Story Time: Breakdown

Story by Lady Raven. pictures by Crow Mistwalker. model: Raven Rondini

The sun was beginning to set and the knocking noise from the engine was getting louder by the minute. Raven slammed her palm against the steering wheel in frustration, gritting her teeth, these classic cars looked beautiful, but gods they could be unreliable. She could see the lights from a small town just ahead and prayed the damn thing would get her there, she didn't fancy walking for miles in these heels.

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Finally in a cloud of smoke she managed to pull into a garage and peered through the windscreen trying to spy someone to help, eventually a tousled haired youth swaggered out of the shop at the side and wandered up to her car. She climbed out, showing off a long length of tanned thigh as she did, smoothing down her pillar box red trench coat she walked up to him as he drew closer.

‘I guess you're the mechanic around here then?’ she enquired as he stopped in front of her, all lean and mean looking, a tight vest showing off his muscular arms as he looked her up and down with his hands in his jeans pockets. ‘Yes Mam that I am, what appears to be the problem?’ She turned to look back at the car and the wisps of smoke rising from under the bonnet ‘Young man that’s what you get paid to find out, I need to be in a meeting early tomorrow morning, there will be a bonus in it for you if you can fix the damn thing for me before then. Now is there somewhere half decent I can book in for the night?’

She held out the keys and dropped them into his hand ‘Theres a motel just across the street mam, ain't to bad on the whole, leastwise its mostly clean, I’ll come over and let you know how the cars getting along if you like’ He pointed over the road as he took the keys and opened the drivers door. ‘Yes yes that would be fine’ she hoped to god he knew what he was doing and marched over to the motel.

Story Time: Lust for knowledge

by Thorgal McGillivary, pictures by Thorgal - model Anyka. Story is in third-person form because it was written to be read on voice by Thorgal.

There she was. Cute lady - pretty in that nerdy kind of way. Sitting almost hidden inside her book in the middle of this old enormous and pretty much deserted library. This was a first for me in more then one way. It had been a while since I visited a library (I love to relax and read but after my college days I quickly switched to e-books on my couch), I don't think I had ever been at a library on a Saturday evening (which explains why the place was almost empty) and finally my services were send as a birthday gift today.

Now I had been a birthday present before several times during my escort career but never before without the lucky birthday girl knowing about it and to make it even harder - she wasn't supposed to know at all. Good, so this was going to be exciting for the both of us then - I might actually have to work for this one.

About two weeks ago I got a phone-call from one of my regular clients. She wanted me to be the birthday present for her best friend. Beautiful but silent type, bookworm, some might even say nerd. She used to work in the library during her college years but still spends a lot of her free time there helping out and reading about anything and everything. I was told to find her there even on this Saturday evening of her birthday.

I sat down across from her and tried to not be to obvious about it. I spread some books and papers out in front of me and realized that the not being obvious was kind of lost with me sitting across from her in an otherwise empty place.

Story Time: The Pornstars

Story by Lady Raven, pics by Rachel Swallow. models Crow Mistwalker and Domino Dupree

A little know sideline of Lady Raven’s business empire is her underground Porn Studio. Today finds her with her favourite stud John in the studio located in the grounds in an old aircraft hangar. She is setting up the camera to face a chaise long as she chats to him.

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‘So John we have a new little starlet starting today, she'll be over shortly, I left her in the house undressing, be gentle with her, well not too gentle, but try and keep your darker needs under control my boy’

The hangar door swings open and a young blonde enters shyly holding a satin robe around her body. ‘Ahh there you are Dominic, come on in, don’t be shy’ Lady Raven beckons the girl inside, noticing her Stud studying the girl, his eyes lighting on her firm young breasts, the nipples pushing through the flimsy fabric. ‘Hello Lady Raven’ she says ‘thank you for this opportunity’ glancing at the tall blonde male at the Lady’s side.

‘Now lets start on the couch, a kiss to break you in so to speak’ she takes the girls hand and leads her over to an old shabby chaise lounge John following. ‘You wont be needing this’ she smiles and undoes the belt keeping that is keeping the robe together and slides it of the girls shoulders, leaving her naked and shivering ‘Cold? Oh well John will soon have you warmed up’ she laughs. She turns and heads back to the camera which is pointed at the the couch. ‘Come on John, the poor girl needs some body heat.’

