This is the third chapter in the series. I've written it for a terrific couple that I know. As they read this, they'll know who they are. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! You're comments are welcome. * Michelle finished dinner with her husband, enjoying the compliments on preparing such a fine meal. She worked so very hard to please him...
I woke up the next morning feeling my husband's erect penis pressed against my ass. Viagra always gives him such a wonderful "morning after" erection. I moaned softly and rubbed my ass against him. I felt John's hands wander over my tummy and up to my breasts. He cupped both my breasts in one hand as he gently rocked his hips back and forth. John fondled my...
Copyright Oggbashan June 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. This is an unreal fantasy involving alien femdom and unbirth. ***...
"Carol's Coffee Caress" boasted the best coffee this side of Grayson's Gorge, located in the village on the east side of Skypierce Peak. The cafe had been decked out for weeks with colored Christmas lights, tinsel, a seven-foot tree, and ornaments hung from the walls and ceiling. Holiday music played softly in the background. Peppermint, eggnog, cinnamon, an...
Just a quick note on describing breast sizes for male (and, it seems, a few female) writers: When describing a character in a story, the more details you can throw in the better. We don't want to know that a girl has nice tits, we want to know how high they sit, what shape they are, what colour the skin is, what colour the nipples are, what they smell and t...
As I spoke with Jessika about her final essay, I attempted to avoid staring at her always impressive cleavage, a challenge that I had faced all semester. And as always, I knew I was failing to properly ignore the allure of her tan flesh. "You can revise the essay, Jessika, but grades are due next Monday. You will need to turn in your revised essay by Frida...
"Your destination is on your right in 500 feet". My heart was pounding in my chest. I pulled up to the house and shut the car off, taking one last look in the rear-view mirror to make sure my make-up was perfect and my perky tits were straining to pop out of my shirt. I got out and grabbed my bag from the backseat before walking up to the house. My palms we...
The summer that caused the staggered dissolution of my marriage began coolly, just a long calm until the heat rolled in like a thick fat cloud and settled sharply on my skin. The sky was coloured the same shade of blue as the deepest parts of the Pacific, and wispy clouds were scattered sparsely through it with such perfect beauty that looking out a window w...
Author's note, this fantasy segment once completed consisted of 192 Microsoft Word pages. I figured being this long I would break it up into seven mini stories, one for each day of the week on the cruise. I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it. * Saturday, first day, we arrive on ship and start off with a bang! Ainsley and Erin stood before the...
Chapter 16 A warm late August breeze blew through the open window as Ryan got dressed for the surprise engagement party for Ms. Baker (or as he now knew her, Gabrielle De Brawn). It seemed to Ryan that the summer had flown by. In just a couple of weeks he would begin his senior year in high school. As he thought back, he realized that he was a very differen...