6 A New Leaf Carmel De Bois, stunning in light blue Armani, stepped through the doors of the elegant reception lobby to greet the six visitors from Austin. After a round of handshakes and an enquiry about the journey from the capital they were on their way through the array of planted pots, coffee tables and modern art to the Director's office for a viewin...
The Foundation 24 The Best Whorehouse in Texas Senator Simpson stepped out from his limousine and a naked convict, dressed only in dark blue stockings and high heels, stepped forward with an umbrella to shelter him from the downpour. "Thank you, Miss." He gazed at the damp, naked flesh. "Good Samaritans come in all shapes and sizes." The Senator examine...
A Nights Tale had the most comments and e-mails of any story I have written even though it had the least readers. So for those that enjoyed it I offer part 2. Dom Woolf * She walks through the hot summer night, her body glistening where flesh is exposed. She stalks her prey, keeping to the shadows in areas where they are most likely to be until she spots...
Notes for a family history. ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 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 l...
I believe in getting the milk without buying the cow. I also believe that said 'cow' should only be grazing in my field -- if you know what I mean. I had dated Amy for about 6 months before I moved her in with me so I could milk her whenever I felt like it (or rather, have her milk me. Either way, you get the point). Amy had the reputation as a freak, and s...
Vignette 2. - Rotkoff encounters love. Stephen Rotkoff grew up with sex ever-present in his life. His mother, Edit had been a battle hardened brothel keeper in Hamburg, when she and her husband took the decision to up sticks and go to England in the miserable, starving aftermath of the Great War. They bribed their way onto a tramp steamer and fetched up in...
"Hello dearest Annalise, I am writing this from distant lands. Where the trees touch the sky and the sunshine never ends. But all of this beauty could never compare to your face. Your crystal blue eyes. Your raven wing colored hair..." This is as far as I could read before I burst into crimson colored tears. She was my everything. And I let her slip throu...
To be my girlfriend you must accept that I don't want to fuck your pussy. The only pleasure a woman should get is from being sexually submissive. This means that the only sex you're going to be allowed to enjoy is getting your ass and throat fucked. You may play with yourself while I am using your other holes, but that is the only way you're going to be allo...
... but in the light it's 'pokes, saloons, whores and a wife The western was always a staple of TV and movie fare when I was a kid with John Wayne riding tall and Matt Dillon tossing bad guys in the pokey and Miss Kitty pouring shots at a long bar saloon. 44 Colt long barrel revolvers were the fashion accessories of the day and if Matt was putting the talle...
This is a celebration of one particular Santa Barbara courtesan. This is a paean to Megan. A whore. A courtesan of the highest order...and a description of an encounter with her and her mouth. There are scores of whores here in Santa Barbara. I believe we possess, within our tony borders, some of the greatest whores in the world. Whores are divided into...