Story Time: Ho ho ho...

by Thorgal McGillivary, pictures by Thorgal - models Kellie Malibu and Ashlynn Jameson. Story is in third-person form because it was once written to be read on voice by Thorgal.

"HO HO HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS" I cheerfully yell, waiving to the kids as I walk out of the reception  hall. It's been a long night but I'm finally done and I can get out of this hot Santa suit. I know it sounds weird... me as Santa when I'm working a high class escort thing but this is just a fun thing to do during the slow times of Christmas. Kids home, husbands home - not many ladies around to make use of my services I guess. It all started a few years back when somehow there was a shortage of Santa's and somebody, pretty desperate, decided to call an escort... ah well.. Santa Claus, spreading joy... the white season... lets say we both make a lot of people happy.

Anyhow - playing Santa is an amazing extra gig, providing me with some extra cash for the holiday season. The smiles on the faces of the kids are absolutely priceless and there are always hot mommies to check out. I used to do the mall thing, but have since moved on to the better role of being a private Santa. This just means that I get to chose when and for whom I work, plus the money is much better.

That night I finished up being the Santa for the family Christmas party for the pretty large firm in my city you worked for. There had been probably 150 kids there and each and every one needed to have a turn with Santa. That didn't bother me though, for the most part they were good with only a few really freaking out. I pocketed about $5,000 for the event but I was glad that it was over. I worked my way through a crowd of kids and made it to a private old storage room that they had just off the reception hall so I could change and take off.

As I'm unbuttoning my suit I hear a knock on the door. I'm expecting someone to stop by and drop off the $2,500 final payment in addition to the $2,500 deposit that I had been paid earlier. I open the door and you are standing there, together with another lady I assume works at the firm since she is holding a check book. You ask if you can come in and shut the door so none of the kids see me changing out of the Santa uniform. Of course I say yes, not wanting to ruin it for any of the kids. As I step aside you both walk in. I now recognize the other woman from before as well.

Story Time: Gardener

Story by Lady Raven, pictures by Rachel

She paused at the floor to ceiling glass window of the villa and looked out over the extensive grounds, but her eyes were only looking for one thing and there he was, Tony the gardener, all jaw dropping blonde hunk.

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He was leaning on his spade looking out over the terrace to the sea, his shirt undone and his tattered jeans slung low on his slim hips. She drank him in like a long glass of ice tea and then moved towards the door, smoothing her skin tight dress over her taut body.

Hips swaying she walked across the lawn towards him as he broke from his daydream and turned to go towards the small greenhouse. She followed him and caught up with him as he leaned his spade against the wall.
‘Good afternoon Tony’ she smiled and walked right up to him, watching as his eyes moved from her face to her cleavage, her tanned skin glistening invitingly in the sun. ‘Good afternoon Lady Raven, I hope you are well’ he smiled, tucking his thumbs in the waistband of his jeans, pulling them down a little more so she could just glimpse a flash of golden hair, like a treasure trail, peeping over the denim.

‘You seem to be doing a lot of daydreaming and not a lot of work Tony, I shall be having words with my Uncle when he gets back, the garden is not looking at its best’ she took a step back as she saw his eyes suddenly darken.

Story Time: Dinner party

by Thorgal McGillivary, pictures by Thorgal - model Eva Brunswick, story is in third-person form because it was once written to be read on voice by Thorgal.

It's is a typical lazy Sunday afternoon. I had a nice workout earlier this afternoon and have just hit the shower. I’m feeling the warm water soothing my body when I hear my club pager ring. I recognize the number so I put it on the speaker while still under the shower.

I hear your lovely soft voice as you explain to me that you want to make use of my services on very short notice. You have a dinner party with your department from work this afternoon. And because you want to avoid being hit on by some of the single guys at your work this evening you’ve told them you are bringing a date. The guy you asked chickened out at the last moment and now you’re asking if I'm free and able to join you.

You are, I think, my favorite regular client because besides being incredible sexy and intelligent you have turned out to be very naughty indeed... with you it’s never just running to the bed and getting busy, you always take me somewhere nice and we build up the erotic tension between us before finally finding satisfaction in some mind-blowing sex. Mmmmm, I think… this Sunday is going to, after all, be even better than I expected.  You text me the address and we agree to meet before the restaurant so we can enter together.

