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Her new husband seemed to be unsociable the morning of their wedding. They invited the priest to dine with them and naturally, he accepted. But Derek barely said a word to the him, so it was up to Vivian to make the elderly man be at ease.

Sykes, quite happy to see his employer married served them with a flourish that was unlike his gruff exterior — and made several mistakes. One served from the left and gathered from the right. The two footmen, Ham and Pete were nearby to offer assistance.

As the perfect hostess, Vivian walked the elderly man out at the end of the meal. When she returned, Derek was just leaving the dining room. She frowned at him, her hands on her hips.

‘Was that really necessary?’

He arched an eyebrow and brushed past her. ‘Was what, my dear?’

‘I seem to recall that you went through quite a lot of time reminding me why I should marry you. So the man who performed the ceremony could at least have had a warmer welcome from you. You hardly said anything to him.’

He seemed distracted. He leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. ‘I’ll leave the niceties to you. It’s a miracle he married us at all.’

‘What do you mean?’

As if he regretting that last statement, Derek’s scowled. ‘I’ll be out for most of the afternoon, Vivian. I told Sykes we’re looking for female servants…hire anyone you need. As a bachelor, I didn’t need much.’ He was already turning away at those last words and headed out the door without donning a hat.

Vivian was left to stand in the wide hallways, alone on her wedding day. Everything hardly seemed real to her. Her eyes took in all the details of décor around her, displayed to her in full daylight. There were priceless oil paintings, ormolu furniture and lush rugs. Everything was foreign.

A sense of loneliness settled over her.

‘Milady?’

She jumped, whirled around to see Sykes standing there in his livery.

‘Sykes!’ She gasped. ‘You really mustn’t sneak up on people like that.’ For such a large man, he moved with startling silence.

‘I was wonderin’ if’n you want to interview the servants yerself. A lady be waitin’ below-stairs fer the housekeepin’ position.’

Vivian blinked. ‘The housekeeper position? But…I’ve only just arrived last night.’

‘Lordship likes things to run smoothly.’

Yes, he would, she decided. But the admission only reminded her that she knew very little about her husband. She let out a breath and straightened herself.

‘Yes, I’ll interview her. Show her into the drawing room in fifteen minutes, please.’

***

Mrs. Barts was a large woman with rosy cheeks and a severe expression. Her hair was still bright red and she dressed respectively in dark clothes. She curtsied before Vivian and took the seat Vivian indicated.

Having no experience in hiring servants, Vivian skimmed the references Mrs. Barts brought with her.

‘Whoever I hire for the position will start immediately, you understand.’ Vivian began, uneasy because she didn’t know exactly how much Derek was willing to pay for a housekeeper.

‘I have no qualms about that, milady.’

‘Also, until very recently…this house was a a bachelor’s residence. Therefore, there aren’t any female servants. Any upstairs maids and kitchen help, I will require that you hire them.’

‘I’ve been looking after Mr. Roberts’ — he was my previous employer — home for more than twenty years. But he’s passed on — bless his soul — so I know the running of a good household, ma’am.’

Mrs. Barts seemed well qualified for the job. But Vivian happened to look up and see Sykes standing at the open doorway, his profile in her view. Vivian had the most suspicious feeling of being guarded by that man.

She smiled at Mrs. Barts. ‘Very well, then Mrs. Barts. You have the job.’

The rotund woman beamed. ‘Thank you, ma’am.’

‘I will have Sykes show you where you will be staying.’ She stood up, signaling the end of the interview. ‘Mrs. Barts, I do have to inform you that…this household houses male servants who are a bit…rough around the edges. So I implore you to exercise patience where they are concerned.’

Mrs. Barts nodded, her red hair which was pinned up in a bun above her head moving slightly forward as she did so. ‘I shall not disappoint you, milady. Or his lordship.’

‘Excellent.’

***

Derek arrived at the Runners’ office by foot. Head of the office was Jacob Lerner, a man well into his forties who’d been a runner himself in his younger days. He sat at his desk, looking over some documents, probably of assignments that were completed.

‘Came to pick up my assignments, Lerner.’ Derek said, walking into the office and seating himself in a chair across from his employer. Lerner slowly looked up from his documents, unfurling his face from the deep frown of concentration.

‘Good morning, Trentham. And may I offer my congratulations?’

Derek’s eyes narrowed. ‘Who told you?’

