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Cello Muse

The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close. Behind me perhaps. “Piss off!” Jim retorted, irritated at the interruption. He was sitting on the other side of his kitchen table sketching me sketch him. I looked over my shoulder. There, behind me, just peering around the door, was the face of...

A Girl her Cello and wanting Sex

Hello. My name is Sara, a posh name for a gifted girl, I am told, but it is my name all the same, and thanks to my parents I am very well educated, very pretty, again I am told, and a musician, I play the Cello, a big thing shaped like a violin, and I confess to liking the feeling of it between my legs.You people reading this might be wondering why I admit to telling you why a girl of f******n would like feeling something, similar in shape to another woman, between my open legs.I know what...

Barbara Babs first cello lesson

Barbara (Babs, first cello lesson)I had been teaching Babs piano lessons for a few years; she was now 16, full figured, nice breasts, blonde and wore glasses. She was preparing for Music College she needed to learn another instrument, as I also teach the Cello, and that’s what she chose.The first lesson started with how to hold the Cello. I sat her down on a stool, with no back to it, and then said that she should hold the Cello between her legs with her thighs. She was wearing her school...

THE CELLO

It had never been my intention to move back home after I had moved out to an aunts house at s*******n due to my parents having a vicious divorce. But my aunts place turned out even worse as she had a drunkard for a boyfriend. And she tried using me as her own personal ther****t twenty hours a day...So I worked my but off and got a place of my own a year later which really wasn't easy at eighteen let me tell you. The economy having gone to shit. Times were hard at the moment, for everyone....

Cello erotica

Cello She leaned, forlorn against a weathered wall, no hall to fill with song. Slender neck, adorned in scrolls of curl, poised itself in wait of charm extended– for strings had not yet dimpled at fingers deft, nor had she known the spring of ample stroking. He came to her, with understanding hand and eyes that fell at frame of curving grace and dared...

Opus OneChapter 32 Schwer betont

Gary Menlos scanned the rehearsal room from his usual back corner spot. "Mark," he said, nodding his head at the principal cello player. "Go ahead. Take it from the beginning." Mark set his cello aside and walked up to the podium with his baton. Gary waited as Mark flipped the score back to the first page. He looked around again, surprised at the turnout. A number of string players had shown up for the practice orchestra. He had hinted yet again, at the last full orchestra rehearsal,...

Waste Disposal

Waste Disposal A solo interstellar journey is always a boring business and the small and slow caravel that I have bought was already well past its scrap-by date before I was even born. However, I have a good use for all this time. I’m recording the reasons that put me here, outside of the Commonwealth of Worlds, in the back-end of the Orion Arm. I’m out here looking for a single primitive, pre-interstellar world, when all that I know of it is it’s native name and the fact that it is within 60...

Across the Courtyard

The thing about Paris at 3AM is that there’s no place to go where the sidewalks haven’t been rolled up for hours. So I count sheep and try practicing scales on my flute. But nothing brings sleep. Then, from the building across the courtyard, comes the faint sound of a cello playing the lush melody of Duke Ellington’s ‘Satin Doll:’ Cigarette holder which wigs me Over her shoulder, she digs me. Out cattin’ that satin doll.Lifting my flute, I join in on the second verse.The cello hesitates at the...

Across the Courtyard

The thing about Paris at 3AM is that there's no place to go where the sidewalks haven't been rolled up for hours. So I count sheep and try practicing scales on my flute. But nothing brings sleep. Then, from the building across the courtyard, comes the faint sound of a cello playing the lush melody of Duke Ellington's "Satin Doll:" Cigarette holder which wigs me Over her shoulder, she digs me. Out cattin' that satin doll.Lifting my flute, I join in on the second verse.The cello hesitates at the...

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Paying the price of success

A story I wrote some time ago which I stumbled across and re edited.None of the characters are based on anyone living or dead. =====================================Paying the Price of SuccessMichelle lay on her hotel bed munching her toast and reading the reviews of her latest concert in the papers her patron had sent her.Her prized Cello lay in it's case and between the critic's sentences and bites of toast her thoughts turned to the events of the previous evening as she waited for the call...

