly should not have been doing what I was doing. Maybe she didn't because she shouldn't have done what she did either. There is a slightly twisted and convoluted story of how my very straight brother became the operations manager of a gay and lesbian bar. I'll spare you the details. Probably the biggest factor that allowed him to turn a failing business into a thriving one is that he hired me as...
FetishWhen I got to the bookstore, everyone was in a tailspin. Liz and Brian looked fearful and wouldn't answer when I said good morning to them; they just stocked the mysteries as if their life depended on it. Pauline was white as paper while she worked the register; her usually cheery lips in a grim line. And Sue, who spent six hours out of eight talking to her boyfriend on the phone, was studiously doing inventory in the children's section. I wondered if the weirdness had anything to do with the...
ReluctanceThe School Dance had come around again. These horror shows were part of our Socialisation Program and attendance was compulsory. Having a date was preferred but not compulsory.I dodged most of them by using the Asthma Card but that was wearing thin. The School Nurse told me it was too much of a coincidence that I would have an asthma attack before every event that I didn’t like. I told her it was brought on by the stress of being forced into unpleasant and painful experiences. She told me she...
It had been a long, hot day of picking and planting in the blazing sun when trouble came running over the hill. With locks as red as the devil’s tail a flowing and titties shifting from side to side, she said, “Come on James. I’ve had my eyes on you. Come with me,” as she grabbed my hand and rushed me to the tool shed.And I went, even though I knew there would be trouble. She was the lady of the house, Sally Grimes, the wife of the owner of the plantation, the master of all the slaves...
ReluctanceJean is a real pistol. She is 50 to my 39 and I suppose she almost looks it. I wouldn't say that she is truly pretty, but she's a ball of fire and has that infinite capacity for enjoying the situation, whatever it is. She is tall, about 5'9" or so and about 135 or 140, but still diminutive compared to my 6'4" and 245 lbs. Aside from her personality, which is wonderful, her best features are her breasts. They are almost a D cup and sit full on her chest with just a slight sag that I...
It had been about fifteen minutes sitting in my car before she arrived. I was kinda nervous sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot of a shady motel .. mid day and all.But I was desparate not to end up in jail for fraud and other charges including but not limited to Statutory **** (More on that later) .. Melody knew that and she was gonna exploit that fact to death.I was her slave .. so to speak.I was lost in thought when the sound of crunching gravel distracted me. I looked out of the...
I was so used to all three of us housemates just strolling into each others rooms when our bedroom doors are unlocked or open that I hadn’t even spared a second thought as I walked into her room but the instant that I see her I know I have fucked up. Sierra is sitting on her bed completely naked with her legs spread wide and her fingers buried deep in her pussy. Two thoughts run through my mind as I see Sierra in such a position, ‘that is so fucking hot’ and ‘oh shit, she’s going to kill me'....
I kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....
InterracialI kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....
InterracialEIGHT MONTHS LATER A gentle knock on my door wakes me from my slumber. With bleary eyes, I stare over at my alarm clock- 8:05am. "I'm good, thanks," I yell through the door. Getting up before 10am on a cold December Sunday morning? I don't think so. "Okay," Charlotte replies, leaving me in peace. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling for a bit before swinging my soft, hairless legs out of bed and padding over to my bathroom. I stare at my cute reflection in the mirror and...
THE FOLLOWING DAY I open my eyes and stare around at the strange room. It's undoubtedly a man's room- very formal, with hardwood wardrobes and chests of drawers lining the walls. For a moment I don't remember where I am, but all of a sudden, yesterday's events come flooding back to me. With a sigh, I throw back the covers and walk into the en-suite bathroom. I smile as I look at the package waiting for me on the counter. the label has a very simple message written on it- 'with all my...
FIVE MONTHS LATER "Oww..." Charlotte moans as I pull the laces of her corset ever tighter. "Whose stupid idea was this again?" "Yours," I laugh as I give the laces one final pull before tying them in a bow. "I wish I had less imagination," Charlotte laughs as she pulls on the remaining layers of her elaborate Victorian-style ball gown. "Is it at least closed at the back?" "Of course," I say with pride. "If your corset-maker is to be believed, we're both now proud owners of 20...
Charlotte, a very nice looking 22yr old girl, wasn't sure why she was going to see Vera today, other than because Vera told her she should come back. She certainly didn't look forward to these "appointments", if that's what you could even call them at this point, and her back was feeling much better. Yet here she was, walking slowly towards Vera's house for another treatment that she didn't really need or want. Charlotte wondered if perhaps she did like the treatments, but simply wasn't willing...