‘This is the Bow Street Runners’ office. There is nothing we don’t know.’ Chuckled Lerner. His gray speckled beard lifted in a smile. ‘Now what the hell are you doing here on your wedding day?’

‘A man has to work to support his wife.’ Lerner snorted. ‘You don’t. You’re rich as Croesus.’ He leaned back into his chair, causing it to screech faintly. ‘You should be with your wife.’

At the moment, being with his wife was the last thing Derek wanted. He fought the impatience that triggered every nerve in his body, the restlessness that seemed to haunt him every waking moment. Derek Trentham, loving husband and doting father. He couldn’t be that person, not yet. He wanted the thrill of the chase, to bring down hardcore criminals with the threat of danger and bloodshed. He wanted that feeling of having nothing to lose…the possibility of dying…

‘Are you going to give me my assignment or not, Lerner?’

Lerner made a big show of thinking this over, turning the stylus in his hand slowly.

‘There comes a time in every man’s life, Trentham, when he should focus his attention on the more important things in life. A career as a runner is taxing, on both the man and his wife and the children they have.’

Derek’s eyes narrowed. ‘Spit it out, Lerner.’

‘You’ve just got married. You’ve got a woman to consider now. What will happen if you injure yourself on assignment, or worse?’

‘You just said I was rich as Croesus. Vivian will be taken care of.’

Lerner put the stylus down, folded his hands on the desk. ‘Vivian, a lovely name.’

‘I didn’t come here to talk about my wife’s name — ‘

‘I’m giving this next assignment to Nathan. As of this morning, Trentham, you are dismissed from the runners, in all honor.’

‘What the devil?’

‘I’m doing this as a favor. Consider your wife, she deserves a husband who will be there for her, not running around for months on end chasing a lead that may not exist.’

Derek’s eyes darkened. ‘You’re doing me a favor.’ He repeated quietly. How many favors Lerner had done for him these past few years…the major one being his approach to Derek in prison, offering him a job to catch the very men he used to associate with.

‘You bloody bastard.’ Derek muttered, standing up. Lerner took no offense from this, as he’d been called worse in his line of work. He shuffled papers around and picked up the stylus.

‘I’ll have my wife call on yours soon. Mary’s always looking for new blood.’

New blood, indeed. Was this what his life was going to be reduced to, Derek wondered. To formal dinners where his wife would gossip and he to cast out charming anecdotes at port and cigars? Derek shuddered at the thought.

How easily he had started to view Vivian as his wife. She’d be there to run his household and warm his bed at night.

His cock stirred at the very thought of her s
oft and willing in his arms.

He entered the street and headed in the direction toward home, since he had nowhere else to go. Then he thought better of it and turned in the direction of his club. If he was going to fully immerse himself as an ‘idle gentleman’ than he might as well make use of the very expensive membership at White’s.

Unlike in the rest of society, he was only just acceptable, thanks to his father and several loyal friends. Derek hardly found a reason to spend time there, sitting about reading the newspaper or playing cards. He believed a man could do better things with his time than waste away in a room full of cigar smoke and leather. Yet that very idea seemed more appealing than going home to his beautiful new wife.

***

Interview housekeeping position. Make a list of things and rooms to clean. Read off said list to the footman and new housekeeper. Have lunch. Inform the gardener — an ex-con — that dandelions are not flowers. Write some letters and then have dinner.

Vivian never thought she’d spend her wedding day alone. She occupied her day with a list of things to do. Dinner had come and gone, a feast prepared by Cook, a man who used to cook for a French count before the Revolution. However her husband managed to find this odd array of servants, she would never know. Yet they all seemed to be reformed and completely loyal and devoted to Derek.

As she readied for bed, with the help of Mrs. Barts, Vivian tried not to think of where Derek might have been all day. Had he gone off to drink, to spend time at his clubs? Was he even a member of any clubs? Then she wondered if he went back to Francesca’s brothel…the thought tore at her in some horrid way.

They didn’t love each other and certainly men of his rank often visited such places or kept a mistress, yet she would have thought he’d at least delay because it was their wedding night. Obviously such an event would hardly interrupt his routine.

Vivian settled into bed. She’d taken the room connected to Derek’s where the wife was supposed to be. Decorated in pale rose and green with miniature portraits of the ladies who used to occupy the room, it was the very place of femininity.

