Having just recently celebrated my forty-eighth birthday, I wasn't used to having a comely young woman about half my age appear to be checking me out as I stood at the counter of Panera Bread, waiting for my lunch order. Granted, it may have been my imagination or wishful thinking on my part. However, as I shifted my body around to face her, it seemed she...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2016 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. This is an unreal fantasy involving alien femdom and unbirth. ***...
By The Preve On a warm spring night on May 8, 20... , a sonic boom woke the residents of Paris Falls, Cleveland, Ohio. Lights came on all over the neighborhood. People cursed the low flying aircraft that disturbed their various slumbers. The lights went out again as grumblers returned to bed, but not before the men had a brief tumble with their wives. Unacc...
In the way of a warning: There is no category for 'bisexual' here, so I hope the tags help. Although this piece starts with a cross-dressing sissy/femdom scene, a lot of the later parts of the story is MMM, with the female character only turning up at the very end. It's not *forced* bi either. ***** The woman next to him at the bar lit a cigarette, a long,...
"Was that a knock at the door?" Aaron asked Nicole from the kitchen. "I'll get it," she replied, the pen in her mouth partly mumbling her words. "You tend to the pizza, make sure it isn't burned." She neatly placed her notebook and textbook aside on the sofa before snatching the pen from her mouth. Assured it would not roll off, she scampered over to the fr...
**Author's Note: Half way through writing the story I decided to change my heroine's name from "Lydia" to "Lyra". I think I got all the Lydias but if I missed one please know I mean "Lyra" and not a new character. ******** Lyra watched the dark waves rolling and crashing onto the gray shore as she sat on the dock with her sketch pad. The salty spray in her...
Its the year 1912. My name is May, baptised Mary, but other children made fun of that name and I changed it myself to May. being born in 1893 means I am 19 years old now. Not as that means a thing because I have been in service since I was twelve years old. My father wanted me put in a brothel because he would have got more drinking money for me. My mum sign...
Tonight is the first time in three months that I have attended the monthly Saturday night mixer that has been a tradition in Portland for almost ten years. The initial group of about fifty people from fraternity affiliations, support of the football team and college groups of all kinds formed right after graduation from the University of Oregon. Over time we...
Thanks to oldnakeddad for his editing expertise helping to make this story a better read. A story of a love connection, an old nemesis from high school and the troubles associated with a hatred that was directed for the wrong reasons and the final and ultimate revenge of the wrong wronged person. I hope you enjoy. Please do not forget to vote and feel fr...
Part 2 of 3. Part 3 will follow soon I hope - waiting to hear back from editor! Have put BDSM rather than first time as the 'control' scenario seems to be more important than the first time aspect, but happy to discuss! Forgot to mention editor last time!! Editor is DevotedToHer. ***** If he thought the few minutes at the end of his lesson dragged, the...