Lovers. The blank page before me, I find that I stare at the words, my fingers hesitant to write, tenuously striking the keys I am so familiar with. Words that I have used and utilized, manipulated and magnified until they expand to fit my definition, words I have always thought I knew. But now, now…now I realize I know nothing of words like lovers. It is a...
Chapter Ten: My First Saturday and Sunday as They are Special Days For Us. "Wake up girls." as sissy Traci calls out to us. We all rise from our sleep and another day in our sissy maids, sissy sluts lives begins. Just like in the previous days starts we spend our time with a morning enema, shower, shave and makeup. We get dressed but not in any maids out...
Author's Note: My apologies for the long gap between this chapter and the last. Real life dealt me some serious blows and I struggled with the muse. Please enjoy this chapter of Laresa and feel free to comment and vote if you'd like. Most of all thank you for enjoying Laresa ~ Red Ben jerked awake as the sound of rain splattering against the window mingled...
Inspired by the role-playing game The Extraordinary Adventures of Baron Munchhausen this is a place for us to take on a character and share hot or amazing fictional stand alone scenes of erotica. This is an experiment likely doomed for failure, but I thought I'd see how it flew. The Premise We are all distinguished members in good standing of a very exclusiv...
"Well, well, well!" Suzie said, chuckling as she stepping off the elevator and kneeling down in front of my cage. "What do we have here? Hear any good lawyer jokes lately?" she said, grinning broadly. Smiling her most devilish smile, Suzie reached through the bars of my cage and playfully wiggled my nose. "It looks like someone accidentally got herself mark...
1640 words 12 min read *** Leona was a free spirit. The woman was fearless and filterless. Howard was a man filled with filters, and rules, and inhibitions galore. She was lightning, and he was sand. I know when lightning strikes sand, we get glass. They both were good separate, but no one saw the two of them together. No one but me. They were like spark...
We were still in bed, enjoying the New York Times crossword and some hot coffee, when my phone buzzed to life on the nightstand, then began playing the ringtone dedicated to all of my piano students - 'Ode to Joy' from Beethoven's Ninth. There weren't many of those students - or their parents - that I was very interested in talking to at 9:30 on a Sunday mor...
I removed my mirrored sunglasses, now that I was back in the shade, and stared at Nadine incredulously. "Are you serious?" I burst out. "You're completely comfortable walking around entirely nude, but you asked my permission to take your shoes off?!" I wasn't angry by any means; just taken aback, and Nadine understood. She nodded and smiled at me. "I'm us...
*********************** Copyright Oggbashan July 2006 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. *********************** I was in Julie's...
It was the Fourth of July. In this small town in the Pacific Northwest that meant a morning parade, food trucks and vendors at the park in the center of town, and fireworks at the high school. I was there from out of town with my cousin, whose in-laws lived here. At the parade that morning I saw this girl in the back of one of the pick-up trucks advertising...