She must have lain there for an hour or so, just thinking, when suddenly she heard fumbling in the room next door. Her eyes darted to the connecting door, and she heard a lot of cursing and then a loud bump, followed by another string of oaths. She sat up in bed just as the noise drew closer. The connecting door swung open and Derek stood there, filling the frame with his large form.

‘What the devil are you doing here?’ He demanded, none too quietly.

She was happy to see him, even relieved. And she desperately wanted to ask where he’d been all night. Instead, she said, ‘I’m trying to sleep.’

He came to the foot of the bed. His jacket and vest were gone, and his shirt was left half unbuttoned. He looked a mess. Shyly, she held the blankets up to her chest. He pointed in the direction of his room.

‘Then why aren’t you in bed?’

She looked at him, bemused. ‘I am in bed.’ Was he foxed? Oh dear, had she married a drunk? But this fault paled against those of Lord Garner’s, she told herself.

‘My bed — our bed. Why aren’t you in our bed?’ He said a little more loudly.

‘Married couples don’t sleep in the same bed. It’s just not the thing…’

He came around to her side and pulled at the covers. He faltered when she instinctively jerked them back. There was a bit of a tug-of-war when finally he yanked them from her.

‘I don’t care what is ‘the thing’ or not. Damn it all. You’re my wife and you will sleep where I sleep.’ He gazed at her intently. ‘I think it’s ridic…ridiculous that wives sleep apart from their husbands…’

He leaned over to pull her up from bed and now she could smell the liquor on him. He wrapped an arm around her and then without a word, he lifted her into his arms. She feared being dropped, as he was obviously drunk.

‘Put me down, Derek.’ She said, clasping her hands around his neck for support. He walked slowly to his room.

‘I won’t drop you, Vivian.’ He murmured. So far, he’d walked pretty steadily, but when he looked down at her, he stumbled forward. Vivian clung for dear life, but Derek managed to catch himself and set her gently on the bed. He himself didn’t move so gracefully and collapsed onto the bed next to her.

She sat up, trying to make sense of it all. Derek was finding comfort in the bed, crawling up toward his pillow to bury his face into it.

‘Dismissed.’ He mumbled.

‘Dismissed? What are you talking about, Derek?’ She pushed him onto his back and he dazedly rolled his head to the side and smirked.

‘From the runners. Bow Street.’

‘You were a runner?’

‘Don’t worry. I’m still rich…you married a rich man…smart lady.’

It felt like another jab at her. First he had called her innocent and naïve, and now he thought she cared only about money.

‘I didn’t marry you for your money.’ She answered quietly.

”Course you didn’t…’ His eyes were closed and his voice grew quiet. ‘You didn’t marry me for anythin’…got nothing but money…shouldn’t have married a criminal…’

His voice had taken on a note of sadness. His hand blindly reached out for hers and he brought it to rest on his chest.

She couldn’t help but brush away a lock of hair that fell over his forehead, as if he were a lost little boy.

‘Are you a criminal, Derek?’ She asked.

‘The very worst.’ He mumbled. ‘Shouldn’t-a married me.’

He slipped into the deep sleep of drink. Vivian glanced around the master bedroom, warmed by the great fireplace. Sighing, she settled into bed, keeping her hand within his grasp. It made her feel closer to him somehow. She had a feeling he would slip back into that guarded, temperamental persona in the morning, so if she could at least bond with him briefly, it would be enough for now.

‘What’s made you so angry?’ She whispered, staring at his beautiful profile in the darkness. ‘I hope one day you will tell me, Derek.’

***

Vivian felt a great weight over her waist when she woke up. As she shifted in bed, she realized it was Derek’s arm anchoring her down. For a fleeting moment, she realized that such a feeling of being held was comforting and it made something in her stomach flutter. But she quickly pushed these feelings aside and slipped out of bed quietly.

She padded back to her room — her former room — and rang for Mrs. Barts. She would have to serve as lady’s maid until one could be hired. But it was Pete who knocked on the door.

‘Where is Mrs. Barts?’ She asked.

‘Below stars, milady. Seeing to hiring upstairs maids, she is. Seeing one now. Mrs. Barts says to the girl to seek a job somewhere else, and the girl started crying.’

‘Why is she crying?’

He shrugged. ‘I only heard what Ham told me and he also told me to come get you. Said you ought to see to the girl…’

Vivian sighed. Twenty minutes later, she started below stairs. Mrs. Barts bobbed her.

