Thirteen days had passed since my threesome. Thirteen fucking days since I had any cock inside of me. Even though I was constantly horny and Christopher tried to initiate sex multiple times, I didn't feel like having sex with him. Not having heard from Sebastian since our hotel rendezvous, I was growing worried, frustrated and disheartened. Standing at the...
It's time for my annual orgasm. It had been more than a year, sixteen months to be exact, since my last orgasm. According to the contract my Mistress/Wife Michele and I had signed on the night before our wedding, I was contractually entitled to at least one (and not more than three) orgasm per year. However, I had committed four offenses which had added an...
You curse the day that you had told me how much you hate waiting. Somehow you knew that sooner or later I would use this knowledge against you. But not like this. Not in this manner. The waiting is agonizing. You want to scream. Scream for attention. Scream to get me over there to punish you, to scold you, to spank you, to do anything to you. Yet you do not....
"Next is the lovely Number Eighteen!" A man in his mid twenties shouted and pointed towards a black curtain. The crowd made up mostly by hundreds of drunken men howled loud enough to tremble the steel stage that he was standing on. "Let's make sure she feels plenty welcome! Encase I wasn't clear I want you to make some noise!" Sabrina had never heard anythi...
Lara Croft sat in the large, plush chair, warming herself by the roaring fire. She grasped the large red book close to her chest as she nestled into a comfortable position. She looked around the room, admiring her vast array of artifacts she had obtained on many an adventure, realizing that she yearned more for the adventure, than she did for the artifacts....
This story contains a gender-bending element, but it is not your typical transgendered story. If you're looking for that kind of fare, there's plenty of it on this very site. Edited by Over_Red ************** On the day after my twenty-first birthday, I was determined to get shitfaced for real and Greeley's was as good a place as any. Or, so I had thought...
Grace walked into her apartment and sighed. Work had been an exhausting day to put it bluntly. Her brown hair hung down to her pale shoulders. She closed the door to her apartment and began stripping off her clothing. Her Legend of Zelda shirt flew onto the bed as she kicked off her boots. Her mind swirled from the day at work. She stood up from her bed an...
Chapter 1: Alex and Xenia Part 1 Xenia I felt as if I was being watched. It wasn't the first time I'd gotten the feeling. Every time I came to visit my brother's earthly resting place I felt that way. When I looked over my shoulder I knew I wouldn't see anyone but I always looked hoping to catch a glimpse of my graveyard stalker. My brother was murdered...
Copyright Oggbashan September 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. ************************************************* "Sky-Clad?...
The last time my species was on this planet we were worshiped as gods, now, we are hunted by the inhabitants. I write this for those inhabitants understanding enough to ask our purpose before trying to annihilate us, we are here peacefully and seek only a chance to prove this, every race and species has radicals who decide that the current system is wrong an...