It was a mistake, coming out on a night like this, when it was so close to the full moon. It was getting harder to control the urges, the instincts...the fifteen shots of pure whiskey he had downed didn't even damper the feelings simmering inside. Then it hit him like a fist, the crawling on his flesh like a hundred ants traveling over his skin, the body tem...
A bout of despondency wasn't unknown to Andy Ash, but this time it lay on him heavily and he felt like a dog without a bone. He'd lasted in his job in California just five days. "Jesus, that won't look great on the CV," he muttered. He sighed and thought perhaps William would have forgotten who he was if a future employer called to confirm a work record. A...
I have done this trip home a few times from work before. It's now 6pm. It's been a long day. I take this opportunity to take a well deserved nap. But tonight apart from the usual bumps and sounds of the train running along the tracks, there was largely quietness in the half filled train. At the next stop a lady in her thirties is speaking on her mobile enter...
I intend to spend the next year or so writing stories for this setting and Eternal's setting, plus a few one-shots. (When I'm more confident in my skill, I'll start rewriting Cold Steel--I know some people liked it, but I feel like it could have been so much better.) As for this particular story, it'll take a while to get to proper sex , but there's going to...
Michael and Laurie had a dream life. They had married five years ago when they both were in their late twenties. Laurie was a slim, willowy woman with short light brown hair about 5' 7" tall and 120 lbs in weight. She worked out regularly and had a great figure, pert breasts with sensitive dark nipples, round firm ass and silky soft skin. Michael was a coupl...
Copyright Oggbashan November 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. Most of the conversations are assumed to be in Spanish but reto...
As the plane banked in, the land below looked rich and green, dotted with developments and striped with roads. It reminded Connor of his time in Hawaii visiting the islands that were separated from Oahu's overdevelopment. As the vista grew closer, however, the roofs of the houses bloomed into focus and he could see the developed cityscape of Havana in the di...
Author's note: This standalone story includes elements from the RON'S JOURNAL series, but reading the other chapters is optional. The tale contains seduction, betrayal, violence, and dust devils. The story is probably fairly fictional. All sexual acts involve live humans over age 18. Felice is mostly the McGuffin. Your feedback is appreciated. ***** The Tem...
We'd had sex in my kitchen, which I had just carefully cleaned the day before. I had been inhaling the scent of bleach on my counter, while he fucked me from behind, pounding into me. Now he had found a clean dishtowel, was running it under the warm water, wiping us both up. "You know more Spanish than I thought," he finally remarked. "Yeah. And you calle...
"Mama!" "Hey, Pablo, deed you have a good day? Hello, Meester Dave." I looked up from where I sat cross-legged on the floor, helping my group of six-year-olds construct neat stuff from Legos. As usual, it felt silly to be playing with the kids when a parent came in-but that's my job. "Good afternoon, Miss Lewis." I rose to my feet in one easy motion. Show...