I awoke the next morning before her, the morning sun pouring through the lace curtains, causing a dazzling array of light and shadows across our bed. She lay on her back, a most peaceful look on her face, the sheets tucked neatly around her at her waist. One of her nightgown straps was off her shoulder, her nipples even now pushing through the cotton in the...
I woke up sore. The sex the night before and sleeping on the floor had my body aching. The screensaver on my computer was glowing in the darkness, lending the only light in the room. I moved my finger over the mouse pad to see what time it was. 5:30, good thing I woke up or I would have been late to class. When I turned on a lamp next to the sofa I saw somet...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2009 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. *********************************** Editor's Note: This is the s...
My work takes me away from home more than I’d like. A couple of times a year these travels take me to some of the nicer cities in Europe. The days involve hard negotiations while trying to fit into local cultures. Drinks, dinner and socializing seal the deal. I look forward to coming home days in advance of the actual return. I miss the warmth of your body...
Many times I had thought I was crazy to return to college at age 40. This is the time of life when things are supposed to be getting better. But with the economy being what it is, and one lay off after another, I had been pushed to the point of “retooling” or rusting out. My wife had suggested nursing as an option. Her reasoning was with the nursing shortage...
Story written for an internet friend inspired by her picture. He walks into the classroom without any expectations. This is the last class he needs before he can graduate. Somehow in the 4 years of school he has missed this one simple class. He was wishing that he had this time to do other things, but realizes this is for the best and figures he will breeze...
Chapter 4 -- A long afternoon and little public nudity never hurt anyone We cleaned up all over again, and spent a considerable amount of time just enjoying each others soft touch in the water. The shower was warm, and getting out and drying off wasn't comfortable for either of us. I helped her get into her robe, and she threw me a pair of boxers and a tee...
After Craig left the room, I realized that I'd become so wet while sucking his cock that my juices were actually running down my legs. "Can't have Mindy seeing that," I murmured, smiling to myself. I scanned the room and discovered a box of tissues on the bureau. I slid the soaked bikini bottoms down over my hips, letting them drop to the floor. Stepping out...
All characters depicted are of legal age. This is a continuing story about the adventures of David at getting his first action with busty ladies. *** *Several days later, Saturday morning* I lie in bed and reflect on the recent events of my life. I have gone from a complete virgin, someone who has never gotten any action at all, to getting my first hand j...
It was bound to be another of those nearly wasted journeys. A long flight to Mexico, two or three boring meetings where the other parties bring up objections and trivial detail about the proposed merger and eventually the whole thing falls flat on its arse. You can smell them a mile away, initial keenness followed by a request for more information and more...