Matt's trip to the States had been very successful. While he hated to be separated from Sofia for even a day, the trip had been unavoidable and Sofia would have been miserable had she accompanied him. With this latest business deal finalized, Matt expected be able to stay close to home for a while, close to the woman who had changed his life. As he lay in b...
Bernie (formerly Bernard) That night after Carol had told me she was going to look for another man to inseminate her Carol took me by the hand to our bedroom and dressed me in the loose bra and panties along with the nightie she normally wears to sleep in. "You can wear them from now on sweetie, I've decided to sleep naked in future. You don't mind, do you...
October. The melancholy month when autumn mists filter the heat of the sun. Time to head for warmer climes. Margo was flying to Italy. Long ago she had discovered an agency that hired out villas in the south during the season; now she had a standing order for the first two and last two weeks; during school term time she could enjoy the locality without the p...
As I slowly walk down South Water St. I see this sign saying Grand Opening. I look inside through the window and see an old man sleeping before a TV, with old books all around him. I slowly open the door and a bell above my head dings. The old man wakes up and says, "Hello, take your time looking around, everything is half off." I thank him and look aroun...
Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Prologue == This story is a work of fiction, but it is based on true events. It is fiction in the sense that what I have described here represents a distilled version of what actually happened. I have tried to remain true to the...
There's nothing better than fucking a married woman. Nothing. The chase, the struggle to do the right thing and giving in to the wrong thing, the secrets and danger: nothing makes me feel more alive. Whenever I met a married woman at work, at Barnes & Noble, I sized them up as to fuckability. None had interested me until she arrived. She became cafe manager...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2019/January 2020 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 wa...
Friday nights in Philadelphia were always fun. In summer, the lights of the city glowed so that the streets were bathed in an artificial haze. Beneath such a light, one girl sat in a humming crowd of friends, with a mirror in hand. Zoe gazed back at herself as she idly twisted the diamond earring that contrasted brilliantly with her dark skin. Her ruby-paint...
I explained in Ch. 01 of this series how sometimes, you're in need of a place to satisfy certain desires, and the lack of suitable locations leads to a degree of inventiveness on your part. Admittedly, there's folks that you just give up on if you figure they're not worth it -- but then there's others that you have a hunch about, and get creative with. Such...
Chapter 03 Bernice is ensnared While bent over the sink in a cheap burger bar, a young guy had taken advantage of her. So worked up from what happened with a gang of boys in the forest, she had given in. While she recovered from the orgasm, he wiped his mess from between her legs with an old dish cloth. She had been used, and put in her place as his stupid...