Hi there, our heroine, the utterly insatiable Judi is all set to tell you another erotic tale from my TASTY BITES OF PINK SUGAR collection. Good news, you don't need to have read Part one, HEY, WHO SAYS I LOST, to be able to enjoy this bawdy tale! So, if you think you're up for another piece of her erotic weekend's adventure, then how about trying, WHO SAYS...
Carol was having trouble staying awake. Too many years in charity work had left her jaded. She had simply heard too many horror stories, too many lies, to be touched by it any more. It was closing on thanksgiving and the line of people wanting handouts just grew and grew as the festive time drew near. She HATED holidays and the line of people seeking help,...
This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Entry All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. Please vote for my story. * A hot summer day in Detroit versus a warm summer day in the Hamptons, this story is an abbreviated parody, a scaled down, modern-day version, and a stretch of Charles Dicken's A Tale of Two Cities. Depending if you w...
Chapter 13: Shush While still at college I learned man is a product of nature meant to provide diversification to the species, ensuring survival in cases of otherwise mass extinction, and little else outside of killing and destroying. Men, if left to themselves, inevitably sink to the lowest level, becoming a terrible unchecked weed choking the life out of...
Once upon a time... Oh, please. Most stories I know start out that way and end up with some poor damsel in distress being rescued by some male chauvinist idiot in shining armor. And living happily ever after? I don't call living in a drafty castle with a bunch of royal rug rats running after me, and a paunchy royal husband who meekly bows to the Queen Bitch...
Chapter 11: Trick and Treat I'd never been more excited about a male before, and I certainly didn't know why. It wasn't the same type of feeling that led me to the guy I married. Looking back, those feelings were juvenile in comparison, more my mom's than my own. Those feelings no longer fit with modern society and my life became one of trying to fit round...
THE CAN CAN I just drank a bottle of cheap Merlot from the 99 cent store down the street, and I don't know how I am going to get it up for this hot, nigger slut I met off of Tryst.com. I mean, she is the hottest fucking thing, but shit, I gotta perform this ritual on this bitch or they won't stop laughing at me. I call "Sugar Tits" at 9. She's ready. I...
Copyright Oggbashan September 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 am the lo...
I was very sore when I got home with my husband after the giving my two favorite sailors a sendoff and being gang-banged in a parking lot. Together we surveyed the damage inflicted on my poor body. I took of my dirty dress and gazed in the full-length mirror. Most apparent were my poor breasts. They were all red and bruised. They were very swollen and hung d...
Chapter 4: Sabrina at the Mall I know it's been a while, but it seems the world of Sabrina has been a little overwhelming and the feedback was too positive to not revisit. If you want to read the first three, you will certainly have a deeper understanding of Sabrina, the Ruthless Tease, but if not, it's not necessary to follow her on this adventure. Enjoy t...