Muse

“What’ya doing?” The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close. Behind me perhaps. “Piss off!” Jim retorted, irritated at the interruption. He was sitting on the other side of his kitchen table sketching me sketch him. I looked over my shoulder. There, behind me, just peering around the...

The Bastard Ch 02

Chapter Two: Conquest The new life was Elizabeth, but I didn’t know it yet. ‘He hated me.’ It was lamentable, her meeting with Robb. That was good for me. This was the next time I saw her, in a coffee shop just around the corner from her place, with a kosher bakery and sidewalk tables. Picture her face, wind-chapped cheekbones, a wool peasant sweater, the sky only partly cloudy, a beret pulled far down while she sipped cappuccino. I was happy because women who need you are vulnerable. ‘I...

One Night in Copenhagen

I was broke, cold and hungry. I had arrived in Copenhagen one cold December morning with the equivalent of a dollar to my name. After working on a Norwegian freighter for several months, I signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way north, spending time in Paris on the Left Bank, Antwerp, and other places, and eventually made my way to Copenhagen, where I arrived with my last dollar. One of the things I learned while traveling is how important it is to find a café or bar I liked and keep...

Straight Sex

An Evening Of Live Music And Raw Lust

My name is Michael, a fifty-eight-year-old recently divorced Londoner and I would like to share with you one of the most exciting and sexually adventurous nights I have ever experienced.After my divorce, I realised just what a toll a toxic marriage had taken on me. I was overweight, unhealthy, depressed, demotivated and quite frankly going downhill so fast that I doubted I would ever see the pension that my wife had done her best to steal from me.A very honest conversation one night with my...

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A Blonde in Copenhagen

A Blonde in CopenhagenI arrived in Copenhagen one cold December morning with the equivalent of a dollar to my name. After working on a Norwegian freighter for several months, I signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way north stopping here and there along the way, spent a week or so in Paris living in a small room on the Left Bank where many of my favorite expatriate writers lived, walked the streets, sat in cafes then made my way to Denmark where I somehow managed to live for several...

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Double TwistChapter 160

“She was something new.” —G.S. Jennsen, Dissonance I SUPPOSE LAUGHING when you see a girl naked for the first time isn’t really the appropriate response, but I couldn’t help myself. Remas scowled at me and stomped her foot, which did nice things for her ample breasts. Despite the humor, my cock was rising in her direction. “What? What’s so funny about my naked body?” she demanded. Cindy and Desi returned from the bathroom with their toothbrushes in their mouths and both snorted when...

Double Stopping

She’s sex-on-legs; so, of course, she plays the cello. It’s all about that hourglass shape. Add the facial ecstasy, the poise, the curl of the back, the lunge – and bingo. After all, music critics think with their dicks.Jade’s pretty. That luscious body and those dark glinting eyes had me drooling the first time I saw her at Royal College. Even then a serious player; her whole body, arms, shoulders, hips, seemingly brought to bear on making love to that cello. And the instrument responded,...

Occupations

The Bastard Ch 04

Chapter 4: ‘Love’ It’s hardest at night, when there’s nothing to distract me. In the night I’ll remember sleeping with Elizabeth, or not sleeping. I’d be on my side and she would push herself up against my back. I’d be almost asleep and then I’d feel her breathing, first her chest, then her stomach, moving rhythmically against me. Sometimes her face would touch me straight on, and her breath would heat a spot in the middle of my back. Her breath was the warmest thing in the bed. She wasn’t...

Finding my Muse

To avoid any major confusion, the italicized sections are what the main character in the story is writing (i.e. she’s writing about herself in third person). There will — hopefully — be a second part that follows. Feedback, comments and constructive criticisms are welcome. ‘What’s the project again?’ ‘I swear to god, Chris, you don’t listen to a word I say.’ ‘So what? Tell me again.’ ‘I have to write a story about myself.’ Silence. ‘It can be anything. It can be about my life, it can...

