Note: If, as a reader, you hate 2nd person narrative, then please don't read this. I had no idea how offensive it is to some people, and was playing with writing style when I wrote this. I also wanted the reader to really put himself in the place of my lover, so he could imagine being in the moment with me. I thought it would be fun - but have received so ma...
Chapter 6 Milking the Surf Boat Crew Sitting on the balcony one Sunday afternoon with Rod and Allan, Diana challenged us to come up with a way she could enter a men's change room so she could join them in the showers. The local clubs seemed out of the question, as there was a well-controlled access to each that we knew. An admission station where you paid,...
January 1, 2318 Syva had two reasons to celebrate the New Year. In less than three hours - precisely at 2:48AM - she would finally be eighteen years old. Her many years languishing at the bottom of her class in terms of grades - her lone shining beauty mixed in with the children of the dregs of society - would soon come to an end. This was due to the seco...
I'd been sitting in front of the 32 inch monitor for not more than 20 minutes when the image burst to life in front of me. It was a webcam image that seemed to crawl out of the monitor and grab me by the throat, choking me, slowly delighting in seeing me turn blue as I gasped for precious oxygen. On top of it all the image was smiling ever-so seductively as...
Life has changed dramatically after moving in with Jamie. I find that I had traded the comfortable but boring life of a mild mannered housewife with a cold and occasionally abusive husband for an exciting life with an indomitable free spirit who pours his fiery passion for beauty into everything he does, whether he's crafting a new beer, building a car, or m...
Auditions Two edited July 2020 ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan August 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...
It was mid-August; summer camp would only last one more week. Over the last few weeks, Sarah and I had become inseparable. We snuck into each other's room every night, and shared almost every waking moment together. Even in our sleep, we slept with our limbs entangled, breath mingling as we danced across each other's dreamscape. We hardly talked about camp e...
My wife Lisa and I were sitting on the couch, talking. Nothing of any particular importance, just our usual random conversation. We were watching football, since it was Sunday, and this was our usual event for the day. We didn't have to work, and the kids were spending a week at my parents' home out of state. We were watching the Cowboys, as they are our fav...
The door opens and I'm blinded by light. I rub my eyes, struggling to make out who has opened it. I eagerly hope that it's her. "Hello, darling," she calls out, standing there in the doorway, her hourglass figure outlined by the light. My heart races, just hearing her words, as she struts over to me. "You're in luck today, my love. Today we will make a tape...
Jill had never been rock climbing before. She was scared of heights, in fact, which I hadn't the opportunity to forget; she reminded me frequently while I set up the equipment for the climb. I had climbed for years, though, longer even than she and I had known each other, so she trusted me and my setup. The climbing site was well-known to me. It consisted...