Callum the Huntsman sits by his hearth, brooding. Through his cabin window, in the distance, the gilded towers and turrets of the Royal Palace rise gleaming, their flags fluttering in the warm spring breeze. From the stone walls and oak rafters of his cab...
This two-part “Christmas special” follows on from the conclusion of Alison Goes to London – but it can also stand alone. It is 2051, and under the “Enlightenment”, Europe is ruled by Pleasure, and love is eschewed. Claire and Bradley have graduated from t...
Beep-beep-beep. Beep-beep-beep. Beep-beep-beep. Dominic checked the meat thermometer. Perfect. The aroma of the roast wafting into the kitchen brought Renata to his side just as he set it on the counter. “Mmmm, smells amazing,” she sang, inhaling deeply....
My relationship with part-time City College campus hooker Nora Meara had started in a very bizarre way. We had completed a transaction of exchanging a term paper (written by me) for a blowjob from her. I had meekly agreed to all of her terms. But she just...
Melinda’s message, Jack eats roots and leaves, had me cooking Ottolenghi’s vegan one-pan orecchiette puttanesca. Eating and enjoying, Jack asked, “Meat?” “Sure!” I whipped my knickers off. “Dessert instead,” he said, smirking. Bending me over the chaise l...
The Liège waffles dusted with cinnamon and drizzled honey wasn't the only reason that Paolo's became my favourite café. Mia contributed, all smiles and freckles on sun-kissed cheeks. She raises an eyebrow, pen poised, lid chewed. "The usual?" Bubbly, chee...
The sticky, gloopy conserve clings to her breasts glistening in the dimly lit room. Small globules of fruit hang off her nipples begging to licked before they dribble down her soft squishy globes. I watched her squirm, debating how sticky I want my nakedn...
As I lay in the golden sunshine, the heat scorching my body, I felt a sudden shock as my nipple responded to the icy drip of cream running over the swell of my breast. My eyes flashed open as I saw you standing over me grinning as you dipped my nipples i...
Caller: “Hello?” 119 Operator: “Hello! Happy holidays and thank you for choosing Butterball Turkey! What’s your emergency?” Caller: “Why would you think there’s an emergency?” Operator: “It’s Christmas Eve, sir. Why else would you be calling a...
I wholeheartedly admit to not always being the smartest tool in the shed. No, Mama didn’t drop me on my head as a baby, although she’s slapped it quite a few times as I was growing up. Even nowadays she’d whack me on across the noggin if she thinks I di...
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June was rolling the sushi while Lorna made another small batch of fried calamari. The luscious tentacles could easily be sliced or diced or shaved, and readily blended into a myriad of sushi styles. Cooking it, though, was trickier than cooking ‘normal’...
Lorna collapsed against her apartment door after she locked up. She kicked her first shoe across the room but misjudged her second, vaulting that one towards the high ceiling. She froze in place until it crashed in front of her. Then she bounced her clutc...
Danielle has been hard at work all day. Which sucks for her, because it's a weekend. Little nagging projects around the house like laundry, cleaning up and fixing stuff, trips to the store, all that kind of shit has her worn out and a little grumpy, espec...
“OH FUCK, I CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS!!!” screamed Alison in frustration. She was standing naked in the bathroom, scowling angrily at a flexible suction-cup dildo which waggled mockingly at her from her wall-length mirror. Her mouth was drooling – but her p...