My Name Is Jasmine

The story of Our Dirty Kissable Lips. Marion's story is so tightly twisted with the story of the band I thought it best to share the stories of the other members. This is Jasmine the dancing bass player's story. I play in the greatest rock n roll band in the world (my opinion only) and my name is Jasmine. I grew up in Lawrence Kansas a small city in that exists principally for the University Yeah University towns can be lots of fun and this one is no different. It has a very...

My Little VentrueInterlude 1

~~2010~~ ~~Ashley~~ Ashley sat up. Her bed. Her lovely, awesome, comfortable, super amazing bed. And normally it’d be empty. “Julee, get up.” “Nnnng.” Her friend rolled over and sank her face into her pillow. “Get up!” “Nng. Nnnn.” Ashley rolled her eyes, and pulled down the blankets to expose the brunette. Both of them were in pajamas, pink for Ashley, purple for Julee. It was Ashley’s bedroom, and the pink blankets were covered in pictures of kitties with big anime eyes. Julee...

The BastardChapter 4 Love

It's hardest at night, when there's nothing to distract me. In the night I'll remember sleeping with Elizabeth, or not sleeping. I'd be on my side and she would push herself up against my back. I'd be almost asleep and then I'd feel her breathing, first her chest, then her stomach, moving rhythmically against me. Sometimes her face would touch me straight on, and her breath would heat a spot in the middle of my back. Her breath was the warmest thing in the bed. She wasn't always like...

VentingChapter 2

I might take some space on this page to tell you a little about myself since I'm one of the main characters in this story. My name is Curtis Wright. I'm twenty-six years old and a graduate of a pretty decent music academy back east, although not the "Big J". I wish! If I could have afforded that, I wouldn't be competing for a slot in a relatively small chamber orchestra, I'd be going for a symphony orchestra like Philadelphia or Chicago. But the school I went to wasn't exactly cut-rate...

The Bastard Ch 01

Chapter 1 : The Game I saw her again today, just this evening. It’s a small world, I know, especially our little world, but that’s twice now, in a week. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was setting them up, going to places she thinks I’ll be, but I do know better. She can’t stand me. I tried not to look at her, or even to notice her too much. I can at least make an effort not to intrude, and get away once it’s possible. I tried not to pay her any attention, but I couldn’t help myself,...

Maries Chamber

I buzz myself in with Marie’s door code.In the lobby, I find the girl whose melon-sized breasts and pouting lips aroused me last night as I watched through her window while she danced topless and alone. She smiles bashfully when I step aside to let her pass–and I feel a small prick of guilt for having violated her privacy. Then again, she must know, they all must know, that the hotel where I’m staying overlooks their windows from barely 20-feet across the courtyard. Even without Marie’s room...

The Au Pair Part 2

Martina sat on a kitchen stool, polishing the cutlery, as she listened to the gentle hum of the washing machine. It was a Saturday morning and she had got up early to make up for taking the previous day as a holiday. She hadn’t dressed properly, as she had expected to be alone, and had put her hair in two loose bunches and thrown on a pair of grey shorts and a white vest. She had been with Olivia and Ben for three weeks now, and had attended to her duties assiduously and not once given Olivia...

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Marie s Chamber

I buzz myself in with Marie's door code.In the lobby, I find the girl whose melon-sized breasts and pouting lips aroused me last night as I watched through her window while she danced topless and alone. She smiles bashfully when I step aside to let her pass--and I feel a small prick of guilt for having violated her privacy. Then again, she must know, they all must know, that the hotel where I'm staying overlooks their windows from barely 20-feet across the courtyard. Even without Marie's room...

Masturbation

The Wimp and the DebChapter 32

As November rolled into December, David and Ruth had managed to attend several of the fiddle group's practices. As a result his playing had improved tremendously. On one particular night, they could not get their room at the church and they had to meet in one of the other girl's homes and the practice took place in their rather large dining room in the corner of which sat a Baby Grand Piano. When they took a break half way through, Ruth asked if she could play the piano. Katrina, the girl...

VentingChapter 5

That night, I was lying in bed looking over the sheet music for the second concert. Our first piece was going to be Beethoven's sixth symphony, a lot of music for a chamber orchestra. We were going to have to play our hearts out to do it justice. A little before ten, I thought I heard Hae-Won moving around in her apartment below me. It was comforting somehow. I let my imagination drift and pictured her bringing her day to an end; getting undressed, slipping into a nightgown or T-shirt,...

