This is about a co-worker that I shall call Leslie and I. She and I are not lovers, just met in the galley one day and she gave me a ride home from work another day. As gratitude, I offered to take her out to dinner but she declined saying she had to get to a hospital to see a friend. I had heard that she had a boyfriend, but she has not mentioned one to me....
As Kelly continued the Oklahoma stretch of her road trip, she was blissfully unaware that her water pump had been inactive for about an hour and was therefore shocked when, around dawn, her car suddenly decelerated and became difficult to steer. Luckily, she was approaching an exit so she pulled her uncooperative car onto the ramp and into a gas station. H...
So what is the difference between fantasy and reality? I recently did a scene with Louise, and found myself being talked into writing it up. And what I wrote was pure fantasy: --*===*-- "Please Master, may I be flogged?" She knelt on her cushion with her head bowed and her eyes lowered; demanding nothing, offering all. As normal, she wore no clothes, but...
The scene was going as planned. It had been a long week for both my Master and I, so we decided some rope bondage and impact play was in order. Eric, my dominant, had already bound me tightly in our makeshift play room. We had specifically chosen our apartment for this windowless third bedroom that served as the prior occupant's home office. We knew it would...
Throughout the day I visited Ella in her cage every hour, as I had told her I would. With every visit she became a little more agitated as I entered the library, both anticipating and dreading the arousal and denial to come. On each visit she became inflamed quicker and more intensely, so that of necessity each visit became shorter: I had no intention of spo...
As a Wicked Bitch, I must say, last night's session was incredible!! The outline I had formed in my head played out perfectly...there were a few small hitches, but that comes from working with a limp dick on a big man. My bitchboy, bitchboy j, arrived promptly as instructed...I saw him pull in my driveway about 5 minutes early, it is essential that he enter...
I am not sure what is to happen but I find myself at your door and knock. A beautiful woman opens the door dressed in high healed boots, black fishnet stockings, a short black leather skirt and matching bra top. She asks me in and closes the door. I am nervous and she knows it. She orders me to strip as she turns to leave the hall. I remove my cloths and wa...
It should be no surprise to me that I ended up this way. The day started with everything going wrong, so why did I think it would end up better? What did that t-shirt say, "I'd be an optimist, but it just wouldn't work?" In some vain hope to make my day better I ended up, late at night, at the local combination strip club and adult bookstore. As I was watc...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 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. * * * * * Years ago, a Halloween tradition used to b...
We call it "date night", but what it really means is fuck like we're kid free. We had just dropped the kids off with their aunt and were headed home for date night. My wife's hand moved from its customary station on my mid-thigh to a point a bit higher, enough so to set my mind aflame with the possibilities of the evening. I gave her a quick glance before...