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…My Initial Transgression Further Continued The Weekend Saturday I sensed a lot more light in the room then there had been when I had fallen asleep—but I didn’t have to open my eyes to know where it came from; it would be morning sunlight streaming through the row of narrow windows near the vaulted ceiling of the bedroom. I hadn’t worried about covering...
My name's Ellie – and I'm a slut. Well, I must be – if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nippl...
This is only fantasy of a fast cascade into a swinging lifestyle and the imaginary return to a fictional former relationship for my shy wife. None of the events are true and this is nothing more than the followup to the first fantasy post. But "What If?" is a full mix of colliding ideas of interracial, wife sharing, full swinging and just plain letting loose...
Cuckolded, Again! A Personal Exploration into Submission and Humiliation My wife always has this way of making me feel totally inept and worthless when she wants to. I always ask her to give me a little time. I ask her to let me prepare a little. I try to tell her how difficult it is to go from typical working class schmuck to a whimpering, cuckold pansy at...
This chapter is a personal favorite. I picked my screen name based on this character even though she is female and I am male. Dr. Electrogasm is to be a major part of this story. While she is not the main antagonist she is kind of like a secret weapon of his. She will appear in the story several times, so I hope you find her character interesting. ***** Wh...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Version 001 27 October 2002 * * * * * I saw her black hair gli...
John Wayne carried Diana Maitland up the stairs of his friend Ward's beach house, and to the master bedroom to take her in that big bed again. He didn't intend to let her out of it until she either relented to marry him or convinced him it was best for them to part, though he couldn't imagine how she could convince him of that! He set her down on the floor n...
My duties as an anthropologist had been kept to the classroom for the past year, ever since I lost two of my closest colleagues in the jungles of the Yucatan to what everyone had insisted was nothing but folklore. A slug-like creature had literally consumed them. The reports from some of the local guides were that one of my friends even went in search of the...
Trish poured herself another cup of coffee and opened her door to get her Sunday paper. "Damn, not again," Trish hissed. This was the second week in a row her paper was not delivered, or was taken by someone. She decided enough was enough, she was going to call the paper on Monday and find out what was going on! As Trish finished her coffee, her mind was re...