(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s) Starting Term has been published before but it is the start of a journal I hope to complete and is my work! First let me tell you a little about me, my name is Lady Charlotte Rose and I am 18. I am a young lady attending a finishing school for what are mostly either rich or upper-class women. I was sent to this school as it was supposed to be one of the best finishing schools in the… 続きを読む

She sat on her bed wearing just her blouse and panties. The room was lit by only the burning logs in the fireplace and the soft music made her lose herself in a sort of self-induced trance. She heard soft footsteps but feeling so relaxed thought, it was her husband and stayed as she was. Even as she realised that it was not him, she felt safe as the large gentle hands laid on her shoulders and started the sensuous massage. She slowly drifted into the fire, with all its pictures in the burning grate, as the hands gently massaged and pulled at her shoulders. It felt so cool, so wonderful she kne… 続きを読む

Bringing my Mrs and baby home was an excellent feeling my son weighed in at over 7lb and had a good pair of lungs on him as I often found out. Colleen and I had discussed what this would mean to our relationship and she seemed happy enough to put us on hold till we could discuss with the Mrs some way of sharing. Having written this down it seems to be a cold statement but it is not meant to be. As the Mrs went back to working weekends Colleen and I managed to get together every week. So, during the week I slept with the Mrs and at weekends slept with Colleen. This seemed to be a perfect soluti… 続きを読む

Bringing my Mrs and baby home was an excellent feeling my son weighed in at over 7lb and had a good pair of lungs on him as I often found out. Colleen and I had discussed what this would mean to our relationship and she seemed happy enough to put us on hold till we could discuss with the Mrs some way of sharing. Having written this down it seems to be a cold statement but it is not meant to be. As the Mrs went back to working weekends Colleen and I managed to get together every week. So, during the week I slept with the Mrs and at weekends slept with Colleen. This seemed to be a perfect soluti… 続きを読む

(Names have been changed to prevent friction within our families. Although the Mrs has read this and knows it is a fairly truthful account!) I have often read how guys have fancied their mother in laws; I didn’t. Colleen was about fifty-eight, pleasant enough slightly over weight with a husband, son and daughter. They had money but weren’t rich just well off and definitely didn’t want their daughter to marry a squaddie. So initially we didn’t get on, which caused trouble to start with. As we lived in their house, while we waited for a council house. My wife and I had what you would c… 続きを読む

Eric came from the bedside and walked over to me taking my hand, helped me out of my seat and kissed me. It was a deep and sensual kiss. I was already smouldering and the kiss just seemed to turn my fire into a furnace. Watching Margaret from where she lay spread-eagled on the bed I wanted to fuck Eric again while she watched. My hand snaked down to his crutch feeling the length that was hardening as we cuddled together. Eric had other ideas and taking my hand took me to the bedside. I watched fascinated as he slid his hand up towards Margaret’s crutch he told her to stop struggling and… 続きを読む

As the other three came into the dining area all showered and dressed there was a knock on the door and a call from outside saying, “Room Service!” Suzie opened the door and one of the hotel guys pushed in the trolley and proceeded to lay the table and put out the food. He placed the coffee pot in the middle of the table with the milk and cups. “Would you like me to pour, Sir?” “No that will be all thank you.” I said giving him a tip and sitting at the round table. He left closing the door behind him. The trolley still had a selection of cereals and mil… 続きを読む

Having had some bagels and coffee for breakfast. Margaret gave me the phone and reminded me she would be listening in on the speaker in case I had any funny ideas. I let the phone ring once then hung up then again and the last time let it ring properly. “Yep!” “Eric its Jake I need to see you urgently!” “Ok, usual place in an hour.” “K, but I will have company with me it’s important!” “Best make it at your usual hotel then!” Eric was big on keeping his place secret, it had taken me a few months before he trusted me enough to see it. “I need to make another call to book… 続きを読む

“Stop right there!” The voice was female but had an air of authority in it. My brain working fast for a way out of this as I slowly turned around to see the owner of this confident female voice. She stood about 5ft 8” or 173cm if you are into that metric stuff. Maybe mid-thirties to forties and slightly built which made me think I could overpower her perhaps. Then I saw the Glock held firmly in her grasp pointing at my chest. There was no shaking in her hand, here was a woman very used to handling a gun. “Picked the wrong house this time!” Alice said, she saw me look a… 続きを読む

This is one of my stories from another site and is a part of a series about the Lovett Diamond. I am putting this on this site while I finish the story I am writing for this site. All incidents are fictitious as are the names. I hope you like it,. Jake It must have been about 9pm when I came too, still laying where we had dropped off. I was glad to find the weight on my chest was Carrie Anne for a brief moment as I awoke I thought Oh my gawd I'm having a heart attack. My cock was still inside her sleeping body and thinking about that it started to erect inside slowly penetrating… 続きを読む