A/N As usual the only real character in this story is myself. In order to protect people I have in mind when thinking of these stories I tell as little as possible about their physical characteristics. It also helps the reader imagine more what the experience is like since I cannot actually see much of the people I interact with. Any similarities to real p...
"What had she done?" Her conscience scolded her. She boarded and sat in a twin seat at the back of the night train to her stop. It was another hour away yet and then a further 15 minute walk to her home. A home where her husband and children were and the family dog. The carriage was empty and nothing could be heard except for the rhythmic engine and wheels...
Minerva By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer Minerva chapter 05 As you might imagine, being two reporters short on a small local weekly rag, we were all a bit pushed. Although it did mean the rest of us grunts moved up a notch or two. I found myself spending nearly every morning either in the local magistrate's court and most afternoons on obituaries, or...
Lek, the city of gateways, was a strange and wonderful place. Located at a sort of a crossroads in the multiverse, people from all walks of life lived here. Devils from the Hells, Dwarves from the depths of the Prime Material, Incarnae from their secluded sanctuary between planes, various types of Tarqael from all over, Gnoll refugees from the Wild Plane, an...
Hair Bands For Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2017 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. ***********************************...
I glanced in my rearview mirror and saw the blue lights flashing as the police car was gaining on me. Another glance, this time to the clock on the dashboard confirmed that it was just after 1:00 a.m. I knew I was driving about 55 miles per hour and that I had just driven through Buckingham, Virginia, completely ignoring the fact that the speed limit had dro...
The young man walked lazily along the country road, enjoying the summer heat. Sex was the last thing on his mind that day, as his old Volkswagen Beatle had run out of fuel a mile back. But he didn't mind. He was on a well-earned break in the South of England. The year was 1985 and for a randy young man, anything was possible. As the road took another tur...
The next morning at work was interesting! My cock was rock hard even before Jayne came in, and my mind was thinking about how she'd react to me after having my cock forced deep down her throat. Last night had ended a bit abruptly, I guess being forced in the way she was and then ending up on your ass in the dirt, with your dress under you armpits whilst cou...
i'm a taker. i used to be a taker AND a stealer but monogamy eliminates the stealing angle. stealing is when you use wit, wile, guile and seduction to convince a girl to fuck you when she had no intention of doing so when the conversation started. better still if the temptation crossed her mind but she actively stamped it out...temporarily. stealing pussy i...
KleptophiliaA sexual deviation in which the person derives sexual excitement from stealing. I carefully jiggle the handle of the door, listening to the lock inside. A faint flush spreads across my cheeks as I slide the pick in, wiggling it carefully, quickly, and quietly to undo the lock. Spring locks are sooo easy. I turn the handle quickly, and slide insi...