The next day, I walked the beach. No Pete. The day after that, too, and no Pete. I figured that the discussion hadn't gone well. Now, it was Saturday and a day that I don't go near the beach because it is too crowded. I have my own secret places where the dog and I can walk unmolested and still have surf, sand, palms and mangroves. And the occasional eyeball...
NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 or older and consenting. * John pulled up in front of the Southwest terminal and got out of the car to help his wife with her luggage. "Remember to stop at the store on the way home and pick up a couple of bags of candy," she said as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "Thursday is Halloween and you don't want...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan August 2006/2019 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. ********...
It's been 3 weeks since my sexual quest with Liza and Don, and I can't get Liza out of my mind. I want her more than ever, but I also want my husband Jack, to experience my gratification. I've not been returning Liza's calls for the past weeks, I'm not sure what I would say or do. I am so confused. Thursday night, after dinner, the phone rang and Jack answe...
My Dearest Heart, How does one say good-bye to a passion that was all consuming? How does one let another go who has truly understood them? How can I release you into the arms of another? Yet, I know I must. I have no other option, do I? We were a fleeting moment in time. A strong surge of passion never to be forgotten and never to be denied. But now, you...
They'd been emailing for more than a month, exchanging hot, sexy fantasies so well written they often didn't need a rewrite. What a pleasure it was, she thought, to "meet" an articulate, creative writer for her online role-playing. They exchanged photos. Shell had hit pay dirt. Now a completely unexpected event was to take place – he was coming to Connectic...
Yes, you should be on your knees for this. Definitely. That's what you like isn't? To serve me? To submit? To be my little bitch? You look awful cute in that chemise, although it does keep falling down your left shoulder doesn't it? Too bad you don't have actual tits to hold it up. That's okay, we can pretend. I mean, I know you pretend all the time. But I...
It had been a hell of a month. Christ, it had been a hell of a summer. My partner and I had been putting in sixteen hour days since early June, trying to get our new venture going. It was now mid August, and we just about ready to introduce our product to the industry. We had come a long way, and if we were successful, we and our wives would enjoy the fruits...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no underage characters. This is a Halloween contest story. Please vote. * Ghosts come out to play on Halloween "Well, here we are," said John, the Mayor's assistant, pulling up to the house. A typical politician, he was a gray-haired, portly man in his late fifties with darting eye...
Author's Note for readers: this contains a grisly prelude to revenge and has a great deal of controversial ideas. It is not meant to advocate anti-abortion sentiments, but rather to use the issue as the basis for a Gothic horror tale of vengeance and magic. It is intended for a theme befitting Halloween. Don't start anonymously flaming or trolling for what c...