I think back to our previous get-togethers and right there under shower my mind start to fantasize about you. I finish showering by just playing a bit... stroking my swollen manhood thinking of you—looking forward to your touch this evening. God, hope it won’t be just the dinner party. After making sure I'm fully relaxed, I come out from under the shower, get dressed, and get on my way.

Story Time: Papped

by Lady Raven, pictures by Be

She nodded once at the Maitre de as she walked up to the desk, slipping her mink from her shoulders and holding it out waiting for him to make a move to take it from her. ‘Has my guest arrived Franco?’ she questioned him as he almost ran around the desk to take the luxuriant fur from her hand.

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‘Yes Lady Raven, the gentleman is at your table by the window as you requested’ with a bow he lead her through the busy restaurant. She could see eyes following her as she sashayed across the floor, every inch of her screaming money and class.

A dark haired man looked up from the window seat and a smile crossed his face, creasing the scar on his cheek, his dark glasses hiding his eyes. He slouched back in his chair, crossing his long lean legs under the table. ‘Sam my dear, how good to see you’ Raven said, Franco hurrying to pull the chair opposite the young man out for her. She elegantly tucks her short dress under her bottom as she takes her seat ‘I hope the clientele haven't bothered you too much’.He laughs ‘Not too much, just two autographs so far, the price I pay for being a Rock Star’ he smiles at her sardonically.  ‘Let's order some champagne and we can discuss your proposition. A bottle of Bollinger please Franco’.

‘Of course Mr Banks’ and with that the head waiter scurried away, hurrying to please his high profile clients, its not everyday he gets a famous rockstar and a infamous socialite in the restaurant.

Story Time: Wet

by Thorgal McGillivary, pictures by Thorgal - model Moya Moyet

As I went home after my usual Sunday workout I was really looking forward to a relaxed afternoon. Maybe put a nice movie on, order some food and just relax and do nothing. As I approach my house I hear water splatter from the front. Carefully I sneak around the corner and I check my pool. I am pleasantly surprised by the amazing sight of a sexy woman swimming in my pool. Just wearing tiny colorful bikini panties.. totally not aware of me observing her...

She hasn't noticed me yet and she is obviously enjoying her swim in my pool. Her summer dress and a towel are over the sunbed. Floating faced up now with her eyes closed I carefully approach and stand between the pool and the towel slowly letting my eyes enjoy the sight of her gorgeous breasts. She turns around and slowly climbs out of my pool when she notices me standing there.

I grab the towel but I don't offer it to her. Blushing she stutters "I'm so sorry Sir - I was feeling very hot when I passed your pool". I grin... a very logical explanation to find someone half-naked in your pool of course... apparently she assumed that I would be gone the whole afternoon when she decided to take a swim. I smile wickedly as I think to myself that she assumed so wrong and let my eyes go over her young sexy body again.

Somehow she decides not be to easily scared and lets her arms fall down besides her body, pushes her firm sexy breasts forward then smiles and takes one step forward. My eyes sway down to her breasts for just a sec and then I stare straight into the blonds very beautiful eyes.

Story Time: Afternoon Tea

by Lady Raven, pictures by Rix Spyker

The first thing she noticed as she walked out onto the balcony was the girl. A slim blonde, arms outstretched, back arched, standing on tiptoe. An usual position tobe in until you realised she was tied by her wrists on a device consisting of a timber cross, staked into a large rough hewn log with a large black rubber dildo attached to a wooden arm of sorts inserted in her pussy.

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“Lady Raven! Welcome” a tall dark haired man had risen from the cluster of seats around a table in front of the suspended girl, “Come My Dear take a seat, its so good you could come”. He beckoned her over clasping her hand warmly in his, a smile on his handsome face.
“Uncle Richard” she leaned in kiss him on the cheek, leaving a trace of her scarlet lipstick, her eyes glowing with love for her adopted Uncle. “How could I not come after such an intriguing invitation” she laughed softly and glanced over at the blonde. “I see you have provided entertainment as well as afternoon tea” She took a seat and helped herself to a couple of small delicate sandwiches as her Uncle poured a fragrant tea into her china cup.

“Oh and this must be the famous Lady Raven” a small dark haired girl sauntered towards them, her curvy body encased in the finest black silk mini dress “I’ve heard so much about you”