Chapter 6 - Going Al Fresco May and Deke check out of the motel, then sit and have farewell coffee and Danish with manager/handyman Jack and his wife Della in the small cafe there. "We have truly enjoyed our stay, " Deke says, picking out a cheese Danish. Do you think we could reserve the same room next summer?" "Call two weeks ahead; and, if it's taken,...
Chapter 1 It is 9 a.m. when Cathy Chou wakes up. She gets off the bed dizzily, and then goes to the toilet. Pasting her teeth absentmindedly, she finds that she is only in her bra and little pant. Examining her body through the mirror, she is as beautiful as an angel. Having an 18-year-old body of 5'4", 110 pounds, 35B,with long shining dark black hair, she...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 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 woke up in the middle of the night with my bedroom lit up almost like it was morning. The moon was nearly full and beaming in bright enough that my bed was illuminated. I got up, pulled the curtains closed, and went back to bed. The next morning, I got up, showered, threw on a pair of shorts and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Walking past my f...
She looked as rich and a chocolate bar and I'm sure she came with nuts, by the looks of guy who seems to walk one step behind and just to side of traffic. We had exchanged pleasantries a few days ago at an art show of a friend of mine. There she was with a diamond the size of a dime and a neck lace and earrings easily worth high six figures. I stepped across...
Mary awoke to the feel of a mouth latching on to each nipple and a cock nudging into her cunt. She winced for a moment, her hole having received more abuse in the last twelve hours than usual. But as two of the men continued to lave at her tits and the third man's hand played with her clit her passage became incredibly wet and the cock was thrust in to its f...
Mr. M gave reminders of his existence in the kitchen only occasionally with the clicking of metal on ice. Mrs. M busied herself for so long over the incense that Frederick felt his eyelids droop. Her back arched inward as she leaned away and a slice of pale skin appeared between her midnight-blue blouse and her pants. Unbidden, an image of wrapping his hands...
'There's nowhere in the galaxy you can hide.' It echoes in my mind, reverberating like an endless dirge sang by a choir of the damned. It haunts my every waking moment. Dements my every dream into nightmares of impending doom. Poke one teenage princess in her tiny pink virgin asshole and your life's over forever. Half of the notification lights circling the...
She was a bookmark, a name on a card holding my place in a collection of short stories I was reading. I was on a plane, so intently involved with the story I had kept reading as we landed and then taxied up to the gate. In the rush to grab my carry on, stash the book, find my jacket and exit the plane I had just grabbed a business card and slipped it into th...
* Darkness. Total darkness. The only sound is that of her own breathing. How long has she been laying here? There is no way to know. In here there is no time, only darkness. Now a faint, low sound, very faint, distant. Music? She pulls herself up a little with her arms and pain shoots down her wrists. Thick warm liquid is now slowly running down her forear...