Tepid to boiling

The rain had finished pattering against the window and turned to rustlings and tappings of sleet as I finished answering Lilian’s latest question about the document. A fire was burning in her fireplace against the winter that had finally hit, and despite a chill the room felt stuffy and overheated. I wiped my brow and shook my head against sudden fuzziness, and then looked up to see her steel-gray eyes watching me. She frowned slightly. “Well?”“I beg your pardon?”“I asked you, have we...

Love Stories

SLuT9 pt 10 1

"Mishy" Wednesday, December 20th Evening Dave stepped out of his apartment building and found his girl of the day leaning against a Prius, parked behind his car. She met him at the stairs to the building. She just stopped and waited. "I know you, don't I?" "Yeah, I used to spend quite a bit of time over at your house with Em." "Michelle, right?" "Yeah. But it's Mishy now. Nobody calls me Michelle anymore, except my parents. You call me that, it'll really put me out...

SLuT9 pt 10 0

"Mishy" Wednesday, December 20th Evening Dave stepped out of his apartment building and found his girl of the day leaning against a Prius, parked behind his car. She met him at the stairs to the building. She just stopped and waited. "I know you, don't I?" "Yeah, I used to spend quite a bit of time over at your house with Em." "Michelle, right?" "Yeah. But it's Mishy now. Nobody calls me Michelle anymore, except my parents. You call me that, it'll really put me out...

The Au Pair Part 1

Martina waited at the railway station, sitting on the bench by the hanging baskets where the comings and goings of the morning commute was under way. Each person was an anonymous blur, out of focus as she stared into space, until the occasional fit-looking guy grabbed her attention. She was in the UK for the first time, having flown in from the Czech Republic and was taking a gap year from her studies to work as an au pair. Her agency had provided a few vacancies in Europe, but not so many in...

Seduction

Vesta s Hearth 9 and 10

Vesta's Hearth Chapters 9 and 10 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright© Frances Penwiddy 2012 This is a work of fiction, the characters and the Caf? are fictitious and any resemblance to places or persons living or dead is coincidental. A walk in a meadow with an unknown lover and a music ensemble/pop group is formed. 9 I had a wonderful dream and awoke without a headache and a feeling of peace; contentment would be a...

Vesta s Hearth 13 and 14

Vesta's Hearth Chapters 13 and 14 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright© Frances Penwiddy 2012 This is a work of fiction, the characters and the Caf? are fictitious and any resemblance to places or persons living or dead is coincidental. Doctor Amy discovers the retro bug is highly infectious and takes Helen on a shopping trip to the retro shop but Helen is identified as being transgendered Later Dr. Amy drops a bombshell that involves Adam. Helen discovers the problems with m...

Marions Story Chapter Fifteen

I must acknowledge and offer a huge debt of gratitude to my dear friend Marina Kelly who helped and guided me through this story, and of course supplied the wonderful editing. Life goes on and the road isn't always smooth. Back in LA following moms wedding, I got a couple of lucky breaks. The first was meeting Adam. He was the sound engineer at one of the gigs I played. As well as being a great sound tech he was a really nice guy even if he did hit on me. When I explained I was a...

Conversations 3

A game of musical chairs, wondering whether I will be seated in the final, lone seat when the music stops. Or will it be the man chasing my wife? I stood in the darkness, my stomach feeling like a clenched fist, and listened and waited. Yes, I know that this sounds like that cliché of the husband coming home early and found himself listening to his wife fuck some strange in their bedroom, but you’d be wrong. So, I stood in the darkness, my stomach feeling like a clenched fist, and listened...

The BastardChapter 2 Conquest

The new life was Elizabeth, but I didn't know it yet. "He hated me." It was lamentable, her meeting with Robb. That was good for me. This was the next time I saw her, in a coffee shop just around the corner from her place, with a kosher bakery and sidewalk tables. Picture her face, wind-chapped cheekbones, a wool peasant sweater, the sky only partly cloudy, a beret pulled far down while she sipped cappuccino. I was happy because women who need you are vulnerable. "I can't believe...

