Forward – A Word from the Star To all of My Devoted Loving Lusting Admirers, I was so X-cited when our friend had propositioned Me for a story based on Me; Rhiannon or as some of you know Me better as, Mistress Rhiannon. I was so thrilled to see the great effort that he put into making this literary piece a sensual adventurous tale that filled me with arou...
This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex. Posted 16 Oct 07 -- Revised June 09 Chapter 3: Marcia Learns Why Something went off inside of Marcia as nothing had ever before. Like waving a red flag in front of a bull, or throwing raw meat in front of a junkyard dog...
Written by Embers © 2016-2017 This is dedicated to a special friend whose considerable input helped make this story possible—you know who you are. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - THE EDUCATION - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Four in a row. Guess I'm getting good at this, Eudora thought as her eyes followed another flustered shopper out the door. She yawned loud...
"I say east, to Northhill. Apparently the town has a fabulous castle and a very beautiful Princess," Basil says. A sly, handsome smile crosses his clean shaven face. In the dimming light, his dirty blonde hair almost appears silver, amplifying his aristocratic demeanor. Though dressed in his plain traveling clothes the air of superiority that always surround...
Copyright Oggbashan for the three separate parts -June 2006; November 2013; July 2014 and October 2018 for the complete edited whole. 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...
"This meeting of the Kaplan University chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma will come to order," said Sir Warwick Carlisle, president of the frat as he gaveled for silence. "Give me your attention." The brothers seated along the long mahogany table in the dining room of the frat house, dressed as usual for the monthly house business meeting in khaki trousers, white...
A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already gru...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Thanks to Lunarlilith, GCMIVB4, CaptObvious, and Truehearts for editing assistance. Fair warning, this story contains themes of pseudo-incest. Enjoy. *** Cool, clear water lapped around his ears as he floated, basking in tropical sunshine. He could feel it, hot on his shut...
(copyright, March, 2002) 1 – Me My name is Diana Roberts. I am 48 years old. I live in a large metropolitan area in Canada. I am married but no longer living with my husband, and I have two sons, Robby, who is 23 and who is currently attending medical school here in the city we live in, and Toby who is a year and a bit younger and whom I haven't seen in a...