Our house was clean. Lindsey and I had had some older family members over for dinner the previous evening, so we had spent some time getting everything in order. Lindsey said, "Since our house looks so good, why don't we invite somebody over for drinks and hors d'oeuvres. I don't want to make another dinner, but I don't mind making chips and dips." Her invi...
Copyright Oggbashan July 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 living persons. +++ I was sitting at my dining room table counting the week's taki...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. * * * * * Halloween is not an English tradition. It has been imported into England over the last twenty years as a transatlantic festival. It is not surprising that we get it wrong. There was an English tradition on 31st October. On...
(My Dear Literotica Readers...I am Alex now turned 21 and studying in College. I am an admirer of this mega-site where good stuff is giving free to its lovers. After reading many of the stories in this site, I also thinking of sharing my very special and highly confidential sexual life experience with my co-readers. As a beginner, I need your strong support...
So, okay, I have NEVER found a substitute for a guy's tongue. Okay, like, I'm real oral, you know? Like I talk, a LOT, and sometimes my friends, they're, like, "God, Kristie! Shut UP!" So I've tried EVERYTHING, like I was in the store with my mom and I saw like, this TONGUE in the meat counter, like, you know, for sandwiches, and my eyes get real big and I...
Most people use the phrase, "the corners of my mind." There's even a song with that phrase in it. It popped into my mind a while back and I thought about it. I don't have any corners in my mind. There doesn't seem to be some old box up there, with a lid on it. My thoughts feel as though they are in a whirlwind and random pieces fly out of the eddy at an amaz...
I remember exactly the day it started. Sharon and I had married young, she was a virgin that first night in our bed. Of course we had indulged in some heavy petting during our dates, I had had a finger stuck up in there more than once and I had spent literally hours licking her big soft titties while she rubbed my cock through my pants. Just once she had t...
Andrew Gibson sat back in his office chair -- and smiled. And who could blame him? His life was an incredibly happy one, to be sure, and all because of the formula. He stroked his chin in thought, staring out the picture windows in his plush corner office with a view of the park. There had to be someone worthy enough to pass it on to, he thought. Andrew ri...
Another way I earn my keep is I work three nights and a couple of lunchtimes at a small pub, I don't know what the people pay to use me because either the guys or the landlord make the arrangements without consulting me. I'm told what to do, how to behave and what to wear. But I get to keep my tips, which is cool. Being the pub cunt has a nice additional l...
Chapter 5 -- Counseling The alarm went off just a few hours later. Ruthie was dead-tired and it took her longer than normal to rouse herself. She heard Shannon mumble a complaint about the noise before she finally managed to sit up and hit the "off" button. She got up and made her way to the student center across a campus that still was totally dark and col...