Marjorie's Nudist Beach Copyright Oggbashan May 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. ******************************************...
Stephanos, resplendent in unrelieved black except for his blood red silk cravat gazed pityingly down at the young girl bowed over the fresh gravesite. Her bitter and copious tears only served to feed his growing hunger. His violet eyes glowed in the gathering gloom as he searched for the right emphasis on which to continue his pursuit. Having grown bored wit...
Reg was no normal shop owner. He looked normal except for those green eyes that seemed to glow when he bedded a woman. He had a certain taste in women. He liked them vulnerable and submissive...as it was with his kind. He was a born leader of times long gone by and was trying to adapt to the modern ways. So he found himself in this little city in North Ameri...
I was just standing in a check out line at the organic grocery south of the university. Wilted by the summer heat, my only defense was to wear as little clothing as possible. I hated cargo shorts and board shorts: their knee-length legs were too long and too hot. On days when the mercury passed 110 only the short shorts of my youth would do. I wore that da...
Angelica Drake walked gingerly up the alley. She wasn't looking forward to what lay ahead. About halfway up the alley she came to an unobtrusive door with an inlaid marker that said "STUD". She rapped twice on the door. Her velvet gloves muffled the sound but the door still swung silently open. Inside the room was white and clean. A reception desk was tucked...
Violet was nude, on her knees, her slim left hand pressed against her client's right thigh. The tips of her fingernails, painted black, dug gently into firm flesh as she leaned forward and fluttered her pierced tongue like a snake. Her delicate tits jiggled as she alternately tugged and pulled the man's pulsing penis with her right hand, coaxing the last mil...
In our early married years, Jane was serviced on a regular basis by a Turkish doctor (as described) - he exclusively sodomized her, and used her in the most depraved way (ass to mouth was something of a favourite). This was to change. Owing to our promiscuous lifestyle, Jane was on the pill, as I insisted she perform bareback with strangers - she followed...
This is the third installment of my on and off affair with my now former boss. We worked together for two years before I ended my affair with the man 12 years my elder, only to rekindle our relationship over the Christmas holiday. For those of you who have written nice feedback, THANKS! For those who insist that I am a loose morals slut, you are entitled to...
Dismal and gloomy. The day matched her mood and as she sat at the table by the window she was content to let the world pass her by. The sun was setting over the buildings; another day of her life was coming to an end. She welcomed its passing; she loved the night. Her shrink said she was an anomaly; most depressives craved the light and its healing affect on...
Sunday morning. I awake to the exquisite sensation of you mouthing my cock. For several minutes I lie there, savoring the touch of your lips and tongue. Your movements are unhurried, almost deliberate. It’s as though you’re practicing an erotic form of Tai Chi, each motion enacted with a timeless devotion for perfection. Every gentle swipe and lick from you...