Driving home after the eventful day, Mark felt both elated and confused. Not only had he been unexpectedly finger-fucked to an explosive climax for the first time in his life -- a bizarre event to him -- but also willingly sucked that same black man's cock, seemingly without giving the decision conscious thought. That, plus the emotional session with Dr. And...
1970 seemed to Sid the year that the excitement had ended. The mini skirt had turned to the dull maxi skirt, free love replaced by Mary Whitehouse and even the cars looked dull and unimaginative in design. They were like blue or silver cigarette cases on wheels. The sixties had been great, full of taboo breaking sex, brilliant music, and rebellion against...
I didn't expect to be propositioned as soon as I sat down at the hotel bar with the DJ traveling from Shalamar to Biggie. This Amazonian princess was 6 feet tall, natural curls to the ceiling, titanium glasses, hips to keep her Celine maxi dress from touching her Jimmy Choo heels and sculpted arms that limply dangled her Balenciaga wristlet. She was whispe...
Jigar was my best friend since college days & Smita was Jigar's elder sister. Smita was a dark well-endowed beauty but a little plump. I always found Southern beauties irresistible. She used to look even prettier in a Sari which accented her womanly curves or a in a simple full length maxi which used to stick between her buttock globes & complement her round...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** On my last night in Paris, Sugar Magnolia makes good on her promise. We fuck until dawn, covering at least half the positions in the 'Kama Sutra.' It's awesome Friends-with-Benefits sex. Sleeping until Noon costs me half a day on the first leg of the bike route to Frankfurt. But...
I would like to thank Kimberly, my VE for her apt editing; without her help my story would not have seen light of the day. ***** Chapter One The first meetings While walking through a not-so-busy street in the semi-darkness of evening, Anita wrapped herself tighter in her sari as cold gusts from the hills made her shiver. She grew up in small town locat...
Hey folks. My name is Sachin. Well I am 18 years old; around 6 feet tall with a dusky complexion and a strong build. I study in Saraswati vidyalaya School in the 12th standard. My class teacher, Mrs. Agnes is 38 years old. Agnes is a christian married to a south Indian. Around 5'7 inches tall, a dark complexion, long hair until her waist. Agnes got awesome e...
Copyright Oggbashan August 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. +++ I had completed my professional qualification at the weekl...
This is a continuation of my previous story "My Love Of Lingerie". ***** I met a girl called Emma through a mutual friend. I was almost nineteen years old and she was a year younger than me. I worked two jobs for three years to save up to buy my first car. She was seeing his older brother but he used to mess her around a lot. I used to take her out for a d...
The hair on her small head had been plaited, six rows ending in colorless glass beads. The plaits crowned a pretty, heart-shaped face and descended to an elegant neck. She was fair, very fair. Her eyes were big and so were her plump, Angelina Jolie lips. She stood at a height of five feet nine inches. The cropped top she had on exposed her smooth belly and t...