‘Good morning, my lady.’ She spoke in a hushed voice. ‘It’s the girl, she won’t leave. I told her we have no place for her, but she just won’t budge.’

Vivian looked past Mrs. Barts to the crying girl sitting on the bench. She was hunched over, wearing a somewhat daring dress. Though the dress had an Empire waist, it couldn’t hide the growing belly of hers.

‘A respectable household cannot have a girl who’s increasing, my lady.’ Mrs. Barts added. ‘It’s just not done.’

Remembering her husband’s words last night, Vivian looked back at her housekeeper. ‘Has the girl no family?’

‘She’s from…a brothel, my lady. No family.’ The girl looked like she was the same age as Vivian and her cheeks and eyes were red from crying. She hated to see someone helpless, as until recently, Vivian h
ad been in the same circumstance.

Vivian walked up to the girl, who looked up. Upon seeing that this was the lady of the house, the girl quickly got up and curtsied.

‘Good morning, my lady.’ She tried for a smile, but her lips quivered. ‘I heard that you were hiring, my lady. I know I haven’t much to recommend myself…but I’m quick to learn and I’m clever with hair and doing it all fancy, my lady. Or I can help in the kitchen.’

‘Mrs. Barts tells me you used to work in a brothel.’ She saw the way the girl winced at the mention of it. ‘Is that how you got pregnant?’

The girl nodded silently, wiping another tear from her cheek. ‘I don’t want to go back. I won’t bother the men here, my lady, if that’s what you’re worried about. I just want honest work…and to keep my baby. Please, my lady, I will work hard.’

‘What’s your name?’

‘Annie Hamill, my lady.’

What was one prostitute to the household filled of ex-criminals? The girl seemed genuine in her want to work, so Vivian nodded.

‘I will have Pete go fetch your things and move you upstairs. We’ll get you your own room so that you and the baby will have privacy.’

The girl’s mouth quivered, this time in happiness and she smiled. ‘Oh, thank you. Bless you, my lady. You will not regret this.’

Mrs. Barts was pinch-lipped, but she said nothing. As Vivian turned around, she stopped when she saw Derek. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes regarded her with approval. He held their gaze a little longer, then let it go to the girl being led away by Mrs. Barts and Pete, who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the girl.

Derek was once again impeccably dressed, his hair slightly damp from his morning bath. He tilted his head at the girl who just left the hall.

‘Your new lady’s maid?’ He asked.

‘Yes. Do you disapprove my choice?’

He regarded her silently, then said, ‘No. I think it was admirable of you.’ He said nothing else and walked up the stairs to the main floor of the house. It sounded like a compliment, yet she couldn’t take it that way.

Sykes, of course, was waiting at the top of the stairs. He thrust forward a silver salver containing several letters.

‘The post, milady.’

Feeling exasperated, Vivian took them. ‘A butler presents the morning post at the breakfast table, Sykes.

‘I’ll be rememberin’ that.’

She took the letters to the breakfast room and after settling down with her plate, she opened them. Her fork paused in mid-air when she scanned the elegantly written words. Derek walked in just then, a frown still on his face.

‘Barty’s a bit of a bat, isn’t she?’

Confused, Vivian looked up. ‘I beg your pardon?’

‘Barty — that housekeeper you hired.’

‘Her name is Mrs. Barts and I ask that you treat her respectfully, as she’s not one of your ex-criminals.’

Derek shrugged, piling his plate high with food. ‘She spoke to me after you gave orders for the girl to be hired. The old bat asked that I reconsider the girl, hoping I would see the wrong and send the girl packing. She’s supposed to be taking household orders from you.’ His frown deepened. ‘Did you explain to her that this is not an average household?’

‘She isn’t used to it yet. Just give her time.’

‘Everyone who works for me is loyal. I won’t have a housekeeper who’s tight-lipped and looking down her nose at those who are trying to make a better life than what they had.’

Vivian put the invitation down, realizing this bit of information was another facet to her husband. ‘I’ll speak to her about it.’ She answered quietly.

‘Good.’ Derek answered gruffly. The headache he suffered at the moment was pounding and making him more irritable than called for. He could barely recall last night’s events. All he knew was that he spent a good amount of time at his club, drinking with several friends.