#A super hot brunette model! An epic gangbang!Charlotte left early because she was afraid of being late and she wasn’t too familiar with the football stadium on campus. However, it was a nice day to take a stroll, and she enjoyed the walk as she neared her destination. When she arrived at her destination and entered the stadium, Charlotte found a helpful security guard and was able to locate the locker room without much trouble. She stopped abruptly just then, having reached her destination....
"Happy Valentine's Day!" I say happily, clinking my wine glass with that of the sexy guy opposite me. I'm dressed in a short, slinky black dress, translucent seamed stockings and extra-high heels (much to my boyfriend's chagrin), whilst the handsome man opposite me is wearing a smart suit with a bright white shirt and a plain grey tie. "Happy Valentine's Day," Stuart says, sipping his wine with one hand whilst his other hand links his fingers with mine. "This is...
Charlotte had never felt so alone since she’d arrived in Northern Ireland. It had been three days since the party and there had been no word from Emma. Charlotte had contemplated calling around but given how Emma had told her to fuck off, she wasn’t sure of the reception she might get.Deirdre was still in Spain for another week and Fergal was helping his Dad for a few days and said he was too knackered in the evenings to do anything but sleep.The only high note on the horizon was that she was...
Novels"To Viks!" The five of us toast, clinking our glasses of champagne (or in Charlotte's case, non-alcoholic champagne) together. "Seriously, you guys," Viks complains, "my birthday isn't until tomorrow!" "Yeah, but we've got to share you with a BOY tomorrow," Hannah giggles. "Tonight it's all girls, girls, girls!" "And on that topic," Mary giggles, "Jamie, where the hell did you get those amazing nails?" I laugh as I wave my extra-long fingernails for the girls, highlighting the...
"Wake up!" I hear a voice shout, startling me out of my slumber. "Huh?" I ask, blinking my eyes to try to focus them in the glare of the late August sun. "We've still got plenty to do," My husband says softly, waking me further with a gentle kiss before helping me lift my bikini-clad body off the sun lounger. "You know most 25 year olds DON'T spend their free time dozing off in the garden?" "Oh- shut up, you," I moan, before giggling as Stuart wraps a strong arm around my tanned...
"Beautiful, Jamie," the photographer calls to me as I turn my head and look off into the middle distance, giving the photographer a perfect view of the necklace and earrings I'm wearing- not to mention the exquisite white wedding dress! The dress is strapless, but doesn't show off too much cleavage, and hugs my curves beautifully. I have incredibly long fake nails- extending over an inch from my fingertip- attached to each digit and my make-up is applied flawlessly. My long blonde...
After the conversation I had with Mike's Mum on the phone, which brought her to an incredible orgasm, I was left feeling so aroused, I couldn't think straight. I discreetly adjusted the erection in my pants and made my way back to the bar counter. I handed over the telephone to the bar maid, Who was told by Liz in a call to the bar, that it was my Mother who needed to speak with me 'urgently.' "Is everything ok?" She asked. "Yeh. It was Just a domestic incident, between my Mum...
“ So Charlotte,” Mrs. Denver repeated, “Now I need to deal with you my girl.” “ Yes Mrs. Denver,” Charlotte replied timidly. Charlotte walked up to Mrs. Denver’s desk and tried a smile that wasn’t returned, so stood waiting. Charlotte was nervous and Mrs. Denver saw it. Mrs. Denver enjoyed watching her assistant struggle, looking so young, and in fact so attractive. She had often had whimsical thoughts about the girl, sexual ones, although doubted they would be returned. The age difference...
Spanking"Tighter," I order, eliciting a cry of exasperation from the person behind me. "It's already closed at the back, it won't go any tighter!" Charlotte sighs in desperation. "Are you sure?" I ask, gripping my dresser for support as I gasp for air. "Positive," Charlotte replies. "If it went any tighter you'd probably faint mid-meal! Of course, if that's what you're going for..." "This is date number three," I explain as Charlotte ties off the laces on my tightest under bust corset....
"I am the resurrection and the life,' says the Lord. 'Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die." I take a deep breath through my nose and stare over at my mother's tear-stained face as the priest continues speaking. "We are gathered here today to pay our last respects," the priest announces, "and to celebrate the life of Joan Mary Woodgate, beloved wife, mother and grandmother." I smile as I feel Stuart grip my...
