Copyright Oggbashan September 2013/October 2015 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. ************************************************...
Sarah Roberts stood on her front porch, shaking her head. Every year, she went through the trouble of putting up Halloween decorations, and every year some asshole kids from the neighborhood would trash things. The hay bales she'd had stacked out front were knocked over, the fake witch she'd had hanging from the tree was nowhere to be seen, and her jack-o-la...
***Kerry had a lot of time to regret that Khoe had gone. He also had a lot of time to regret his actions, deciding that he'd been an idiot. Ah well ... This is a short piece even when taken together in its entirety. With that said - it's implausible as hell ,but I liked the notion of it and wrote it to see where it could go as a fairytale type of story....
Alanna Ch 09 "Swallow! Swallow!" ordered Mirjalla impatiently, pushing Alanna's head down. Choking as her throat was forced over the hard, greased leather dildo, Alanna's grip clamped on the wrists holding her, thumbs pressing hard into the pulse points. Instantly, Mirjalla yanked her hands backwards with a shriek, wailing something accusatory. Alanna was...
Scotland: 1557 Colin slept little. When he woke, he found that Margarete had moved away from him and turned over. He saw by the single candle left burning that her eyes were open, she was watching him. They lay for some time facing one another. Like him, she was thinking that the consummation of their marriage must come soon, but the news of her brother's c...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (40 min/mp3) * * * * * Scotland: 1557 Colin slept little. When he woke, he found that Margarete had moved away from him and turned over. He saw by the single candle left burning that her eyes were open, she was watching him. They lay for some time facing one another. Like him, she was thinking t...
The sun filtered through the window as it crested over the cliffs as Bane finished reliving her story. The girl slept close to Bane, calmly tucked against the warrior's side. Bane dropped a kiss on the girl's head and untangled herself from the blankets and walked over to the balcony, peering over the grounds. She wanted to rescue the girl. Bane knew about h...
Our Wedding was a stressful event. I know, almost all weddings are, but ours was more than most. First of all, taking it place in Piedmont while we were living next to Milan, my parents were more or less in charge. You can imagine the problems, when the mother takes the lead... Second, I was a Catholic marrying a non-Catholic in Italy. It isn't as you thi...
This story is XXX rated. Not only must you be older than 18-years-old to read my story but also, and this is tricky, you must be an immature adult. Are you over 18-years-old? Lean to the screen and nod your head in the affirmative or shake your head in the negative so that I can see if you are older than 18-years-old or if you're a minor and prohibited fro...
I'm a writer and I work from home. I am moderately successful. A few years ago, I added a two-car garage with a large room overhead to our house. This allows me a fortress of solitude from which to work. Working from home, along with a chance meeting with a tech-whiz, brought together the elements of an unusual, but fortunate experience. I receive all kinds...