The first time I saw you was when you climbed into my car to start your first lesson. My heart missed a few beats and I could have sworn a little quiver went through my pussy lips as they snuggled beneath my pink panties. I could see your chest muscles beneath your tight T shirt and the sight of your strong legs stretching out towards the pedals only encour...
When I came home from work one evening, I could tell my wife's nerves where shot from dealing with the kids all day. In an effort to give her a break, I called my mother to see if she would watch the kids for a couple of hours. I figured a couple of hours of therapeutic shopping would so the trick. So I told my wife I'll run the kids down moms and get ready...
I gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. I had just passed my test last week and couldn't believe that he was allowing me to drive his car, a brand-new silver-grey Mercedes. It was my reward for passing my driving test, and all of his tests. I didn't know where we were headed. He gave the instructions and I followed them. We had just joined a d...
This was going to be the most difficult trip Cindy was ever to undertake. She knew it was over a long time ago, yet she held on, something she could do no longer. The engagement was a total waste of time; they never saw each other and Cindy suspected that he was having sex on the sideline even though they had both promised to be faithful. It had to end and s...
(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * I sit at the table in my room... waiting... anxiously waiting.... I have a drink... sip at it... Then...
Mina, that was my trainee driving student, our receptionist turned over and took a deep sigh. I commended her for the fantastic sex she had given me and that she was a virgin allowing me to take her cherry. That is when she confessed. Confessed that she deliberately handled the car in such a way as to get into a situation which would lead to the great love...
My wife and I are high-maintenance travelers, I admit it. We prefer to fly if at all possible. We err on the side of high end hotels and resorts, the more amenities and services the better. But a few years ago, we thought it would be fun to pack up the car and do a long driving vacation, maybe see some sights that we otherwise wouldn't while soaring above th...
The car drove silently down the poorly lit road, somewhere just outside of town. The lights from the city shone brightly on the horizon, like an artificial sunrise. The road was vacant as the car sped towards the light, a slick sporty convertible with the top down. The only other vehicle in proximity was a light green van, older model, like one that might ha...
Copyright Oggbashan October 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 am a student at a London university in the mid 1960s but...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...