Two police officers were standing around the bar table. Their blue uniforms hugged tall, muscular, ivory physiques. They were in full uniform, having just come off duty and were asked to stop in for a drink. It was empty except for them as the sun cracked open the night's sky, and they just got off night shift. The owner was a member of their special group,...
When I was a 19-yr. old student in a southern college I was having a tough times making ends meet and was literally a 'starving student'. My luck changed when I became a Pizza delivery boy for a fraternity buddy's dad who was told how much I was hurting financially and gave me a job with some under the table money that save my ass and turned my suffering int...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan December 2008 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. * * * * * The following are 15 fifty-word stories w...
Author's note: Yes, it has been a long time since the last installment. Please forgive me for the delay. I was suffering some writer's block but that seems to have cleared up now. The support I have been shown for this story line has been just amazing. Thank you all for your kind words and encouragement. I hope everyone will enjoy the latest installment ju...
At midday...the heat from the noisy radiator permeates the room, and he shoves a finger between his throat and the collar of his button-up shirt. He has already loosened his tie, the playful one she had given him for Christmas, with the Pink Panther lounging by the beach clutching a margarita. He loosens the top button on his shirt, and glances at the clock....
I dedicated the last weeks of our probation period to perfecting my body. I worked out diligently twice a day and made sure everything I ingested into my body was healthy. I performed my Kegels Sometimes I would do extra work at home or go for a run. Mercy and I grew closer and closer. We cuddled and kissed all the time. We admired how great our own bodies...
Foreword Hi there. I am a white woman of forty, divorced and childless. An eternity ago, I studied business. It was during my wild years at University that something occurred, which messed up my family plans. I fell pregnant from a married man, who also happened to be my professor. The consequent abortion was botched up. I barely survived it. They had to r...
Copyright 2004 by the author, all rights reserved. I met her at the Midtown Health Club. She was one hot looking woman and dressed to get any guy excited. You know: short skirt almost up to her ass, a top with deep cleavage that showed most of her tits, that sort of thing. "Hi, I'm Polly. What's your name?" Hey, a friendly chick. "Roger." "That's a nice...
This is a continuation, as in read the first part first. I mention because a great many can't seem to understand that part even when the name has something chapter 3 and so forth on it. Probably works fine as a read alone but darnit I type these so you miss out on plenty if you don't read the first part so if you haven't read the first part, go read the fir...
A problem began for me as soon as I discovered the pleasures of the solitary vice. Since I couldn't make a deposit into nature's intended receptacle, what should I do with the stuff? It was sticky, it smelled, and it made wet spots on just about everything. Toilet paper (T.P.) provided the initial solution. I'd sneak small piles of T.P. into my room and hid...