Aid for Who

Hope, Aid and Fun? in Aleppo It was fast closing dusk, late in July as John, Nick, Charles and Doreen finally completed loading the seven tonne truck in the car park of the village hall in Little Dickson, Wiltshire, with goods for the refugee families in Syria. They had supplied, in some of their cases, for ten years to varied countries in dire conflict but this would be a virgin run to the troubled state. It would take John Nesty and Nick as drivers, John being the very wealthy truck...

A Lesson in Lust

I knocked softly, waited a respectful fifteen seconds before entering. The name plate said baldly: R B James, Head Teacher. The letters MSc to which R B James was entitled were absent. The term Head Teacher rather than Principal – the correct form for the appointment – was a small token of defiance. Behind the desk R B James completed filling in a form and transferred it to a mounting pile in the out tray before looking up. She removed her glasses and gave me a weary smile. ‘Bureaucracy,...

A Lesson in Lust

I knocked softly, waited a respectful fifteen seconds before entering. The name plate said baldly: R B James, Head Teacher. The letters MSc to which R B James was entitled were absent. The term Head Teacher rather than Principal - the correct form for the appointment - was a small token of defiance. Behind the desk R B James completed filling in a form and transferred it to a mounting pile in the out tray before looking up. She removed her glasses and gave me a weary smile. ...

Straight Sex

Out of the Burlap Ch 04 Conclusion

NOTE: Things get intense in this part. I felt that the trauma that caused Joe’s burlap condition had to be incredibly painful to produce such painful and long lasting repercussions. It’s a cruel and horrific moment, but I thought it necessary to the story. Just wanted to warn you. –max Part IV As it turned out, his ladies should have worried. When Joe saw Consuela Mufti in spotlight with a cello between her knees playing the string quartet she had composed beginning her incredible recital,...

The Cellist s Greatest Performance

The mansion at Arcore it the foothils of Rome was bathed in soft yellow light from the spotlights in the grounds. The gravel in front of the house was littered with expensive cars; the manor was the home of Italian business magnate, Silvio Berlusconi. Tonight he was entertaining a select group of his friends. They were all eagerly looking forward to what he had promised to be an evening to remember.As ten o'clock approached the immaculately dressed waiters strolled among the invited guests...

Doubling my score

My junior year in college the first time I was in school started out poorly. I had been repeatedly ill the first two years, one semester with pneumonia and bronchitis, another semester with mono, and a third semester with a recurrence of bronchitis, and my latest set of courses were more than I could handle after my work had suffered so my first two years. Finally I decided I should take some time off to recuperate and earn some money so I could do better on my return and arranged to leave...

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The Cellist s Greatest Performance

The mansion at Arcore it the foothils of Rome was bathed in soft yellow light from the spotlights in the grounds. The gravel in front of the house was littered with expensive cars; the manor was the home of Italian business magnate, Silvio Berlusconi. Tonight he was entertaining a select group of his friends. They were all eagerly looking forward to what he had promised to be an evening to remember.As ten o'clock approached the immaculately dressed waiters strolled among the invited guests...

The Trio Part 3

THE TRIO - Part 3 SARAH BUYS A SWIMSUIT After the talent show, mother had been making strong suggestions that she would like to see Sarah again. I had started music lessons with Mrs. Benson, and had a lesson that coming Sunday. Mrs. Benson had strongly hinted that she wanted to see me as Sarah. I had no serious objections to that suggestion, since I was enjoying dressing as Sarah. Therefore, I suggested that I change from George to Sarah right after church, and mom, dad and I...

Four Women

FOUR WOMEN By Geneva Three women help a domineering multinational business owner in a revenge scheme to change an obnoxious man into a woman by means of a magic book and make her his slave. Eventually they have second thoughts, rebel and all four escape from him. This is another in my series of stories, "Plaything", "Remodelled", "Pretty Edith" and "Dear Brother", but written from the viewpoint of the character Mary. START Yesterday I came back from a visit to my doctor....