Charlotte’s mind was a whirl for the next few days. She found her thoughts drifting between Dortz, the guy she’d met in the bar and Fiona, Emma’s older sister who had kissed her and made her cum later that night. On Monday morning, she sat in the school art room with her two new friends, Emma and Deirdre, and relived the weekend with them. Occasionally, they did some sketches of the stuffed duck that stood forlornly on the desk in front of them. Deirdre was describing how she’d had to sneak a...
Novels‘This is officially the worst day of my life.’ Charlotte paused and lifted her pale blue eyes from her diary. She looked around her room, Robert Smith staring down at her from every wall. She smiled slightly as the opening bars of ‘Fascination Street’ began to reverberate around the room.Charlotte had not taken the news that her dad had got a new job well. She was pleased until she heard it involved uprooting her from her school, her friends and her life in Liverpool to go and live in some...
TeenSEVEN AND A HALF MONTHS LATER... "Let's just do this, okay?" Charlotte sighs as she wraps her arms around me and moves her body closer to mine. Nodding stoically, I take a deep breath and lean into my BFF, kissing her as deeply as I've ever kissed my boyfriend. "Sixty seconds start now!" Paul laughs from behind me as I close my eyes and turn my head in toward Charlotte and away from the videophone that is inevitably recording my embarrassment. I should also point out that the only...
My hands shake with nerves as I- and everyone else in the vast room- watch the action unfolding on the television with baited breath. "Come on," I whisper. "I know you can do it..." "The winner," the blonde TV presenter announces in her refined northern accent, "of Strictly Come Dancing 2015 is..." A long, agonising pause fills the room as everyone holds their breath, waiting for the inevitable announcement. "...Hannah and Robin!" the presenter says in a happy voice, prompting...
It startled Charlotte when she heard the distant sound of a wagon approaching. Henry was not to be home for another two days, Charlotte anxious for his return, the two month trip too long to be without her beloved husband. Lord Michael had sent him to France for some urgent business, Henry was a much better negotiator than him. Lord Michael loved to win more than reach an amenable agreement. Charlotte looked into the mirror, brushing aside an errant hair from her face, smiling broadly at the...
"Try and relax!" Stuart urges me as I stretch my bikini-clad body on the sun lounger. "It's a nice hot day, you've got a VERY nice, VERY hot body..." I snort a laugh as Stuart takes off his loose t-shirt and sits down next to me, rubbing sunscreen into his hands. A genuine smile creeps over my face as I roll onto my front and Stuart unties the back of my bikini top, before smearing the cool liquid into my back. "Mmm... Soft," Stuart laughs as I remain silent. "Jamie... Please try and...
Fiona parked outside Charlotte’s house when they got back from their trip across the border. Charlotte longed to lean across and kiss Fiona but knew that sort of thing was never going to happen. Not in broad daylight with her mother watching through the living room window.“Thanks for being my model.”“I loved it. And I’ll drop the dress round later.”“There’s no rush. Drop it round any time. I’m heading back to Belfast this evening. Need to get into the darkroom to develop these pictures, and...
NovelsThe Chronicles of Abby: Jeff Babysitting Abby and Charlotte(Abby’s Perspective)Synopsis: This part of the story is a sequel to the episode “Abby’s Birthday Part 2”. Abby’s dad needed to work on a project and he won’t be around to care for Abby. So, he placed Abby under his neighbor’s teenage son, Jeff’s care. Jeff got to babysit his little step sister, Charlotte and his neighbor little Abby.[SEXY COMMENTS APPRECIATED!!!] Jim had just fetched Jeff and Charlotte home from school. Before heading...
"Remember when these lessons used to be just for the two of us?" I ask Charlotte as we tie our shiny satin pointe shoes to our feet. "Barely," my BFF giggles. "Then again, who is it who's always saying 'you can never have too many friends'?" "Yes, yes, okay," I laugh as I return to the barre, flanked by over a dozen of my friends. As we run through the remainder of our steps, I smile as I muse on what Charlotte said, and how right she is, especially at this time of year. In exactly...
Charlotte and I had been married for a few years, we had both been marriedbefore to very boring and straight laced people, neither of whom had been very adventurous with sex. Charlotte was a really hot curvy woman with large firm breasts and when she got turned on her nipples were like hard bullets, her ass was a sexy round shape. Since meeting we had been making up for lost time becoming more sexually adventurous as trust built between us. Whatever fantasy or sexual adventure either of us...
