Copyright Oggbashan July 2003 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. ******************************** It was my first professional enga...
The lands ruled by Laerinia and Aeriella were safe and the crime rate was minimal. The band of highwaymen that was scourging travelers and merchants as well as peasants must have came from neighbouring lands. They had been tempted by the abundance of crops and goods in these lands, they had also heard of the low number of guards patrolling the highways. As...
The Play Is The Thing 1 Cordville Occupational College is known for business, computer, and secretarial classes, a decent sports program, and even a fair automotive department, but not drama. I was one of about twenty students, ironically there were twelve boys and only eight girls in the program. I soon became the second in command, behind Roxy Hart, the 5...
It wasn't until she was on the subway, holding tightly to her bag of sex toys and texting her boyfriend with one hand, that she realized how badly she needed to piss. Eliza had gotten off work and bolted straight home, desperate to get ready and head to Nathan's as soon as possible: she had showered and changed her clothes, grabbed a snack, and fingered her...
The room is dark around us, except for the few candles I'd lit before joining you in our big bed. A storm is in the distance, the low rumbles of occasional thunder signaling its approach. For now, only a light rain falls outside but the wind is gusty - rushing around the corners of the house with an eerie howl. Our rituals are unspoken and undefined, yet we'...
II. The lushness of this spot at this time of summer is my addiction, my fetish. Great rains have driven me from under the camp table tarp to tent. If persistent, to the car. But not this bright and sunny day. Dragonflies arrow towards mating and egg laying. Carp jump randomly out of the Keetawnee. Then splash back with the pride of belly flopping children....
I stand in the middle of the room, not moving as instructed. My head is down as I look at the white satin chemise which does not conceal the hard nipples underneath. My head snaps up as I hear the door open and close behind me. The sound of the lock being engaged frightens me. I feel like a prisoner. Loud footfalls sound like gunshots as you walk up behind...
She walked into the large master bedroom and smiled. Everything was perfect. The bed had red satin sheets and the candles cast a warm glow throughout the room. The candles were scented and she decided that vanilla would be the most appropriate scent. Jake was always catching the subtle literary hints she gave him and he would immediately mention the irony of...
Lionel was working at the kitchen table when he heard a soft sound. He looked up from the computer, into the living room. Sondra was sitting on the couch with her hands on her breasts. He watched as she pressed her palms to the soft hills and slowly squeezed. A groan escaped her lips. That was the sound that had caught his attention. He noticed she didn't p...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Transformed into the Easter Bunny Kamren yawned w...