Note: Generally I like to write stories that are simple fantasies with situations and dialogue that only ever really occur in the world of porn. But for this story I thought I'd write about a real life encounter that I remember very fondly. The sex was messy, imperfect, fun, and ultimately real. I've also included a bit of history that led up to the encounte...
To say my obsession with the beast and his exotic lover had become an addiction would be an understatement. I thought of them constantly. When I dreamed, I dreamed of them. Waiting for their next show was torturous and if for some reason they did not perform one week I would fly into a rage that could only be tempered by a violent coupling with Sarah, who ea...
(Thank you for all of your comments they have really helped me to finish this story, even if the length was quite short. However, if you stick with me I will attempt to make them a lot longer.) * Sam fell back towards the floor of the tent with the force of me colliding against his body. Our mouths were connected once again, tongues fighting for dominance...
Of Gods and Elves ---- Alanna awoke in the morning outstretching her arms with a long yawn, the events of the previous day already pushed into the back of her mind. Talos wasn't next to her, which wasn't any particular surprise as he usually rose long before her. Alanna pulled her red undershirt over her arms before fastening a couple of the lower butt...
The day dawned with just a few clouds in the east. It was going to be another typical Long Island summer day. Hot and hazy, just right for an outing at the local state park. There were canoes to rent, trails to hike and a great secluded camping area providing tables and grills. Not wanting to miss a moment of this wondrous day I reached over to the phone on...
Last winter, when we'd had this massive snowfall, I took a picture of this cottage, and it turned out great. It's the one cottage down our road that I would buy if it ever came up for sale. The owner is this man who lives over in Buffalo. He used to come and be here all summer. But lately, last summer and now this summer, he's only here once in a while. When...
A brief story, the beginning of a vacation. As is usual in my stories, the places named and described are real. The people? Well, . . . . ***** Ellen and I had been married for a long time, 36 years now, and 36 years changes people. We'd gone from two skinny people to two not-so-skinny parents, and now, in my early sixties and her late fifties, well we loo...
I heard the rustling of footsteps on the long grass outside my tent and lift my head up from my inflatable pillow. I listen. The woods are alive with a million insects and animals, but this was different, bigger. It's the second day of a college trip into the woods a few hours out of the city, where me and a few other teachers had been chosen to chaperone e...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 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 have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attrac...
His camp was up beyond the Long Way at the very north end of the campground. He had put in for it early the previous year and hadn't been surprised when everyone let him have it without question. It was to hell and gone from the shopping, the store, even the battlefields, but it was secluded and very dark in the evenings. On a clear, moonless night, he could...