Brian watched Sadie work the room. She was wearing a black halter top and a tight black miniskirt. Black sandals finished the outfit that showed off her full breasts and shapely ass. The black accented her creamy skin and thick auburn hair. It was early summer and already nearly everyone at the party was tanned within an inch of their lives. Among the sun wo...
Copyright Oggbashan January 2015. 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. Thank you to naokosmith for academic advice. *****************...
Terry couldn't draw. Every time he tried to the blank page stared back at him, virgin white, and all he could think about was whether Mika would call him. When he had met her, he had experienced a huge spurt of creative energy, and now that she was gone the well was dry. Terry guessed that maybe all that shit about muses was right after all. He drifted thro...
It was a bright, muggy August Tuesday morning in Lawrence, Kansas. Chris Jenkins was trimming a hedge at the side of a stately old house built after Quantrill's Raid; a light blue 2 story house with a full front porch, gables, ornate trim, and long, thin windows. It had an ample yard with an artistic display of flowers in front of the house, and hedges on th...
As he crossed my path, we almost collided and I heard him mumble, "Sorry," in a deep, sexy voice. He didn't look more than 21 years old. He was black, as black as a black man can be. He stood about five foot eight with short cropped hair and eyes that showed an expression of cold indifference. He looked dangerous. I knew he didn't work in the building becau...
Author's note: I hope this wee tale of teenage exploration will make some of my old fans happy. Maybe this is autobiographical: I'm not telling. * He shifted on the tenement steps to see them better. The group of girls stood on the street corner, a few yards away, chatting in the June sunshine. Laurel Bank uniforms, a fee-paying girls' school. What caught...
Before my eyes opened, I was able to sense his presence in the room. The weight of his eyes on my skin was more than enough to pull me from the innocence of my dreams. I tried to keep my breathing steady, to continue to feign sleep in order to lengthen this moment that I was beginning to find so dear - the way he simply looked at me. His fingers softly touch...
Note: This is part of a larger work featuring a Dragon called Norman. The land (the Kingdom) where he lives is not found on modern maps, and the stories are as passed down by the great story-tellers of history. It was/is written purely for fun. And yes, it is English English. If you are looking for a story loaded with sexual encounters, look elsewhere. Thos...
This story will talk about sex and religion. There will be some rough sex, and elements of BDSM, so if you are looking for romance, this is not the story for you. Also, if you harbor in your heart any thoughts about the sanctity of religion, then please move along, because I will surely offend you. Otherwise, I present to you A Priestess of Isis. "People in...
All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced without permission from the author. This is a work of fiction... It is fantasy, pure and simple. Any resemblance to real people is unintentional and strictly coincidental. If you aren't at least 18 years of age, don't read this blah, blah, blah. * To have one's cock deep throated by a young, b...