I was lying in bed one morning with Mark, my boyfriend and his hands were busy with my tits and nipples. His tongue was... anyway lets just say his tongue was busy while I was waiting for his cock to re-charge ready for another bout of love making. His mum, hippy to the core had no compunctions about assuring my mother that Mark and I would sleep in separate...
Copyright oggbashan Apart from the Author's name this is supposed to be non-fiction. A couple of people have asked me to make a permanent record of the real-life anecdotes I had posted in the Authors' Hangout and General Board so this is the third part, previously unposted. Og as a Scout Being a 1950s and Early 1960s Boy Scout in Gibraltar, London and Au...
" " ‘ ' Crissa sat on the bed she normally shared with Wenn and watched the younger Peris disrobe. "You seemed to manage very well, considering your lack of experience," she said. A rather keen smile came to Peris' lips. "It was easier to do than I thought it would be," she said. "That they were strangers seemed to actually help. I cared little what they mi...
This one I wrote pretty much just for myself, trying to do something new with several different themes. It won't be everyone's cup of tea, but I think it stands as a story, so I decided to put it online. If you like monster sex and my brand of happy ending, maybe it'll work for you. Disclaimer: This one is a shade rougher and darker than my usual. Contains...
A French Independence Day The cheering crowd still haunts my dreams. All her life she held her head so high; after all, she was of royal birth. Now it had bowed, to the blood-crazed mass of onlookers who once cheered her arrival. The guillotine had taken my queen, but not my devotion. The Place de la Revolution was stained blue from the blood of the nobles....
"Mommy, can we get out of the car and play?" Abigail looked back at the children in the back; her daughter Autumn was giving her the puppy eye look. Fitting, she thought, for a young girl who was in the process of becoming a werewolf. She was still wearing the soft cast on her arm from where it had been broken the previous night while running around in the...
Tribal Honour - a way-out fantasy! It had been a terrible four months. Until four months ago everything had been fine where I lived, but then the neighbours moved away, the house was sold, bought by a private landlord, and new neighbours - tenants of his - arrived. There was nothing wrong with the new neighbours. They were really nice, gentle people and a...
This story is the fifth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, based on the characters in the early Batman comics and the sixties TV series, in which Barbara Gordon's relationships with all those around her, continue to develop, at the same time as the Dark Damsel manages to get herself into all sorts of tricky, sexually explosive situations. My thanks...
Laura knew something wasn't quite right the minute she entered their apartment. The upside down coffee table and a scrawled sign on the television that shouted, "WATCH THE TAPE", tipped her off. 'Oh, brother. Must be time for another mission improbable.' Grabbing the remote control, she turned on the TV and pushed play. The screen filled with the dim sh...
Hello everyone, I am challenging myself to write multiple stories in various categories. Here is my first attempt at Nonhuman. So please read and enjoy. All feedback and comments are welcome. But please refrain from insulting derogatory statements. Thank you again for reading and I hope you enjoy. Keep on going, and the chances are that you will stumble on...