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The Making of Nikki Sanderson

by Rosko Busby 2005 on Sep 16, 2017
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Early 2009 was a strangely frustrating time for Nikki Sanderson as she was feeling really pissed off with her life even though she was quite busy and making good money. Her numerous boyfriends had so far never seemed to quite gel with her and she had struggled to really enjoy her time with them as much as she had hoped it might being a true romantic. She c...

Swan's Neck Ch. 07: Before the Storm

by Pixiehoff on Aug 21, 2019
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The Coronation changed our lives, utterly. My Lord Harold, now King Harold II, was a man hemmed in on two sides. To become King, he had made sure that he had the support of the Mercians, Edwin and Morcar, by marrying their sister Edith, putting aside my Lady Ealdgyth, who had been his hand-fast wife for twenty years. We had hoped, in despite of that, to hav...

The Princess and the Peasant Girl

by princess_v on Sep 14, 2017
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Princess Charlotte searched for Thomas. He was her life long friend and it was unusual for her not to have seen him. He was the court composer at the castle so she had presumed he was busy practicing for the concert he was to play for her brother, the king. She pushed open the door of the great hall where his piano was but before she could get the chance to...

London, 1953

by Richard Donnehy on Sep 15, 2017
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Dear Jenny: You asked for my story of way back then: how did I survive, how did I find strength and acceptance? How did I find love? Yes, I'll tell you, Jenny. You've a right to know, and from what you've written to me about your life now, you need to know. I'm including the intimate, naughty bits, because they're part of the story, part of who Annie and I...

Swan's Neck Ch. 10: Endings

by Pixiehoff on Sep 23, 2019
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'Do we really need to take so many clothes, my darling? It isn't like you to take such an interest in these things.' Ealdgyth was flummoxed by my sudden interest in our clothes, but there was method in my madness, even if at that moment I had no intention of sharing it. 'I know, Mistress, it is just that we shall be going straight from Ireland to Denmark,...

Sarah's First Spanking

by wwekiller on Sep 13, 2017
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This is a story done by me ThePac and if you have any requests, ideas or people you would like me to write about pls e-mail me and if you have any feedback on my story [I would really like some feedback on my story] what u liked, didn't like, visit the Contact section of my profile. All characters storylines situations and celebs in stories are all made up n...

Lava Lake

by Talusmanic on Jul 2, 2019
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Madeline Wu waited patiently in the lobby of her office building. It was Friday night, and she was waiting for a pickup for some supposedly incredible plans. People from her office on the 12th floor were giving her greetings as they walked out, seeming as eager to commence their relaxation as much as her. Madeline worked as the receptionist for an insuranc...

Awakening Pt. 04

by JMK17 on Oct 26, 2020
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Jo I was drunk. Really fucking drunk. Since Dylan had stormed out on me a few days ago, I had let myself wallow in a sea of self pity until Jess had enough and forced me into some clothes and out to a local bar with her. Now here I was standing at the bar, trying not to sway too much as I ordered another round. "You wanna get a water?" Jess shouted in my...

Sarah's First Lesbian Encounter

by SinfulSarah on Sep 25, 2017
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I suppose you need a bit of background on me first, to set the scene as it were. My name is Sarah Matthews having married (can you believe it) Matthew Matthews some 10 years ago. To this day I can't believe anyone could give their son a name like that, but his parents - who are perfectly nice and sensible - didn't seem to think it was odd. Maybe it's me that...

Two Sides to Every Story Pt. 03

by LimeyLady on Sep 16, 2017
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Running the risk of being mistaken for a terrorist, I spent the night in the airport, shifting from one area to another, mingling with crowds whenever possible. Every now and then I'd try to snatch a nap, taking care to pillow my head on my backpack, not wanting it to be assumed to be stray and blown up by the bomb squad. Thinking back, I...