Author's note:This is my first story and a relatively long one (60,000 words total), which probably isn't a good thing. I originally started posting chapter-by-chapter but realized it hurt the flow, so I've reduced it to approximately 8 "parts" or so. The "action" pics up in parts 4 and beyond, so if you're impatient feel free to jump ahead. But if the story...
It is 11.30pm and I am finally on the train after a long day in the office with meeting after meeting and then a few drinks with the client afterwards. The train is surprisingly empty tonight. There are only a few seats taken and after a few stops they have all left. Just as the doors are closing, you dart through them somehow managing not to get caught i...
Annabelle slammed the hotel door, dropped her suitcase, briefcase and handbag on the bed, and collapsed down beside them. She was shattered. The journey from London to Chicago had been exhausting; she had caught the red eye last night which had had to put down at JFK for four hours with engine trouble, and then, when she got to O'Hare Airport, her credit car...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
Chapter 1 Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a ver...
I first saw Rosa on a kinky-sex dating site. I, as a 35-year-old recent divorcee, had visited it "just out of curiosity" -- or was it rather because I sought a little titillation? I certainly never expected it to lead to anything. I just thought I'd peruse some photos and fantasize about meeting some off-beat women. I ended up beating off looking at a few of...
The clock ticks down to the final minute of the work day and I exhale, glancing anxiously toward my boss' office door. A small grin forms on my rouged lips because it's Tuesday. Payday, of sorts. I've hustled and bustled for him all day long, sharpening his pencils to their finest points, meticulously scrubbing the coffee pot, though he rarely tastes the stu...
*** I looked down at teats which were too 22 still breasts. Hidden mounds, the second most private part of her body, something that the norms of society agreed must be kept away from the eyes of the society she moved within every day. I was about to change that rather dramatically in the next few minutes. "22!!" "I feel that the best way to start you on t...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material may not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. * Katrina's eyes glazed over, no longer seeing the erotic, frenetic ass fucking of the pompous Justice; she lost in the images of that fateful afternoon of so long ago. To Katrina, it was like it...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 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. **************...