Sometimes things once perceived as a thing of beauty are allowed into our lives; sometimes, like Fallopia Japonica: 'Japanese Knotweed' they can quickly overrun a situation-and take control. He had managed to escape the humdrum, rat-race office life of Banking and Stocks; after 30 years in which the stress had nearly killed him, he had taken advantage of re...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2004 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. * * * * * It all happened because Janie was proud of my size. I'm...
Go ahead. What? Here. She hooks his fingers in the inner band of her underwear. Please. He feels as if the moment redeems all the days he was unwanted--by any woman, or any world for that matter, so he doesn't move the finger. Besides, the hand is paralyzed by a drugged surge of wine and joy and grief. Instead he caresses the full of her back, admiring i...
You feel the finger nails scrape down your back through the material of your blouse, slowly moving along the line of your spine and you wonder how you got here. You're lying face down on the edge of your bed, your feet on the floor, your arms outstretched, one towards the foot of the bed, the other towards the pillows. You remember the playful snog, the sil...
These characters don't suffer repercussions, because their story ends. They can have casual sex without using condoms. You aren't as lucky. --- "And that is so not going to happen!" finished Tori. They were lying by the poolside, and as it often did, the topic had come around to boys and girls. Emily made a sound of acknowledgment, not looking at her fri...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The Teaser Pony Fuzimir hummed to himself as he...
Cushioned on a mountain of downy pillows, Haely watched her lover go about his morning routine. Their plush comforter was pulled up to her waist and she rested with her hands over her smooth belly, breasts bare for him to appreciate with a glance or a kiss every time he saw her through the doorway or approached the bed. Outside the white, morning light of a...
**This is a filth fetish story and things will likely get gross in here. If shit, piss, mud, muck, stink, and general nastiness isn't your thing and you keep reading you will likely be very disappointed** After a discussion with Terri while they had both stewed in some muck Elana had worked out the terms of employment. Elana had a month before she started h...
"No, I'm looking for a..." Rufus bit his lip, thumbing through the translation app on his phone. "... a fón cúiseamh?" The three villagers exchanged confused looks and shrugged at him. The two men—one old, the other young—were dressed in woolen vests and simple breeches. The woman wore a simple pale dress and carried a basket of what appeared to actually be...
From the moment he first met her, Dave felt as though he would never be able to hold onto a woman like Jessica. She was extraordinarily pretty in a "girl-next-door" kind of way. Beautiful, yet approachable, and so outgoing and friendly it was easy to fall in love with her. He noticed her well before she noticed him. His morning ritual included a visit to the...