Copyright Oggbashan October 2020 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 women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...
Guys, I got a problem. I've been having these nightmares lately. In these nightmares, I'm enduring the worst kind of hell. I find myself tied up in a dark place, and there is this lady there. She's Black as midnight, clad in a red leather outfit, and lord is she cruel. The things she does to me are terrifying, and more than a little erotic. I'm tired of havi...
(This story was edited by LadyShianne, thanks S~) The limousine rode casually along the streets of Los Angeles while Lynn stared through the window as the stores and shops passed by. Her thoughts carried her back to her family's get togethers and her Uncle Nick's visits. He was always a cheerful man and almost always brought her a gift when he come to visi...
I keep hearing that Muslim male submissive types in the world of BDSM are hard to find, and I laugh at the kinds of people who say these things. Yes, there are Muslim women in the world of BDSM, and I'm proud to say that I am one of them. My name is Sulafah Faeed, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Toronto, in provincial Ontario. I'm mixed race, bor...
By Dan57 and Cih Lydia meets Amit's son Amit left in the next afternoon. He had fucked his new sweetheart many times from the early morning to the moment of his departure while he was preparing his wallet. Lydia had helped him as much as she could as it was her day off but she was weeping when he left : he wouldn't return for two weeks, just after Diwali!...
Foreword: The Indian Girl is of course a Native American girl, it just didn't feel right to use the modern terminology when talking about her. Also I would love to get your comments on this piece or any other piece I posted around here. 1. The town's name has no importance; it's just another new settlement in the middle of the Wild West. The single dust...
Even though I disagreed with him for his support of firearms for all and for his loyalty to the conservative Right Wing and for his allegiance with the National Rifle Association, I dedicate this story to Charlton Heston for the joy he has given so many through his movies, especially, The Greatest Show On Earth, Ben Hur, The Bible, The Ten Commandments, and...
Allison Walker arrived in Boston from San Francisco with her parents for her great grandfather's funeral. Her family was the old man's only living relatives. After the funeral, Allison's father flew back home. An attorney, he had an important case scheduled to begin the next day. Allison insisted on staying with her mother to help go through her great grand...
Prelude: Even though I use 'Mom' instead of 'Mum', this story is set in the UK. Also, everyone in this story is over 18. Enjoy! It begins with me sitting outside of school, waiting for my mom to come get me. Odd, seeing as my mom can't drive. But that's what she said to me: wait at the gate and I'll come pick you up. I didn't think much about that statemen...
WARNING: This story contains a lot of misogyny. Also pee play. Do not read if you find it offensive. Just an extreme sexual fantasy. All characters are over 18. ===== As soon as we exited the room, I grinned at her nervous father and he immediately grinned back in relief. He probably knew in that instant that it was a done deal. He shook my hand, and sai...