This is a fictional account. Jennifer Wells was so excited. She had never even been outside of Lincoln, Nebraska before and here she was about to board her first airplane. She had just graduated from nursing school and volunteered for the navy. It was April 1942, and the nineteen year old, Jenny Wells, was dressed in her uniform and ready to go. Her first...
You sit on the edge of the examining table, completely nude as I conclusively remove the tight, latex gloves from my hands. Your annual physical just completed, you promptly reach over to retrieve your discarded clothing, modest, fumbling hands attempting to simultaneously conceal the exposed generous peaks of your breasts, and your neatly trimmed triangul...
Copyright Oggbashan February 2005 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 started at Amanda's disastrous reunion on New Year's Eve. Sh...
Chapter One: That Smell [*A note of explanation. The name I prefer is Bob. Melissa however chooses to call me Robert and her slight Spanish lilt [it sounds more like Row-bert] is so sensual I wouldn't have her call me anything else. Also many of my relatives call me Bobby even though I'm 60 something. I still love them even the ones that voted for W. Thanks...
I lay there dazed for a few minutes after that mind-bending, explosive orgasm. Charlene shook with her own orgasm as she furiously frigged herself and swallowed the rest of my cum. She buttoned up her scrubs and kissed me tenderly on my cheek and neck. She then left to take her post at the nurses' station, leaving me in the hands of Heather and Sarah. My ho...
Dr. Rao and Neeta lay down on the bed for a little rest. She kept her head on his chest. "Take a small nap if you want slut. We have time." "Ok Sir." She closed her eyes. She was tired and strangely, felt comfortable to be with him. She fell asleep after a few minutes. He wondered if Ruby had started laying out the table. Perhaps Ramesh was still having...
It was mid-afternoon. My Master had left me tied while he went out ... I had been left sitting in a big wooden "farmhouse" chair wearing just a corset and stockings, heavily blindfolded, with my arms pulled round the back of the chair and tied. My legs had been pulled up and hung over each arm of the chair ... and my ankles tied by a strap under the chair. I...
It all started when I was hit by a car as I walked home one night. Before I tell you about that, and how it changed my life, I'd better tell you a bit about myself. My name is Saffron Peterson. I'm 1.34m tall, skinny, natural strawberry blonde shoulder length hair, A cup conical breasts and smallish hips. My mother walked out on my father and I when I was...
All characters depicted in sexual actions are over 18. *** 12 days, I've been in this hell hole for 12 days now. I was bedridden with only a tv mounted so high on a wall I could barely see it. I never took my home tv for granted, I loved it. It was a 60" screen and I sat close to it so I could take in all the detail. I also subscribed to all the internet s...
As Miss Lucy plies the safety razor over the next girl – a skinny crack whore named Elsa Engels who has about as much sex appeal as a stick insect – her thoughts are still with Clare Davenport. She hadn't really intended that Clare should cum, judging that Clare was more likely to turn up in the sick bay if she was still suffering months of frustration. But...