Author's note - Sorry for the delay in posting. My laptop died, and I was unable to recover the files. So this is the 2nd time I've written this chapter. Also, to be honest, the previous chapter went to a darker place than I had planned, and I needed to take a break before returning, so I could hopefully regain the lighter mood I'd previously written. Ple...
James woke the next morning to find himself hugging Karin's right thigh. He kissed and pushed his face into her soft pale skin. Embracing just one of her strong thighs was certainly less incapacitating than having his head trapped between her thighs. One at a time, her thighs were soft and warm and worth kissing again. His attention then turned to the chain...
It's Lena's turn to wear the bracelet. She has finished taking a leisurely bath and dressing for an evening out: a pucker knit mini dress scooped low in back and stretched to show off every voluptuous curve, black suspender stockings and heels. She has finished applying her makeup and brushing her hair, and she looks ravishing. Fox calls her into the bathr...
Benny Price looked a bit discomfited as he entered the Marathon room. There were four guys, kneeling on pillows... Yes, naked as the day they were born, jerking their dicks VEERY slowly. They looked exhausted, and Benny looked at Nora, his beautiful fiancée, and wondered what the hell he was doing here. "You were so busy with work, you've missed the la...
This the story about how I met a German woman at an industrial club that turned into one of the many wonderful women that became regular play partners for the three years I spent living overseas. I'm Afro-Latino and it's obvious. I stood out of the crowd in Germany without even trying. I jump around a lot in my time line from living there because it was a bu...
Read this to the music: "Somebody That I Used To Know" by Gotye feat. Kimbra. * A plain black silk cocktail dress when fitted properly is the peak of adult feminine grace. A top-cut Tolkowsky brilliant is the paramount stone when it comes to jewelry. If you want some colour try a Russian Posad silk shawl as an accessory. The original classic format is the...
I walk five steps behind, carrying her bags. She speaks to the taxi driver in a language I do not understand and she tips him with my money. She takes me to a bar you know, a place that is packed with people. I order a glass of wine for her and bring it obediently. She takes a sip and frowns at me. "What is this filth? This is terrible! Bring me something...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 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. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part-wr...
He stood over me. Domineering and giving off an air of being in absolute control. He had me hog tied and suspended to about his chest. I squealed when he said he'd finally tie me up. "I know you've been a good little slut, waiting years before we could actually indulge in our more rigorous play." He said to me softly. His German accent was slight. He knew t...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This is a Parody. This story follows the character of Max Guevara (Jessica Alba) from the canceled TV show 'Dark Angel' Inspired by the German language story 'Dark Angel' started by MACC which you can find on Chyoo. -- Seattle, Washin...