He opened his own mail as he ate, trying to ignore the headache as he did so. Invitations, all of them. If they didn’t know he was married by now, they must have drawn the same conclusion when he sent out word he was looking for female servants. A man like him wouldn’t need any unless he married. If only he could keep his personal life private. He could care less of who was caught in bed with whom and which duke was hosting the grandest ball of the season.

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Hello ISS readers.Welcome to the story. This is the continuation of a story named Saranya aunty. Read and enjoy. She dropped her robe on the floor and sat on the sofa with her sexy legs crossed. She is in her skimpy nightgown which covered till her thighs. It had thin straps and gave a good view of her big boobs cleavage. She was looking at me straight into my eyes. I felt nervous as it was my first time and was unable to look into her eyes. I was looking at her thick thighs and semi-naked...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 11

Tanya settled into the house just fine. She decided to be a little different from her "sister" in the way she acted around people. Where Manya was calm, confident and fully aware of her effect on others, Tanya acted as if naive, gullible and totally oblivious of her effect on others. The two had talked about it and decided it was a nice approach to take for Tanya, seeing as how no one knew her this would provide an opportunity for her to get the maximum fucking possible. If there were any...

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Dhanya8217s Diary Chapter 4 Mallu Girl8217s Train Sexcapade Gets Hotter

“Are you fuckers done?” Her soft sweet voice stunned both the men on either side. They felt a chill run down down their spine. The momentary silence made their heartbeats feel as if it was being played on loudspeakers. In what felt like an eternity, Rajesh and Arun stared at each other. They did not dare to look up. They sat there, between the seats, scared, worried, with sweat running down their face. Rajesh could feel his hands trembling, he took his hands off his sexy co-passenger’s exposed...

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Ananya Gives Two Blowjobs For One Job

It was a night before the wedding of my friend’s daughter. That’s where I saw her. Ananya was wearing a golden yellow and green color mixed lehnga. Only a thin strap was going from the right to the left on her back and the remaining areas were left open for everybody to see. I loved her straight brown hairs, curled in the end and pulled out to the front so that people can see her almost naked back clearly. She was teasing every man in the wedding hall. She was beautiful but her lean body and...

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Saranya 8211 The Sexy Neighbor

Eight months, three weeks, four days and, let’s see, eleven hours. That’s how long it’s been since my husband and me had sex. I remember because it was my 53rd birthday. I wouldn’t say since we made love; we haven’t done that in years. We’ve never really had much of a sex life, not since my daughter Suzie was born, and she’s 27 now. We don’t really do much together at all anymore. If it weren’t for me cooking his meals and washing his clothes, I’m not sure Don would even notice me. Sometimes I...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 5 Manya Reborn

Manya woke up early the next morning to find herself alone on the couch. The sun had not risen yet and it was foggy outside. She realized she fell asleep last night on the couch and it must have been Deen who put the blanket over her. He was such a lovely boy, so thoughtful and so caring. She was not in the least worried about him anymore as she had been the last few days. Once she read his diary, all her doubts were cleared, and she knew their relationship would only blossom from that point...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 6

Of all the bitches Gopal had fucked, this was definitely the hottest. Her plump ass, her melon-sized juicy tits, her angelic face, her pouty lips all begged to be fucked and fucked hard. However, he liked a challenge, and this bitch provided none. That's what women were to him - bitches. He reached over and grabbed her huge udders and squeezed them hard, anticipating a bit of a resistance, but instead it seemed to turn her on even more as she began writhing and pushing hard against him,...

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Bethanys Sins

Bethany's Sins (Pride and Greed in too great a measure) Bethany knew beyond doubt that she was the best. Today, she had waltzed outof her low-paid job with the DeMoeira Investments Company with a cool halfa billion dollars to her name (or rather, names, for she used several to claimit all), and to really prove how good she was, she even managed to carry tenmillion in notes right past the security men. Not all the hundreds of millionshad come from this one operation, of course: she had pulled...

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Ananya 8211 My sex Angel

Hey, guys, this is Rahul and I’m back with another story that took place recently. Well, this story is a true story that took place between my reader Ananya and me in Mumbai. So a little about me – I am a northerner residing in Bangalore, a student and I’m 20 years old. I am a footballer, slim, 5’9” tall, and I’m fair. I’m endowed with a tool 6.5” in length and 3” in girth. I love experimenting in bed but my few favourites include eating pussy and extended foreplay. Any feedbacks on the story?...

