A few years ago, I hit that place in life where I had the "perfect" suburban lifestyle. Married man with two small children, a townhouse in the subdivision and a mortgage that was a little too large for comfort. My wife was at home with the children, and had reached the stage in her life where she was tired all the time and nothing was going "right". We des...
Chapter 01: Sharon All the cab driver stories are in some part based on fact. They all could, or did happen, either in part or completely. * I am a 40 year old cab driver, married and living in one of a square of houses in town. Living opposite me was Sharon, a slim 26 year old, divorcee with two kids. Sharon used to dump her kids with her mother in law...
Writers block! Definitely one of the worst feelings in the world for an aspiring novelist. I have felt this way before but never to this degree. In fact my trip up to my country cottage was for the purpose of eliminating distractions and making significant headway on my first novel. Unfortunately, even without distractions my mind is not producing anything g...
The Teacher Calls Ring, Ring. "Hello. How are you?" I recognized the voice, and my heart skipped a beat, it sounded familiar but I hadn't heard it in months, since the day I'd stepped off the train into the Amtrak station. "Hi. I'm doing fine." I relied, the surprise evident in my voice. "Do you know who this is?" she asked. "Yes, it's Lara." I respon...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2012. 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. * "Bloody troubadour!" Leofric threw the scroll from the bed to th...
You arrive at work. The wind is too strong for your umbrella and your hair gets wet, whipping about in strands. You wish you had a longer coat or a shorter walk from the car. Your first stop is the department office, where you say hello to the administrators, take some candy from the jar on the front desk, and check your mail. In your mailbox there is a co...
I was excited to see April. It had been almost ten years since we'd graduated from college and nearly that long since we'd last seen each other. We were close friends in college, though never more than that, and had stayed in close touch after graduation for a while, but once our careers had taken us to different cities we'd drifted apart and now only talked...
So there I stood, stark naked, facing four strapping African youths. They too were naked and visibly aroused. Not surprising as they had just witnessed my deflowering on the most sublime long thin cock belonging to a young African boy called Kayode. His sperm and my juices were oozing out of my pussy and trickling down my thighs. He was clearly a younger mem...
My greatest sexual adventure actually started at Great Adventure -- Six Flags Great Adventure, that is. That is where most of the senior class went on "Senior Skip Day," following the tradition of the graduating classes before us. It started out as a great day, with absolutely incredible weather, and ended as a mind-numbingly unbelievable day. I had ridden d...
note: My first Romance submission "Moonlight & Revelations" was for the current Nude Day writing contest. Its reception was so positive, I decided to inflict one more, non-contest, sample of my scribbling upon this otherwise upstanding category. While this is a work of fiction, your comments and votes are real and will be appreciated. RF === Sensual and se...