One of my favorite rap songs of all time says Bitches Ain't Shit. I couldn't agree more. Truer words were never spoken, folks. Lots of good men hook up with what appears to be decent women and eventually these men discover that there's no such thing as a decent woman. All women are bitches. All of them without exception. Your mother. Your daughter. Your wife...
Doctor Amy Wilson and her wife Doctor Susan Bradford are still in their thirties, but they already are two of the most respected medical doctors in the United Kingdom. Their clinic in London is known for treating many celebrities, both British and international. Actresses, singers, journalists, politicians and even royalty trusts the professionalism of Wilso...
Rhonda was desperately trying on different items of her clothes for tonight's event. The time was almost up for her to leave. And different blouses and skirts were scattered about her adorned feet. She already had the basics done. Her brunette hair is done up fashionably with a few strands of hair naturally falling on her side and back. Black lingerie set sh...
"All you need is love." John Lennon—The Beatles Chapter 6 Stiff bristles dragged across Grace's scalp and tingles of pleasure raced down her spine. Gordon pulled the brush from the hairline above Grace's forehead, back over the top, and down the back of her head, to the place where her skull meets the top of her neck, and then, placing her free hand on to...
"So, this is the famous Kari Wuhrer, eh? How have things been for you of late?" I spoke from behind the sultry screen siren, known for iconic roles such as Maggie Beckett in Sliders and Allison from the Prophecy. "Yes, that's me. What can I do for you?" the actress looked up from her table on the outside patio section of the bistro, the look on her face su...
Rest in peace, Sexxxychat. As the stroke of midnight began June 23, 2005 Eastern Standard Time, visitors to the Sexxxychat site got a simple message: "This site is closed." From postings elsewhere, I've been able to pick up what I think is the story. I know that Yahoo! has banned all sexual discussions from their chat rooms (apparently because children we...
As I walked downstairs stark naked, my whole nubile body ached from its repeated exploitation the night before. Semen was splattered over my face, tangled in my hair and dried in rivulets down the sides of my mouth and onto my chin. There were also copious amounts of white cum splashed over my tiny tits and crusted over my small pointed nipples, with their s...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan January 2007 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. * * * * * The following are fifty-word stories. The...
It was my first time living on my own. I was 18, and enrolled at a college to study art and photography, in a town far from home, in fact close to London. I took a room in a hostel, popular with students. It was halfway down an ill-lit corridor, and no one seemed to bother me, which suited me just fine; I liked the solitude. I was confused about my gender i...
Author's disclaimer: While writing her famous vampire tales and others, gothic novelist Anne Rice has also written a number of erotic novels, publishing them under the pen names A.N. Roquelaure and Anne Rampling. While each of the five novels undoubtedly deserves its own separate consideration, I offer this as an introduction to them, and an invitation to tr...