[This is a continuation of my previous attempt in writing a story. It is about Komal, an Indian housewife aged twenty-nine, whose one act of transgression leads to a process of further transformation and the next step from being a faithful wife to gradual infidelity and promiscuity even though there is some reluctance in the beginning. Her life is on the thr...
I'd like to thank jen_litgirl for her editing work and suggestions on this piece. If it's well received I'll write parts II and III. As the city passed by outside the taxi window I thought to myself, it's going to be one hell of a stressful, yet boring day. I was on the way to SeaTac and a flight home. I'd just spent a great week with friends running arou...
Eva's work at her previous job, a beach club in eastern Florida called The Wizard, had ended abruptly and full of embarrassment when she found herself trapped on a ladder being exposed to horny drunk men. Departing her job, Eva barely said farewell to her coworkers, assuming that people were laughing at her unusual predicament. In fact, many of Eva's coworke...
Author's Note: I decided to revisit Michelle because she was so much fun to write before. She was just as much fun this time. I hope you enjoy this episode. - Chip King *** "Promise?" "Aw come on, Chelle. Just tell me the story." Her husband's voice carried the tone of a teenage boy complaining about yard work. "No." Michelle let go of his cock and cros...
Nancy was waiting for her when she burst through the door. Imogene was wild eyed, half crazed with fright, and she gasped, "Nancy." Nancy put her hands on her hips and glared at the girl. "Get a grip, honey. It ain't nothing but a little ole cock." "Nanccccccccy," the girl wailed in mortification. "It's what the audition is all about, darling; now, you ju...
The chill October breeze sent a shiver through my body as I closed the front door of my parents' house who I had been visiting that evening. As I locked the mortice, I heard a sound to my left. I looked round and, in the frame of light created by the open front door of the neighbouring house, I saw, over the dividing fence, my 'childhood sweetheart' struggli...
MISSED The Fenian Outrage at Wantsumford Manor ***** Copyright Oggbashan July 2015 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. ***** Chap...
Dear Readers: This is Chapter Three of my "Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold" series. If you haven't read the first two chapters please do, you'll enjoy this one much more knowing how the plot actually started. As with the first two stories it's a true to life experience from a wife's point of view with some minor editing. Your comments and votes are apprecia...
Art by Jonathan Chanutomo and Huy137 Karch Koffler, newly promoted captain of the Swordfish, had just embarked on his first mission for his Capo. He sat in the captain's chair and watched the image of the star base disappear and be replaced by a vast field of stars in the black void. The mood on the ship was good because the previous unpopular captain was...
Part I: Acceptance I can't see; my whole head is covered; even my eyes. In the darkness I hear talking, but it is indistinct. My captors don't understand the situation they have put themselves in. I need to go home, take my meds, and do my exercises. I can't go anywhere because I'm tied, to my knowledge, a chair. From what I gather they used tie wraps, tap...