My heart is racing and my palms are clammy. My mouth is bone dry from not having eaten in 24 hours and I'm shaking like a leaf. "Okay Miss Burke," the doctor says as he injects a syringe into my IV drip. "I want you to count backwards from ten. Can you do that, please?" "Ten," I whisper hoarsely. "Nine, e-eight, um, seven..." My head starts to spin as I find it harder and harder to keep my eyes open. "Six, um, six?" I ask as my brain fogs over and my entire body feels like it's...
CHARLOTTE'S WEBCHAPTER 1.Charlotte was a big girl. No........... not fat. She was what most red blooded men wanted................... A nice big healthy girl with plenty of curves to admire and get hold of. After having two k**s a few years ago she still had plenty of milk to feed them, and liked the way her tits looked and felt when they were full and solid with milk.Short dark hair and with sexy glasses and a cum fuck me smile, she was also a fun person to be with. She liked to party with...
"So... Yeah," I say as the professional make-up artist applies a layer of adhesive to the tops of my ears. "Why, exactly, again?" "It's his favourite show," Charlotte explains. "He's done so much for us over the years, it's only fair we throw him a party for once." "And he's 55 this year, it's as good a time as any," Hannah says. "And the show's celebrating its fiftieth anniversary, it just makes sense, really." "Oh, I get that," I say as the make-up artist applies latex...
"I'm Jamie-Lee Burke, on behalf of Infemme- THE fragrance for women, exclusive to amazon.co.uk!" I grin widely as I place one hand on my hip whilst another holds up a bottle of expensive, branded perfume for the video and still cameras that are recording me. Naturally, my look is perfect. In addition to professionally-applied make up and nail polish, I'm wearing a chic, tight top, a cute black skirt with wavy pleats, opaque black tights, and my long blonde hair has been teased and...
"Jamie?" the young man asks with confusion as he answers his front door. "What are you doing here this early?" "I'm here," I tell the expectant young man, "Because I love you... Stuart." Stuart closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "You love me... But?" Stuart asks, making me smile and roll my eyes at the handsome transman's paranoia. "No buts," I say. "Plenty of ANDs, though. I love you AND I want to be with you. I love you AND I'm IN love with you. I love you... AND I...
Charlotte was in her room. She watched the 12” disc of black vinyl spinning on the record player as Robert Smith’s voice sang the chorus of ‘The Funeral party.’ She picked up the postcard again. The front showed a group of punks with spiky mohicans in front of a red telephone box with ‘Welcome to London’ written in red, white, and blue below it. She flipped it over and read it again even though she had already committed the three sentences to memory. Hey Charlotte, sorry I didn’t write sooner....
NovelsCharlotte In Stitches Introduction: Now, that their lives were finally free of his work and all their family entanglements, Belle and Charles were free to explore the wonders of BDSM slavery within their Master's Heinleinien Line-Poly-Marriage; grandiosely titled: "The Leather Freehold". Within the Freehold Belle was finally willing to let her husband Charles pursue his life long dream of living 24/7/365 as a Woman, and, more importantly; as her sister slave, and hopefully sister...
SIX WEEKS LATER I blink my eyes awake and roll over in bed, only to be stopped by an unexpected face full of blonde hair that isn't my own. Turning my head to the other side, another long mop of blonde hair- again, not my own- blocks my view. Once I've blinked the early morning tiredness- and a moderate hangover- out of my eyes, the previous night's events return to my memory. "Kris," I whisper, gently nudging the sleeping woman on my left-hand side. "Han, wake up!" I whisper to...
I've never been the world's most masculine man- at 5' 5" and a slender 8 and a half stone- but this is just ridiculous. When I went to bed last night, I was wearing my boxer shorts. When I wake up this morning, things are quite different. The first thing I'm aware of is the smell. Like a bomb had gone off in a perfume factory, the sweet floral scent seemed to surround me. Then came the taste of cherry on my lips, and a tingling sensation over my whole body. I open my eyes and reach...
SIX WEEKS LATER "Vive La France!" Krystie happily exclaims in my ear, over the noise of the crowded Parisian nightclub. "This is so cool!" I happily reply as I dance with my friend, the two of us attracting the attention of virtually every boy in the club in our tiny clubbing dresses and extra-high heels- not to mention our voluminous hair and heavy make-up! "Yeah, who needs BOYS anyway?" Krystie asks. "I'll try not to take that personally!" Stuart yells over the noise of the...
