It was another Friday night at happy hour at our local bar. The place was crowded this evening and it was the weekend before another group session. I had met Jennifer and Jerry there as well as a lot of regulars. Holly and Nick arrived a little later than normal. Holly had relatives in town and brought them along for dinner in the restaurant section of the b...
Copyright Oggbashan February 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. The events in this story are out of sequence from my other Tr...
All characters appearing in this story are of legal age. ***** "AAAAHHHH-I'M CUMMING; CUMMING ON YOUR BIG, FAT, FUCKING ASS CATHERINE!!" I spunked right up the center of her gluteal cleft doing my best to let the remaining cum trickle out onto her left ass cheek. I pushed my cock into her crack sawing it into her deep crack, but it was no use. My cock was...
I woke the next morning cold and naked. I turned to see Lela snuggled up and hogging all the covers. She had the tendency of being a blanket thief but I didn't mind it. I rolled over and grabbed them pulling the blanket and Lela over to me. She woke briefly and shifted herself over, resting her head on my chest before falling back to sleep. I laid there enjo...
The open house was set to begin in an hour and Salumeh showed up to meet the homeowners. She was a lot more nervous than usual. Not because the homeowners were bad people. As a middle-aged couple, the homeowners were as sweet as can be. She was nervous because they were nudists at heart and this suburban home was practically a nudist safe haven. And she was...
The beginning of the winter descended upon me. I was still living for the most part in Sophia's flat over the lingerie shop. I was still mostly out of action from the still healing ink. Well, and that my Mistress had fastened my many pierced cunt with a chain and lock, to stop me fingering myself remorselessly. Our rendezvous with my estranged husband was we...
Onitsha (East of the Niger River) - January, 1896 Katherine woke up to the thump, thump sound of metal striking wood. She stretched and smiled. Chidebem had kept his word as he usually did. He had promised to start cutting the tree early this morning, so that he could finish before breakfast... The sound of the machete striking the tree had stopped for a...
This is a true story of a recent event. Please excuse the British phrases since I have only lived in this country for a few mere years now. We are a couple in our early thirties, planning for a spring wedding. In short we are able to indulge ourselves in so far as our means allow. We work hard and it was long past due time for us to take a break. My good lad...
Chapter Two of a true story Following the humiliating events of his college days Myron went to work for a small, executive firm in Marketing and Development. There, he honed his skills and climbed the corporate ladder very well over the next 12 and a half years. He saved nearly every dime he could in the hopes of providing for his future and future wife. Ho...
HUMANITY 2.0 YEAR 001, DAY 002 She'd said the Vault was mostly below sea level, of course, but I had blanked on that by then. I looked out the window -- the room was lit dimly, and I guess the window looked out into a part of the ocean shallow enough that the sun still shone through. "Oh my god... where are we?" "Like I said... an unnamed, rocky island i...