Author's note : This story is entirely a product of fiction. If something fits a person/s dead or alive it would be coincidental and not intentional; to them I offer my sincere apologies. Period of the story is late 40s when India had recently been independent. Cast system was still rigid in those days. The setting being Indian I have taken the liberty of...
Shawna turned onto a tree-lined gravel drive that wound its way through a mature woods of oak, hickory and maple. A few hundred yards in, the woods opened up to reveal a yellow brick ranch-style house amid an immaculately landscaped yard. Shawna pressed a button on a remote and the garage door on the attached garage opened to reveal a neatly kept garage with...
Mariah walked out of the office feeling extremely self-conscious. She'd never once in her life imagined that she'd have to accept public assistance, but circumstances had forced her to do exactly that. After losing her job and having no luck finding another one, her savings had run out, leaving her little choice. Her family was helping, but it was barely eno...
I would like to express my gratitude to HS. --- It was a quarter to four, just before I normally leave work on a Friday afternoon, when she came through the door to my office. "Hi," she said, as I looked up. "I still haven't thanked you for helping me move into my new place, and I wondered if you would like to come over for dinner some time." Anita on...
The blade is only sharpened, truly sharpened to a razor edge, on one side. But he does not know that. I move close to him and then suddenly wind myself around him, smoothing my thigh over his erect cock and draping my arms like snakes around his shoulders. He is tall, but so am I. I purr into his ear, and slowly bring the blade point down against his back, p...
This is a continuation of the story of Sexy Sally, her husband Harry, and Harry's Boss, Bob Simpson. The time is the next morning after Boss Bob Simpson has seduced Sally, Harry's wife and turned her into his slut mistress. ------------------------------------The Morning After I awoke about 11 o'clock the next morning. Bob was already up and gone, but he h...
"Hey, 'Nessa, sweet tits, why dontcha come on over here and suck my dick for me?" I ignored him and kept walking toward the driveway. "Fuck off, Denny, you perv." It had gotten to be a regular thing, the way he talked to me, and I kept thinking maybe I should tell my dad about it. Denny owed Dad big time for letting him move into the garage apartment - wha...
Well, after their Saturday adventure with some of the Big Foot club members, Tommy and Margaret were wiped out and went straight to bed after taking a nice long hot shower. When they woke up at around noon on Sunday, they started talking about their adventure yesterday. Tommy was so in love with cock that he couldn't get enough and Margaret was a little bit...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2007 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. ************...
Chapter 11: Living With and Loving My Pretty Little Vixen The event of our marriage had swept upon us much quicker than either of us had ever supposed would be the case, and several details had been left unattended. We went shopping together for rings, including a jeweler's shop in Bellevue where he made all his own stuff, all of it impressively beautiful...