Tara in Porn By Tara Richardson The Doll The red shiny sheath dress confines my body, only the designer slit all the way to my hip allowing my stocking clad left leg and bare thigh to escape. I stood ready for this special occasion. The only problem was I could see nothing because of my blind fold. I was dressed for dinner, but I was the meal. Hands held mine in almost human manacles, as they lead me through a door. I sen...

Tara in Porn By Tara Richardson. The First time I stood at the top of the stairs, my short tartan skirt moving gently around my hips. I looked down at the camera lens as it looked up between my legs. I wondered if it saw the tiny pink bow of my satin thong, covering my freshly waxed pubis. I was wearing Cindy my favourite underwear. Gracefully one foot at a time I descended the stairs, aware my skirt hem moved across my s...

Tara under the Banyan Tree. by Tara Richardson. 1. I boarded the plane still a little flustered. I had just made it, no thanks to the end of term party at Redwood College of Art, my flatmates, the late taxi, and the usual chaos on the M25 motorway. Inside the airport there had been the usual female security guard who I was sure this time was a lesbian. Moving the metal loop across my body to the hem of my dress, I felt he...