Dani D'Annunzio wiped sweat from her brow as she plunged her paddle deeper and more forcefully into the water. Her muscles ached, and even though she knew full well that Benitez was doing most of the work behind her, she was contributing all she could at the front of the canoe. She longed for another quick dip in the Rio Rosa. She longed for a break in the p...
After another bout of love making, we were exhausted and fatigue had taken over our bodies. We showered together in the lavishly sinful bathroom, dressed again and left the place along with James, who drove us back to her place. On the way back to her place, she promised me another good time, and we fixed the appointment, and scheduled our program. We planne...
I had long since ceased to fantasise about Bina, the flame that inspired me to the impressive heights that I ultimately achieved in life. I would never have thought that a general strike called by a few political parties in a major metropolis of India would bring into my life an experience that almost half a century of my earlier existence had not. I was o...
My eyes open hesitantly - struggling to adjust to the early morning sun filtering in through the bedroom curtains. I let out a small groan as I reached across the nightstand at the side of the bed in an effort to turn the alarm clock in my direction so that I could see what time it was. I froze in mid-reach when my mind finally processed the fact that I was...
Disclaimer: There are lots of snake-women. Read at your own peril. This was a real first for me. Many thanks go to BreakawayRepublic from Touch Fluffy Tails, a long standing friend and colleague. After The CERN Event called "The Crossing", 2042 A.D Somewhere south of Luxor, Egypt. *-*-*-* Lamia: Monster girls have the upper torso of a human woman and...
Chapter 3- Tunes 5:30 p.m. 19th November, 2012 Home (#34 Ray Drive, 52nd and 4th, New York) "How funny," Mr. Ray commented, as we pulled up outside my house, "you live on 'Ray Drive'. I'm sure there's a joke in there somewhere!" I laughed weakly as I got out of his car, Mathias and Randal right behind me. Mom opened the door as we walked up the dri...
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...
Salman used to work for a government company but the pay was measly. He looked around for a private job and finally found one. The Chairman was one Jim Hogg. He and his wife were a nice amiable couple .Their son George was known to have a philandering eye and there were many rumors that he seduced young wives of employees. However they were just that....rumo...
Preface :) - Many years back, in the late 90s, when I first discovered the internet and started reading erotica, one of the first wife stories I read involved a musical chairs situation. It caught my fancy at once and I read it many times before moving on to other stories. This was on some minor website, not the big ones like ASSTR or Literotica. A few month...
Chapter 9 Vidya Ketteridge—Fucking the Belly Dancer Vidya Ketteridge was from the sub-continent of India by way of Britain where she had married the weasel, St. John Ketteridge. He married her for her money. She married him to spite her father or mother or both, so any cock would have sufficed equally well. In retrospect, she likely thought many cocks woul...