Marions Story Chapter Four

Thanks again to my friend Em Kay (Marina Kelly) for all her help, couldn't have done it without her... she helped with the story and kept me on the straight and narrow and of course did all the editing so thanks Marina.... The Lips were the new hot thing among the students, we were being air play on student radio which grew to local commercial stations in Lawrence and Kansas City and were even picked up on National radio, god damn we were getting noticed. Molly had gone mad as...

My Gal Alison

I was a junior in high school when I met Alison. That's not quite right. I met her as a freshman but it was as a junior when I really noticed her. We went to Francis Drake High. It was a magnet school; students came from all over, and it was for high achieving students. That's different than genius students. Smart doesn't always equate to high performance. I lived up in Noe Valley and had to ride the bus downtown to the campus. It was a pretty normal high school except for the homework and...

Summer Sunshine

Clara My mind wandered as I looked into the eyes of the attractive, exotic young man above me. It was a strange time to be thinking about other things. His tanned skin and exotic eyes alone should have been enough to keep my interest, but it somehow wasn't the case. As his sweat dripped down onto me and my body finally began to respond, I was imagining another face. I stifled a laugh and Stephen thought that it had something to do with what we were doing. Alone in my own little world, I...

EpigraphyChapter 7 Sound Affect

It was with some relief I arrived at the McCall Auditorium on Wednesday. The hero worship had subsided a bit, but the police wanted to talk to me again. They wanted to know what I used to hit the knife guy in the chest. The doctors found heavy bruises in the shape of hands on his chest, and cracked ribs underneath. "I am sorry, detective, as I told you, I don't remember any details of the fight." "Professor, have you ever studied Kung Fu? Any other martial art?" "No, nothing like...

No Contest Book 1 Learning the Rules the Early 80sChapter 12

The valet fetched the Cadillac, and left it where the taxis lined up despite the business of a Friday evening. Joe tipped him well for the generous inconvenience. It took a good fifteen minutes before the rest of the group joined them. Manhattan Joe thought would be one place he would never mind waiting. The city never stopped thrilling him. People bustling. Even at night. World famous and breathtaking towers of concrete and steel looming nearby. Wrapping his arms around Moe from behind, he...

You Must Remember ThisChapter 7 Parisian Walkways France December 1941

The Mercedes pulled away. Clegg sat back watching the early morning light creep across the French countryside. Sandy pulled a Gauloise from a pack lodged in the pouch on the back of the seat in front of her. She offered one to Freddie. He shook his head. It was too early in the morning to have the skin taken off his throat. "How do you come to be working with the French Resistance?" Freddie asked. "Well I was somewhat upset by the loss of the Château as you can imagine. Besides, I...

VentingChapter 3

Hae-Won Park is, of course, Korean-American. She was born in the U.S. of immigrants and grew up living over the Korean restaurant owned and operated jointly by her parents and her uncle. As is usually the case with asian families, they were very close and very focused on being successful in their new home. Within ten years of their arrival, their business had grown from not much more than a tiny shop with a few mismatched tables and chairs to one of the most popular eating spots around,...

The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 53 Big Changes

“Traci, I thought I would ask you if there’s still a chance to have some brown sugar?” “What? Are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?” Traci said. “Lisa, tell my I’m not going delusional...” “No, you have it right, Traci,” Lisa said. “Will wants to take you off to bed. Grab his hand and take him upstairs before he changes his mind!” “What are we going to do, Lisa?” Stewie asked. “Did you want to...” Traci took my hand and lead me up the stairs to her room. I could only assume...

Let the Courting Game Begin

CHAPTER 1 Early Monday the head female coach of Carlton Valley College held her arms up above her head and in obvious deep emotional pain shouted, ‘Fuck!’ The A-team she hoped to take through to the gold regional finals was faltering but still had a chance of making it playoffs if it could win its three final games in the qualifying round. The B-team had already qualified for the playoff in its division, being the bottom-placed in the final four but Coach Nelson had just been told the...

