I write stories that are fantasy and some of you might not like the themes, that is fine. Read the story and feel free to comment. Good, bad and even berating comments are appreciated. For those that like the theme and the story I hope you enjoyed yourself reading it. I have some thoughts for the second part, but would love to hear your ideas in the comment...
The Oedipal Zone idea is a creation of Squelchapron, from his old “freeusecaptions” Tumblr. The original captioned stories (Field Observations and Paragon Magazine) have been used here with his permission. An Oedipal Zone is an area within a more general free use world. The normal free use tropes apply in most parts of the world: society functions more or le...
THE NEW BEGINNING! (Fannie finds that her husband has some new ideas in store for her!) Fannie stood on the sidewalk staring at the "CLOSED" sign in the front window of the dress shop. She gets up on the one stone step and puts her face to the glass window shielding her eyes from the daylight so that she can see inside. The store is dark. No sign of life in...
Chapter 3 Sandwich for my Wife Continuing from the last chapter, where I helped and encouraged my wife to fantasize on her student with us, in a threesome (quickie at that) Our conjugal life metamorphosed over the next few days and weeks, with both of us egging each other to fantasy threesomes involving Sachin. Most of the time, it would begin with my sen...
PART ELEVEN: I was her houseboy-slave almost two years prior to her taking a lover. She took over my submissive fantasy, made it completely hers. At first it was talking dirty when I'd service her. She started 'expanding' on that, got very cruel, teasing and dominant. She started checking out dominatrix websites too. After about six months she was a complet...
Coming home for lunch, I pull into the driveway next to an electrician's van. Scheduled for 1pm I'm glad to see they at least showed up today, even if they do seem to be running a little late. Letting myself in through the front door, I'm greeted with "Daddies home!" Dropping my satchel and kicking off my shoes, I love the smell of lunch cooking and the swe...
I'm over at Mr Bailey's place. It is Sunday and his wife is at church and will then be going to their daughter's place to babysit. He sent me a text message -- which woke me up! -- and I told my parents I was going to study at a friend's. Half an hour later, here I am kneeling on Mr Bailey's bed, wearing his wife's sexiest nightie and sucking his yummy cock....
We are in Las Vegas for one of our many trips there. We take time off from the casinos and shows to pay a visit to a local swinger's establishment that we had been to on a couple of previous visits. Dee is wearing a low cut clingy black top showing a good bit of cleavage, a denim skirt that was fairly short and black pumps. No underwear, of course! It is a...
His alarm goes off at 6 AM that Saturday. On any other Saturday he would ignore the alarm and sleep in until 10 or 11, but not today. Today is Service Day, and he couldn't be happier about it. He gets out of bed quietly, careful not to wake his wife as he does so, and tiptoes out of the room and down the hall to the empty guest room. His outfit for the day...
The room is entirely white except for the sleek stainless steel cameras mounted on white stanchions hanging from white tracts in the ceiling. It is so white that under the harsh stage lighting most of the six assembled candidates have to squint. The candidates have been kept in cages in the dark most of the time for the past day, and this exacerbates their d...