A week went by following my first encounter with English, my tranny escort, before I found myself craving another. Every day when I jacked off I thought of her sexy slender body and that big thick, long, uncut cock. The feeling of her hands running through my hair and then pushing on the back of my head to force her cock into my mouth...then the incredible s...
Today is a very sad day. Abigail, my fetish partner, is going to be moving away at the end of this school year because one of her rich parents found a job somewhere else. So we will not be able to see each other, but we will keep in contact. Now, I know long distance relationships don't work out, but technically we aren't really dating. Contrarily to what ev...
As Carmen claimed up into my jeep, and wiggled around, to put on her seat belt her skirt to rode way up on her thighs. I'm an ass and leg man, and Carmen has great legs and a nice big beautiful soft bubble ass. Needless to say I couldn't take my eyes off her legs. Carmen smiled when she caught me starring at her legs, and asked," Carlos, you like my legs?...
Chapter 3 - The Finale Patty had never felt more slutty than she did at the moment with Mr. Roid's big black dick up her 18 year old asshole, as she sucked on Shaquille's 13 incher, and Ms. Cumming's tongue played a tarantula on her clitoris, all at the same time and everbody together. The video camera was running, and the tape would be posted on the intern...
WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature. So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else. I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory. All the names and/or places may have been cha...
Sally Mae Johnson or Sally Struthers as we know her had waited with great anticipation for her Jonestown High School reunion. Despite her parents’ reluctance, she’d gone to college about as far away from her hometown as a country girl could get. Of course, that didn’t confine her parents to Jonestown. When Sally Mae moved, her parents moved with her. They’d...
One day, and out of the blue, I got told I had to go and supervise one of the night shifts down at one of our plants in England. Being 40 and separated there wasn't too much keeping me in Scotland and the thought of lording it over peasants in England-shire was fairly appealing as a compensatory measure for working away from my home surroundings. They were a...
* * * * * 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...
I should have listened to my friends when they said that an English degree wouldn't be worth the paper it was printed on. Instead, I spent 4 years studying Medieval Romance Literature and wound up walking out of the ivy walled buildings of my university and straight into unemployment. After spending 8 months pounding the pavement, constantly downgrading the...
Copyright oggbashan April 2020 Apart from the Author's name this is supposed to be non-fiction. All names have been omitted to protect the guilty. A couple of people have asked me to make a permanent record of the real-life anecdotes I had posted in the Authors' Hangout and General Board so this is the fourth part, previously unposted. 1st Class by liner...