Chapter 1 Pool Party ?Can I help you, Charlotte?? asked Charlie Kenwood. It was almost two in the morning. He’d been in his home office when a noise from the kitchen brought him to investigate. He’d flipped on the light to find Charlotte Simmons, one of his daughter Celeste’s classmates searching through the kitchen cabinets. His gaze was instantly drawn to the exposed cheeks of Charlotte’s bare bottom. She’s not wearing any panty realized Charlie as he quietly thanked the...
“Mum, I don’t need Nellie to check up on me,” Daniel bleated.Maggie looked steadfastly at her sixteen-year-old step-son. “Yes, you do. Your sister will phone daily and pop-in a few times a week just to check you are Ok.” After a moment she added firmly, “And that the house is Ok. Understood?”Maggie was actually Daniel’s step-sister and both had been adopted when under a year-old, but the whole family ignored that fact and saw themselves as mum, son, and daughter.Daniel said a reluctant, “OK,...
SpankingAs the classical music reaches its crescendo, I lower myself from pointe and dip into a perfect ballerina's curtsey, spreading my voluminous tutu beneath me as the crowd roars with rapturous applause. "Three cheers for the birthday girl!" Stuart yells from the audience, making me blush as I stand back up. "Hip hip!" Stuart yells. "Hooray!" The crowd enthusiastically responds. "Everybody, please," I say, cringing with embarrassment. "Hip hip!" Stuart yells again. "Hooray!"...
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Thinking back I recalled the numerous times that I had sex in a vehicle and I decided to write about those times in my life. My first thoughts were to rank the encounters from the least memorable to the most memorable. However since the best car sex partner ever was also my last, I decided to just go in chronological order. CHAPTER 01 – Penny 1963 CHAPTER 02 – Erica 1963 CHAPTER 03 – June 1967 CHAPTER 04 – Jackie 1969 CHAPTER 05 – Charlotte 1971 CHAPTER 06 – Pam 1975 ...
Lord Bishop had summoned her on Tuesday, Charlotte knowing that there was news from the hearing that was held on Monday. Now she could get on with her life, able to control her own destiny and that of Anna and Jenna. They had taken their father’s death hard, but they were resilient, just like their mother. They all knew they had to build a new life and go on without him. Her stomach was fluttering, barely able to get any breakfast down, hoping for good news. She arrived fifteen minutes...
I take a deep breath as I pin the translucent white veil to my elaborately-styled hair, before draping it over my immaculately made-up face. I fidget a bit in my dress, causing the voluminous strapless creation to rustle, especially as I adjust the low-cut sweetheart neckline. I nervously tap my feet in my low-heeled shoes (Low-heeled as my fianc? is only a couple of inches taller than me), before a call from the next room tell me that it is, at long last, showtime. I grab the bouquet of f...
Charlotte stared out the bus window as the rain pelted against the glass. As the blue and white Ulsterbus trundled its way up the hill from the Ballygawley roundabout, she thought of her weekend with Fiona.They’d spent most of the rest of the weekend in bed once they got home from the shopping and drinking trip. She blushed at the memory of having left the room to go for a pee and, wearing only a tee-shirt, she’d met Tara in the hall with a boy she’d brought home. She’d felt the boy running his...
NovelsAs she walks in the front door, the chef glances up at her, and returns to cooking. It's a fast paced style of cooking called "teppenyaki", where the chef is surrounded on three sides by a very hot table to cook on, which are surrounded by another table for the customers to eat at, which are, in turn, surrounded by stools for the customers to sit on. Adam needs to add a lot of style and flair to his cooking to keep the customers entertained while listening for the customers to tell him what...
Many thanks to Dawnj for editing and general advice. Any mistakes are mine. ***** December 24. As usual, the firm was about to close for the festive season. The presses would be stopped for the time being and even the proofreaders went home without a text and a deadline. The entire staff had gathered in the canteen, and Mr March, the big boss himself, handed out the Christmas boxes to all staff. To all staff present, that is – Charlotte Tenson, his secretary and general dogsbody, wasn’t...
Biology was the one subject that Charlotte,a straight A student at the city's most reputed convent loathed. She had a very important exam the next day, and all Charlotte could think of was her long distance boyfriend,Adam. It was already midnight, and she hadn't studied a single thing,so she considered asking her father for some help. Leaving her pen on the table, Charlotte walked to her parents room, paying no heed when her pen rolled off the table and onto the ground with a thud. Stopping...
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