The distraught farmer hurried told his awful tale to Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and her less illustrious companion, the goblin Cockweasel. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. It was here in Crom...
Money was pouring in from Shawn’s and Josh’s Basement sluts website. They made over $800. They didn’t realize how many viewers actually had been watching the program. Since the first edition which featured the double E cup Dylan was so successful, Shawn and Josh have now gone on to video tape and fuck more girls to add to their collection. Like the girl they...
Rowena watched with a sense of contented detachment as Cedric lifted his body from hers and slowly, stiffly, straightened to full height. Resting his eyes briefly on her, he abruptly looked away, and with his cool treatment, Rowena's senses returned. Covering herself, feeling suddenly exposed and shy, she wondered fretfully what she had done to displease hi...
The programme for the day after the ball provided separate events for the governor and his wife. She was to go horse riding, he to the football. I waited at the country club to see that the commencement of the horse riding programme went smoothly The country club was crowded when the governor’s wife arrived. Her Skin tight black jodhpurs moulded her legs,...
JAMES AND ANA, PART III When he brought the Walmart bags to her he told her, "Nice luggage. Matching, too". And then hurried for the kitchen to avoid any possible reprisals. After all, he was just trying to lighten the mood a little and then he paused after realizing that he was being nice to her and was actually enjoying it. This surprised him to no end wh...
This is the seventeenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter VIII Goddesses are hard to cum by ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his ne...
As I sat on the bench in front of my old locker sweating profusely, my intestines started to knot up. I immediately knew what that meant. I had gone out jogging earlier than normal, because it was so a hot and humid. Apparently, my bowels were re-acting and for some reason that was causing my cock to harden. I urgently stripped off my sopping wet running s...
With apologies to the Brothers Grimm *********************************************************** Copyright Oggbashan May 2004 (minor edits November 2009 and 2014 and February 2016) 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 characte...
Ms. Johnson and the Halloween party was the talk of the school that day. If there was an award for best costume, she easily would have won. No questions asked. "That's the big booty lady from the party on Friday," a female student said to her friend as they watched Ms. Jiggles move down the busy hall. "What an attention whore! Did you see that outfit she w...
This story is dedicated to a fan "Blonde Katie" who inspired it. * Katie Sugden had had a busy day. A new horse had been delivered to the livery stable she ran from Home Farm in Emmerdale, and he needed bedding in. Four one hour riding lessons had been given, then she had to "muck out" the stables. She stood under the shower, trying to get the smell of...