Diavolo Ch 11

Abigail scampered into the bedroom to put something on. ‘Don’t put on any panties,’ Gabriel called out as he sauntered toward the kitchen. Her eyes widened and her face grew hot. Rushing to her closet, she debated as to what to wear. Her eyes fell upon the pretty floral maxi dress Gabriel had bought her on Rodeo Drive. With a grin, she grabbed it off the hangar and slipped it on. The cool gauzy material slid over her body down to her ankles. Rushing to her dresser, she unpinned her hair and...

Christopher Leach

Christopher Leach is a transvestite English artist whose erotic work is, at times, reminiscent in style of that of Aubrey Beardsley's art nouveau sketches and in theme to that of H. R. Giger. Many of his pen-and-ink drawings are black and white, but his work includes color sketches and some oil paintings as well. He describes his early output as including "softer, more decorative" work of "tasteful Art Nouveau Style drawings" and "tasteful nudity," and his later work as "fetish and...

Shalwar Ka Rassss

Meri bhabhi bahut zyada sexy hain.jab bhi bhabhi aur main ghar main akele hote hain to main hamesha unki gaand ko shalwar ke upar se dekhta rehta tha kai baar bhabhi mujhe dekh leti to main apni nazrain hata leta bhabhi bhi apne jism ko brabar chupati rehti thi doptta se un ke gale ka koi hissa nahi dikhta tha shalwar par se kamiz hat jaye to foran sabhalti thi bahut ghamandi bhi hai kiyuki unko apni jawani par naaz hai Main ne bhi faisla kiya hai ke ekna ek din to bhabhi ko chodkar raho ga ek...

Pretty

“Close your eyes.”Jamie obeyed, fiddling with one of the silk bows at his waist. The tiles were cool through his knee-high socks, making him wish he hadn’t removed his shoes as he listened to the approaching glock, glock of Sunil’s Mary Janes on the dining room tiles. There was a rustle as the skirt of his boyfriend’s cornflower blue dress met his complementary pastel pink one—a gift that morning, so cute it would have displaced his grandmother’s cheongsam as the outfit for his twenty-fifth...

Fetish

Dowager s Deception

Part One – Galas and Gardens (continued)One week later, Nancy walked into the Country Club after her chauffeur dropped her off. She dressed for the occasion with a tasteful blouse and tailored cream-coloured designer pants. She wore white flat shoes and had a summer shawl over her shoulders. The staff at the Country Club greeted her by name and she heard the warmth in their voices. She paused by a few and inquired into their families and well-being, remembering the names of the children and...

Love Stories

Dowager s Deception Pt 1 cont

Part One – Galas and Gardens (continued)One week later, Nancy walked into the Country Club after her chauffeur dropped her off. She dressed for the occasion with a tasteful blouse and tailored cream-coloured designer pants. She wore white flat shoes and had a summer shawl over her shoulders. The staff at the Country Club greeted her by name and she heard the warmth in their voices. She paused by a few and inquired into their families and well-being, remembering the names of the children and...

Love Stories

From a Student to a Sissy

Hello, This is Rahul here. I am an MBA student in a reputed institute in Bangalore. I am in my final year right now. This is a real story that happened to me this year itself. We are supposed to do an internship in a company. Most of the time, college only allocates company by conducting interviews. I was selected with Aisha from my class for the same company. It was a six-month-long internship. My rented flat was near her hostel. So we used to go together on her scooty. Our timings were 11-6...

Iris

© 2001, all rights retained. Iris Shakuhachi and Cello in three parts First If you drive into Toulome Meadows, stop at the overlook about 15 or so miles before you get to the meadow floor. On the left you can see six peaks, three in the foreground with two more visible behind and between them and then one large peak perfectly centered further back. Straight ahead and to your right is a glacier-polished valley. Etherally beautiful. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about it even...

Best Enjoyed Cold 2012 version

BEST ENJOYED COLD(2012)by VelvetgloveCONTENT WARNINGPlease be warned that this full length novel is not an easy read. There are cruel, complex characters with a back-story plot that takes time to unfold. I wrote it as an airport-paperback-type thriller with bdsm scenes included, rather than as just a bit of uncomplicated porn. It contains rape and revenge, emotional and psychological cruelty, and forced sex of many types inflicted on adult family members. Please don’t embark on this story if...

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