A phone was ringing; he couldn't hear it, he only felt the vibrations through the desk; all he could hear was his blood in his ears and the faint moaning of the dame who's luscious thighs were currently clamped to his head as his tongue massaged her clit. She relaxed a little, releasing his head, her climax subsiding, the phone now audible but he didn't car...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2006 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. *************...
Chapter One: Carousel It began innocently enough, a group of four guys from work going to a Monday night baseball game. I was one of the four, not ordinarily a person to go anywhere on a work night, but the ticket was free and I didn't figure the game would run too late. If everything went right I'd make it home by midnight or a bit later, kind of late sin...
Her boss had assigned her collection duties of delinquent accounts at the loan office. She was determined to do well at the job, whether she liked it or not. It meant longer hours for not much more money. There were a few hard cases that she had to visit, knowing it was a waste of time. But the part of it all that she feared or dreaded the most was in the d...
I bought a house in a college town not far from the local university. When I bought it with my girlfriend, we expected to get married, but that was before I came home early one night to find her cheating on me. Obviously we split, but to in order to get rid of her completely, I had to pay her off with her side of the down payment, so I could get the house in...
Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight Errant, was waiting in Breanne's tower when Narlissa returned through the door the next morning. She was clutching a brown sack, and her eyes widened when she saw him, quickly hiding it behind her back. "Don't hide it," Jeffrey laughed. "Breanne told me what you were doing." Narlissa rolled her eyes as she placed the sack on th...
Marisa wasn't easy. In this way, she mirrored her life: Daughter of a once-bright mother, dragged into the trenches by an addict father. She buried the two of them before her twentieth birthday, and along with it, the entire prospect of love. Men, to her, were playthings-anatomy, a vehicle, distilled desire. But never something worthy of the library in her h...
This story is a BTB story. There is no sex in it, so if that's what you're looking for then you'd better look elsewhere. My last story had comments that said my MC husbands are too civil. For those people I hope this is more to your liking. As with most of my stories, I try to get you into their heads, so dialogue (both external and internal) is done to help...
The next day is Saturday and I get up early with a huge morning boner. It is about 5:30 am and the apartment house is silent. I wonder to myself if anyone else is up? I put on my boots and walk over to my door with my hard on leading the way, and open the door. I neither hear nor seen anyone. I decide it is time to do a garbage run. I take the contents from...
Ariel shivered as she stood in the middle of the room, naked for all the world to see. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and a blindfold was securely in place to deny her any clues as to what might be in store for her. She had never been so desperately horny in her life. If anyone had asked Ariel a month ago to partake in a game such as this she woul...