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Dhanya8217s Diary Chapter 3 Two Horny Men On The Train

Rajesh could feel his body freeze and his hand felt numb. The deafening sound of his heart beating filled his ears. Like a deer caught in the headlights of a car, he didn’t know what to do. He could feel the courage draining from his body. The flashes of light fell on the fellow passengers’ face, It seemed grim. The grin on his face seemed evil with the momentary flashes of light. “Hi, I am Arun”, Rajesh heard him, but he didn’t know how to respond to it. This stranger had witnessed all the...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 9

Today, her 17th birthday, was perhaps the worst day in Manya's life. Her life before her 10th birthday was an unknown to her, she knew she was adopted. Her father had brought her from the small but holy town of Benaras and she had lived in this house ever since. But ever since she could remember, she was highly charged up - sexually. She knew she was also built differently than most other girls her age. Whereas others had small breasts and thin waists, she had started growing boobs at the...

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Lavanya 8211 Part 1 8211 Introduction To Sex World

Hello folks, this is Madhan from chennai.No need to know about me (imagine as yourselves to feel it better). This story is the start of an series lavanya. Lavanya is the heroine of the series. Let me describe about her she is fair in color, 5’6 in height. Her stats are 32-30-32. She is the best friend of my elder sister as both of them are classmates from childhood. This sweet incident of mine happened in2008.I was studying 10 and she was in12 class. She use to visit my house frequently to meet...

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Brittanys Morning Walks

She had just turned 14 and this was her last summer before grade 9. Over the last term of her grade 7 year she suddenly hit puberty and her body became that of a woman. She'd still needed grade 8 to work through that awkward "getting used to the new body" phase and now she was very confident. Her morning walks to the shower had not gone unnoticed by her family. Brittney had always been a nudist but it is only in the last couple of years that her brothers seemed to always get up earlier...

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Sukanya 8211 The Perfect Gym Partner

Hi, I am Akshay from Bangalore! It was a regular day and a routine work out in the gym. I was walking around and I saw Sukanya – the babe that was doing squats. Damn! When I saw that ass, I wanted to just grab it and make it mine. She was 27 years old, a little chubby, beautiful face, and amazing shape. She had the most amazing ass and huge boobs around 36D. I went near her and started a casual conversation about her work that day. A few days passed by and whenever we meet at the gym, we...

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Anya The End

Introduction: Read the others first people Ok people final installment of my Anya series, hope you have enjoyed. I will not be writing any more fiction on this site (probably), but you can find more of my work on FanFiction.com I have written one story for Heroes and one story for Trueblood, more story based than the Anya series but still very hot. I am under the pen name FutureErotic once again and here is the ULR to my profile, should you wish to check out my other stories...

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Anya The End

xoxo Future Part 5 Screaming with everything in her Anya shoved her shoulder against the door, ‘stupid move’ thought Anya seconds later as she cradled her throbbing arm and shoulder. “Fuck you both” screeched Anya not even caring that she sounded like a crazy cat lady. “Bastard’s didn’t even leave me water” mumbled Anya as she surveyed the room. Against the right wall was the horrible wardrobe that couldn’t hide a mouse in it, and a surprisingly descent dresser with a huge mirror....

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Anya

Anya Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I was sure mom would never understand. Working with her every day in the shop was driving me crazy because of the nice things I unpacked and sorted each day. She owns a dress shop in town that caters to the upscale crowd, and I work there after school and on weekends. Over the last year I had let my hair grow out, and now it hangs over my shoulders. I also let my nails grow out, carefully filing them to a little longer, rounded point....

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Anya Battles the Hammer

Introduction: Anya is left alone with Thor, and she makes the mistake of pissing him off. Part 4 Anya Battles the Hammer Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts...

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Anya Battles the Hammer

Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts Anya rested her hand against it and snuggled closer, only to hear an extremely human laugh come from the wall....

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Anya and the Fighter Part 3

That was all Anya Stolnyheva could think just now. The attractive brunette of 18 or 19 years of age now stood outside the door to a luxurious suite of over 4,000 square feet - Fernando Espa's penthouse. She wore a skimpy black dress with maximum cleavage, her long, copper-flecked hair straight and glossy as it flowed down her back. 'Can I really do this?' she wondered. For a second, all that had happened recently seemed to flash before her mind's eye. She and Kol had grown closer, but her...

