***************************** Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 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. ***************************** The...
You had called me earlier that week and told me how busy it was going to be. I didn't talk to you much and knew you probably weren't getting that much sleep and you'd be happy to be back home for the weekend. I wanted to really go out of my way this weekend and surprise you. I wasn't sure what exactly I wanted to do at first but I knew I wanted it to be some...
You had called me earlier that week and told me how busy it was going to be. I didn't talk to you much and knew you probably weren't getting that much sleep and you'd be happy to be back home for the weekend. I wanted to really go out of my way this weekend and surprise you. I wasn't sure what exactly I wanted to do at first but I knew I wanted it to be some...
"Will you be my mistress?" She whispered. "Stand." I commanded "Let me see you." I paced around her curved figure running my hand across her collarbone, her hip, her back. I purred deep in my throat, she was gorgeous despite her overly baggy clothing hiding her delectable frame. "Perhaps, but I have rules." I held up her bitten fingernails. "This is not ac...
I bought a new mattress today. Actually, it is our second new mattress in as many weeks. We returned the first mattress that supposedly retailed for $2,400 that we bargained down to $1,700. The mattress is nearly as firm as concrete. I liked it, my girlfriend, who has a bad back from horseback riding, didn’t. She said it was too soft. “Okay? Whatever?...
My earliest recollection of my interest in womens lingerie was when I was 7yrs old I was playing hide and seek with my older brother in my Grandmas house . As I raced around looking for a hiding place in a panic I jumped into the wicker dirty clothes hamper. As I jumped in and closed the lid I landed on some clothes, sitting in there I was aware of a pungent...
They are here and have always been here; they walk among us. Who are they and why are they here? Myra first met him nearly forty years ago before her blonde hair turned grey. She was so young, so impressionable, and so ripe for his advances. He blew in town driving a shiny red, '68 427 Corvette convertible. He was handsome and tall, 6' 2", maybe. She reme...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
Sharon checked herself out in the bedroom mirror. She liked what she saw. She had lost weight and it was starting to show. Her tight black dress was cut low over her breasts revealing her magnificent cleavage. She felt good for the first time for a long while. She felt sexy and was really looking forward to the night's fun and games. She held the occasional...
I watched my lover Synthia walk across the main exhibition hall of the Javits Center. My company was in the middle of a trade show; for those of us in the IT/Networking business, participating in the fall Interop technology show was on the list of "Must Do" events we did every year, and while most of our company's team were sales and marketing people, the de...