I Love My Breasts! Yes, that's what I said. "I love my breasts! Boobs! Knocker! Honkers! Fun Bags! Tatas! Tits!" It all started many, many years ago. I loved stealing glances of my father's Penthouse and Playboy collection. I could barely wait for my parents to leave so I could sneak a copy back to my room, lay naked on my bed and beat one out. I had to ta...
Spring Break had finally come. I was packing excitedly in my dorm. I was going to the beach with my girlfriend this year. My freshman year I had just stayed in my dorm, alone...I was to scared to go out for spring break. This year it was different. By now I had become more confident as a person, and had grown into college life. As I was finishing packing,...
Andrew had sunk somewhere below rock bottom he felt. Life had become miserable. Nothing in his existence was going well. Keeping with the adage of Americans hitting the open road in times of tumult, he followed suit and packed some of the belongings he still owned. During his recent divorce, he'd acquiesced and signed over much of his net worth to his now fo...
Liam sat nervously in the hallway, his legs crossed for obvious reasons to all to passed by. He tried distracting himself from it by reading, but it wasn't working one bit. He was of an average height, but extremely skinny. He was in that golden age of a really high metabolism, and so he had never gone over 150 pounds in his life. His blonde hair was slightl...
I was a giddy as a school girl knowing that I would be sleeping with Tim, Curiosity was building inside me. I was going to sleep with a man for the very first time. What was the special surprise that Tim had planned for me. All night long, as we watched sissy porn, Mistress kept harassing my pussy with various levels of my trainer. I was happily enjoying us...
The Author would like to thank 'Larry in Seattle' for proofreading this story. * The package was sitting on the porch, in front of the door of the little house on Fifth Street. It was the type of package that any major delivery service might have left. It was sealed and addressed to Jacob Carlotti, who just happened to live there. The odd thing was that be...
The Interview: Friday, the 1st It all started innocent enough. I decided that I would investigate acupuncture treatment to help me quit smoking. I knew it was successful in treating some illnesses. I pulled out the yellow pages, let my fingers do the walking and set up an appointment. The appointment began with a questionnaire and concluded with an examina...
'Created in the image of a superior Being.' Part 3 Gloria's husband Greg's sensed his world was coming apart at the seams the day he was let go at work. Words were spoken anger flared up him and the boss glaring at each other it seemed they were one chair-toss away from it becoming a 'Jerry Springer' show. Unaware of it he hadn't known Gloria negotiated a...
I woke up the next morning in the motel bed, naked and alone. My first thought was that Big Bobby had left me, that he had left and moved on to his next conquest. I let out a sad sigh, then my ears picked up the distinct sound of a shower head pumping out water, and a smile quickly crept across my face. After a yawn and a quick stretch of my arms, I sat up a...
Caroline 06: Damsel in Distress Copyright Oggbashan July 2020 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. +++ Tom and I were on adjacent be...