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Anya Ch 07

I flicked back through the preceding pages in Anya’s diary, looking over what she’d written about Teresa. ‘You are going to need to tell me more about Teresa, my dear.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘But… not right now. Right now, we need to decide on some humiliation for Anya. Something degrading, and electrifyingly exciting. Something unforgettable.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ She beamed at me as she spoke. I paused. I knew what I had in mind. But I was going to make Anya wait. I wasn’t going to tell her… not yet. Not...

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Anya and the Fighter Part 2

"Relax, Brother, no need to be so uptight." 'We are not brothers," Kolkev thought angrily. The older man who had just spoken, Fernando Espa, was of Portuguese descent. The nightclub owner had a little bit of a paunch, but his body still carried a fair amount of muscle. He sat naked on the couch beside a fully clothed Kolkev Jaru. The MMA fighter was impatient to get this meeting over with, but the nightclub owner seemed totally oblivious to his guest's discomfort. He was too busy...

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Anya and the Fighter

How had Kolkev become her boyfriend? That first night remained a blur. Their meeting at the nightclub had been pure chance. The girl had seen him and thought 'Yum,' but she hadn't been prepared for his intelligence or his stubbornness. Even now Anya still had niggling thoughts, after months of dating him. She still didn't think she was good enough for him. Not because she wasn't smart or funny or beautiful. Anya knew she was all of those things. But despite all of it, this mixed martial...

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Ananya Ki RAmesh Ne Dilwai

Ye mere antarvasna par pehli khani hai sabhi pathkon ko mere taraf se lund jhuka ke namaste kahani main koi galti ho to apni chut fula ke mafi mang lena [ for girls] ladke mafi na mange fir bhi chalega… to doston khani shuru karte hain baat us samay ki hai jab main 12 pass karke engenerin main admision liya jawani apne shabab par thi waise to main hostel ane se pehle apni gf ko chod kar aya tha par chodne ki pyas kahan kam hoti hai… Hamare college main gals hostle alag tha kyunki college ka...

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Anya Ch 08

I had no idea how Rachel might react from now on. She was in a totally new place, and so was I. But, I was also intensely turned on, and I had the feeling that Anya was too. ‘Anya, help Rachel take off her dress.’ Anya took the hem of Rachel’s dress in her hand and slowly started lifting it up. First revealing stocking tops, then black satin panties, then Rachel’s slender stomach, then a black lace bra, until finally, Rachel’s dress has been completely removed, and Anya draped it carefully...

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Anya Ch 05

‘Take a shower.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I sat down in her room and waited while she took a shower. Shortly after I heard the water turn off, she walked into the room, naked and towelling her hair. ‘That better?’ ‘Yes, Sir—thank you Sir.’ I smiled. ‘So. You enjoyed being outside, and showing yourself off, did you?’ Anya knelt in front of me, still naked, still damp. ‘Yes, Sir. I did.’ ‘It gets you excited, doesn’t it?’ ‘Yes, Sir. Very excited.’ ‘I thought so. Tell me more.’ She paused. Then...

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Anya Ch 02

I thought my heart was already pounding but, as I heard those words, my heart started thundering in my chest as I looked her up and down… her damp, shoulder-length, hair, those gorgeous pert breasts, with the dark nipples, that taut slender waist, beautiful curving hips and, between her legs, such an exquisite pussy, framed with a lush, dark bush. My cock was throbbing in my jeans, throbbing and pushing upwards, creating a little twitching tent at my crotch, while my heart hammered, hammered,...

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Anya Ch 04

We walked out across campus and along a path between fields beyond. It was early evening in late spring. Anya walked next to me, though ever so slightly behind me. Every so often we’d pass someone walking the other way and one or two seemed to notice that Anya was not just wearing a chocker. The collar seemed a little incongruous with the light summer dress, and got them thinking about just quite what was going on. As we walked, I thought more and more a bout how much control I had over this...

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Anya Ch 09

Rachel lay back naked on the sofa, her legs still spread. Anya knelt before her and I still sat on the armchair. I let Rachel take her time to recover before I said anything else. She was in my power now. Anya and I had introduced her to world-changing pleasure, and there was no turning back. I picked up Rachel’s discarded stockings from the floor. ‘Rachel,’ I said. ‘It is your turn to kneel now. Kneel down in front of me.’ Rachel opened her eyes as if she was waking up. She looked over at me....

