The car slices the air, almost silently, the warmed leather seat hugging my body. I glance sideways to get a better view of my rescuer. The dim dash lights do not provide any more detail to his features than did the dark night along the roadside. Trying not to stare but unable to tear my eyes away...his hand reaches out to trace my jawline. It travels downwa...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2012 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. * Nimue turned as another woman squealed in dismay. She saw a you...
**All participants in this story are over 18. ***** It was almost the end of their time together. She knew it and tried telling him but he was always focused on just enjoying the moment. And then he came to the basement with her to see where some of their colleagues would be working over the next several months of their ongoing mutual project. She walked...
I knocked on the door to my ex-girlfriend, Autumn's, house. We had been together a few months but things never really got serious. We kissed a couple of times but that was it. Her overbearing mother didn't help things. She texted me saying she wanted to get back together because she hated having to sleep alone. "Hi," She said, as she opened the door. "I've...
“Happy birthday!” I said with a great, wide, grin as I reached up around his neck to embrace him. Shrugging nonchalantly, he hugged me back, his arms encircling my waist. He had tried to convince me that to him, this was just another day and there was no cause for celebration, I felt differently and insisted on having a party for him. He hated parties, espec...
Thank You for Volunteer editor Ortay Ortay. ***** Riya was a twenty-five year old divorced woman who had adopted one of my younger cousins. She is an Anglo-Indian and after her divorce, she chose to settle in India. As I was very affectionate towards my cousin, I frequently visited her Palace. In one word, Riya was perfect. She was smart, kind and sexy. W...
"Uhhh, what the fuck, Larry?" It was late. I just wanted to turn off the light. "What do you mean, 'DefCon 4?'" I waited through a few heartbeats of silence. "Larry?" "Shit, Jim, I'm not sure what happened. Angel went off script." But the way he said it wasn't all that contrite. "Check out the chat room." I logged in and saw Tee's face, smashed again...
This story is based on actual events although poetic licence has been used to enhance it. What is true is that the story is written to order. I have been told to ask for both your votes and your comments, dependent upon which will be reward or punishment for the author. If you enjoy it, please be generous. If you do not like it please display your generosity...
"Tell me a story." I said, looking into her eyes and slowing my thrusts. She leaned in and kissed me gently. "Is that your idea of dirty talk?" She then reached her hand down and firmly grasped my buttocks. "What kind of story?" I increased my speed as I put my lips to hers. "Tell me something you've done; something dirty." "Um..." She started releasing...
*Author's note:This is a continuation of a previous story. These are very sex heavy, so if you are looking for plot, these stories are not for you. Oh, and as for updates, I won't update until I get 20 rates or comments. Enjoy!* ~~~~~~~~~ Pt. 9 As their wits slowly returned, Elsa felt awkward, seeming to come between two who were obviously good friends, i...