************************************************* 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. This was orig...
Clara's finger traced down the length of Isaac's shoulder, intriguing the redhead with its bulk and well-defined muscle. The two were sharing the lounge chair on the deck of his condo, nine stories up; they'd finished breakfast minutes ago and had decided to take their conversation outside, revealing their inner thoughts about each other over all the time th...
This story is fictitious. The main characters and their prior experiences are inspired by those in "Saturday Night School" chapters 1 to 4 as written by jessica_tang_vonharper. ***** Jamie was christened Charles Jamie Taylor, but since then his parents have only used his second Christian name in line with the family tradition. At the time this story start...
It was near the beginning of my senior year of high school. I'd turned eighteen near the end of my junior year. (I'd started school a year late due to an illness which prevented me from making the deadline for registration, and suffered for that illness ever since.) I'd had a job working at a local pharmacy for almost two years, originally starting out doing...
In the backwaters of the Milky Way galaxy, there's resides, or rather resided, a small blue-green planet whose inhabitants were so amazingly primitive that they still relied on their external genitalia for sexual satiation. This created no end of problems for them. Around half the members of the dominant species of the planet found that they couldn't have n...
[There is a terrific story by cpete called "Blood From a Turnip" that got me thinking in a certain direction. This story is the result.] About 5:30 on Sunday evening, Beverly walked in the front door, dropped her purse and keys on the wingback chair, and headed down the hall to the master bedroom. I don't know for sure if she saw me sitting in the den, bu...
Chapter 08 A few days in the Chinese brothel From an idea by Dalhia57 with the kind authorization of Dee Rohini's honeymoon trip takes her to another important place for Kyrhan's friends : she is going to meet Debbie and her daughters, formerly quiet inhabitants of New Jersey, kidnapped by a gang of thugs and trained to become willing whores in an Asian b...
Jillian was gripping me tightly as I rode my bike towards town; we were followed by a hummer with six officers, three Canadians and three Americans. My chopper roared below me as the road howled by us. Jillian was still not comfortable with the loud roar of my hog, but to be fair I have a monster of a bike, and we were going a hundred and forty kilometres pe...
We were in yet another dingy hotel room barely fit for the cockroaches, owning only whatever we could transport in the old beat-up station wagon. But at least we still had each other. I sighed with a saddened weariness as I noted the lone bed, large enough for us both but clearly about as old as the well-trampled carpet. The once-white walls were definit...
Chapter Five - Everything's Coming Up Charlie "You just treat me like any other woman and when it gets to the tricky bits I'll help you," Charlie smiled up at Robin but the sweetness in her gaze had been replaced by desire. Robin took off his coat, kicked off his shoes and then removed his shirt, tie and pants and then impatiently tugged at his socks. Cha...