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Tiffanys Deal Chapter Two

Tiffany's Deal By Michele Nylons Chapter Two - The Flop Tiffany's earliest memories are of her as a young boy growing up in the Midwest. To say that her upbringing was difficult would be an understatement. Although not particularly small for his age Tom Robinson was very lithe and almost effeminate in manner. From the outset Tom knew he was different. He began to feel trapped in a body in which he just didn't belong, so he tried his best to make himself look like what he...

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Dhanya8217s Diary Chapter 1 The Erotic Train Journey

Dhanya stared out through the window of the train. It was raining heavily outside. “Taking the train and not the bus was probably the best decision I had taken all week”, she thought to herself. But on the downside, the seat wasn’t comfortable at all. But it was only till the morning and she would reach Kasargod by 5 am. She also hated the fact that she got the middle seat and knew that these narrow seats and armrests wouldn’t make the journey any easier. Taking a deep breath she braced herself...

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Botany Teacher8217s Nectar Oozing From Her Petals

Hi this is Karthik with my second incident that happened in my college. As per the title yes this happened between me and my botany teacher during some of my lab practical. We had a very sexy botany teacher who makes our boys eyes go wide open when she enters and starts the class. Till the end even a single second will shut their eyes for a second until she leaves. So about her, she was a 28 year old lady with one child. As she had got a child her breasts were always holding large amount of...

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Anya Ki Chudai

Hi friends, me suraj firse haazir hu apni kahani leke, pichli story (kaise maine pooja ko choda) pe ap logo ke ache comments aaye , isliye me ab apse apni dusri story share karne jaa raha hu ki kaise maine apne dost ke behan ko choda, kahani shuru karne se pehle me apne baare me batadu, me athletic body, height 6.5 feet, weight 79kg. Tool size: 10″ , body aisi ki koi bhi ladki deewani ho jae. Ap logo ko kahani kaisi lagi, yeh mujhe mail pe batana @ . Ab me kahani pe aata hu, baat kuch mahine...

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Tiffanys Deal Chapter Four

Tiffany's Deal By Michele Nylons Chapter Four - The River The app on Tiffany's phone buzzed and she checked it. Stephen Bateman wanted to book her services this evening. She declined his request by simply pressing a soft key. She didn't have time for him tonight, Tina Brinkman had requested that Tiffany come around for a drink. They'd talk about old times and bury the hatchet. Tiffany knew that there would be more than old times to be discussed. She really liked Tina but...

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Tiffanys Deal Chapter Three

Tiffany's Deal By Michele Nylons Chapter Three - The Turn "Is that the real reason I'm here!" Tiffany's mood shifted from bliss to outrage at the mention of Lyle and Tina Brinkman. "What do they want? I'm not even sure that they didn't set up Raffe and make up that bullshit about him peddling girls online," Tiffany struggled to get up out of Stephen's lap. "Settle down Tiffany. Listen to me. Listen to me," Stephen let go of her and helped her to her feet. He tried to...

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Conan and the Blade of Costa

1st Author note: This story was inspired by Bill Hart's great cover on TG caps at the below address: http://tgcaps.com/caps/modcovers/billhart/superheroines/ConanTheBarbarian258.jpg.php I'd like to encourage everyone to take the time to look Bill Hart's Cap before reading the below story. 2nd Author note: I've wanted to write this story for a couple of years but the idea of writing a story on an iconic character like Conan is very daunting. There is the Conan of Robert Howard,...

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Anya Ch 03

When I returned to Anya’s room a few hours later, she was still writing. She stood up from her desk immediately and came to kneel at my feet, hugging my knees as had become her ritual. ‘I see you have been writing,’ I said. ‘Yes Sir.’ ‘Let me see.’ Anya passed me a small black book. I sat down to read as she knelt at my feet. Dear Sir, This is my first diary entry. I hope it meets with your approval. I have been very excited to become your girl… not sure if I should consider myself your...

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Tanyas Pregnancy TreatmentChapter 2

Tanya was grateful to Nurse Eva for getting her labor started with a good, strong and effective medical orgasm. Just as promised, a few minutes after having the hardest, most shatteringly fantastic cum she could ever remember in her life, her labor pains started. It was excruciatingly painful, but at least her baby was being born. That's all that counted. She had been extremely embarrassed to receive this medical treatment from Eva, but it had done the job. It was a necessary and proper...

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