"Choose!" my beloved Camilla cried as her younger step-sisters stood before us with their Mama Katerina widow of Mr Parsonage and until deserted lately by Camilla's father the Lady Oakes. "No, I say," the older woman cried vainly for she had no place but that which duty compelled Camilla to offer her. "But Camilla my dearest, I wish none but you!" I pleade...
The Matrons of Regal Bay Chapter 39 Gabriella's Tales -- Part 2 Since settling in Regal Bay, Gabriella Santiago had met several women around her own age who seemed to be enjoying a healthy sex life, whether in or out of their marriages. Gabriella had maintained a steady dating routine over the last decade, but had not hooked up with any one man for more t...
Mother awoke slowly, perfectly aware of her surroundings and condition. Slowly she rose up onto her hands and knees to back herself off the bed while glancing over at her spread-eagled daughter only 8 feet away from her. Julie was still attempting to support some of her weight on the balls of her feet. While getting up on her own feet, she glanced at the clo...
It is a beautiful Friday night. The skies crackle and flash with lightening. There is a distant rumble of lightening. I am content. The meetings of the day had gone well. My presentation went extremely well. But best of all, I am heading to my hotel where you are waiting. My divine goddess is waiting for me. The anticipation is more than enough to put a smil...
A diary entry from the Viking Dear Diary, I am sitting in a plane, an all too frequent event in my life, but I am blissfully content. The first leg of my flight home was quiet. The plane was mostly empty. Flights are often light on Sunday morning. I am waiting on the plane during a stop in Chicago. Most of the passengers have been filing off. In about 20 m...
She is a special girl, full of passion and generous to a fault. I would not label her submissive but she denies me nothing when we cyper. She is young enough to raise my passions to a fever pitch. Yet, she is old enough to be real, a real women with mature passions. Soon she will knock on my door. We will have 12 hours to explore and do as we will. The...
King Arthur and the Holy Grail inhabit one of the most potent of mythical Realms, a Realm that serves as a backdrop for dreams; dreams that are dusted off from time to time. Close your eyes and breathe in the essence of age old battles and epic romance, where Knights fight for honor and maidens anxiously await their return. Step into a world where passions f...
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 living persons. +++ "Ow! That hurt. It isn't large enough for my wrists, Alice."...
It is a cold damp night. It is about 9:00 p.m. I feel like a detective in an old movie. I am wrapped tightly in my tan trench coat. I strain to see the dimly lit door. Tension builds as I rehearse the plan again and again. The windows of my rental car are covered with a light sprinkling of rain that refracts the light from the street lamps. Each lamp is surr...
IF GREAT AUTHORS WROTE PORN. #1 Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers The last ray of light which faintly illumines the gloom, and then disappears into that hidden obscurity and darkness in which the earlier history of the customary nocturnal activities of the immortal Pickwick would appear to be involved, is derived from the perusal of the following entry i...