Copyright Oggbashan February 2015 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. * As an elderly widower I'm not as competent with computers a...
My friend has stopped by unexpectedly. She is a psychologist and has been in Tallahassee at a seminar, so she missed my birthday. Dinner is in the oven and I am looking forward to spending a special evening with you. She arrives dressed for a night out on the town. Her strapless dress hugs her breasts and accentuates her trim waistline before flaring out to...
My wife bought herself a new book recently...something about learning to give the best blow-job ever. This is something my wife is already great at so I can't imagine her learning anything new – but I'm open. I asked her what she has learned so far – she's into the book to about the 3rd chapter. She told me she's learned a few things already such as: #1)...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The...
I awoke with the memory of sweet scent and a chill wind against my bare chest. The rocky ground I had lain on was warm where my body had made contact. Wiping the sleep from my eyes I looked around the scorched surroundings, remembering how decimated this world was when we first arrived. I then realised that she was no longer with me. My eyes scanned the barr...
My girlfriend Abby is a third-year nursing student at a major university. She lives in an off-campus apartment with two other girls, Barb and Carla. While Barb is a biology major, Carla, like Abby, is also a nursing student. While I attend a different university where I am majoring in engineering, Abby is only a couple of hours away meaning that I get to spe...
I saw her clunky shoes first; they were charcoal, like her socks. Her feet swung as she sat on the stool, not quite tall enough to reach the floor. Her plaid skirt rested just above her fair knees and and the white button up she wore was tucked in at the waist. To complete her ensemble, her hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and a gold necklace hung at he...
Happenstance*: n. (informal) a thing that happens by chance. Kismet*: n. destiny, fate. Did they seize an opportunity; or was it always meant to be? In the end, you decide. * * * * * "What are you smiling about?" Her smile deepened as Sean's gruff voice broke the peaceful silence. She'd come to recognize that note of contented pleasure oh-so well. Time...
Ch. 4: Rabbit Sends in a Little Willie "Utterly bourgeois!" was Dodie's assessment of the play Alice and Mouse had seen. "How can you say that? You've not even seen it!" Mouse objected. "How can it be anything else given your description of it? It's nothing but an excuse for titillating and athletic sex scenes in a story that reinforces accepted stereot...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Rosetta and James both had one child from previous marriages; James had one 20 year old son Charlie. Charlie had gone to college for two years but got heavily into drugs and couldn't keep up with his studies. He moved home after dropping out and had worked on and off at McDonalds....