It’s time for some men to lose their clothes thanks to some superpowered guys and gals! This story can go one of two ways: You’re woman or man who suddenly develops a superpower(s) and uses it/them to strip men naked in public. It could be something like being able to control fabric or mind controlling a guy into stripping. Maybe your power is being able to...
On occasion my wife will leave town for the weekend. She'll go away with her best friend and shop, visit friends, go to Chip 'N' Dale's or what ever it is women do when the get together and gout of town. I always get excited when she leaves. No, I'm not cheating on her, or a closet homosexual. My fantasy is a bit more exotic then that. The minute I hear her...
Susanna let out a long sigh and shook her head, damp brown hair falling into her eyes as she looked at the terracotta pot on the windowsill. The seedlings inside were wilted; their tiny, delicate leaves curled in a mockery of her tender care. She brushed the hair out of her eyes slowly and rubbed one hand across them, defeated. Plants just did not like her,...
"Thanks but no thanks, Tina, have yourself a good day," Stephen Ranger said as he hung up the phone. The big and tall young Afro-Caribbean man tugged absentmindedly on his dreadlocks as he casually strode through Bank Street, and then crossed the street to catch the 7 bus bound for the Carleton University campus. The bus rolled through the snow-drenched stre...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
Dear Fellow Literoticans, This is the third installment of my non-fiction series (see "My Friday Night" and "My Saturday Night"). While it is obviously intended to turn you on, this isn't just a 'stroke story,' so if you're looking for a quick way to get off, you might want to move along. That said, this story contains cross-dressing (obviously), femdom, r...
We were busy thinking up various plans or possible scenarios for revenge against Arlen and against Dana's mother when I got a call from Ruth, and her voice was not happy at all. In fact, I could hear the sobs and I guessed the reason before she could speak it. There was only one possible reason that occurred to me for her being sad all of the sudden. It was...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 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. ************...
Tamara and I set out on a partly cloudy, cool fall day to beach-walk, packing some sandwiches, cameras and a couple beers. I'm wearing some tight, slender jeans with a nicely tight thong underneath, along with my lightly insulated, maroon windbreaker with black turtleneck and embroidered black bra underneath. Topping it all off with conservative earrings, ba...
It all started with a visit to a TV Mistress on a work trip, Charlie had been cross dressing in some way or another since he was a teenager. First just his Mums used panties, then a lodgers underwear and finally he'd started to buy the odd thing himself. As time went on, BDSM was added into the mix, Charlie realising he was submissive and when he found Siss...