The day grew hot as Felix sat down at his desk to take a break from packing for his summer trip to Greece. He had gotten a job as a research assistant over the summer, and his flight was leaving in two days. He should have had it done earlier, but procrastination was always his strong suit, along with gaming and looking up random historical facts on the inte...
"He's miscounted again," Ada said. She took the thirteenth apple of the dozen she'd bought and held it up to the light from the window in Aunt Martha's kitchen. It was lustrous. Everything about Slater, Missouri, was lustrous when lifted up for comparison with the Natoma, Kansas, she had so recently escaped. "Who's miscounted what, Dear?" Martha asked as sh...
This story was written real-time via texting by a man (H) and a woman (S). ***** H: I had a good night's sleep. Good morning. I wondered if any of your kids are anywhere near to making you a grandmother. I'd like to fuck a grannie :) S: Good morning. I have a few girlfriends who are grandmothers. I will invite them over for you and your pleasures. Lots o...
Chapter 1. Biking with Elaine. I was on another long mountain bike ride. I love hiking and biking and have done a lot more biking as my knees like running less after all the marathoning I did when I was younger. I had decided to go out on the C&O Canal Towpath, a great trail for some nice long distance biking. I was about 10 miles out from where I parked an...
***************************************** Author's note: This chapter does a little literal wandering off the beaten path and then gets back to the fun stuff at the end. Hope you enjoy the journey. ****************************************** As the week between trips to Sharon's house passed, Max tried not to count the minutes in the days. Back in Atlanta,...
James waited with nothing short of fear as he lay face down on the bench. His hands handcuffed above his head. Completely naked. And helpless. There was a silence. Then...WHACK! The most horrendous pain to his right buttock. Again he felt tears starting to well. The pain felt worse as seconds subsided. Then...WHACK! This time to his left buttock. Somehow it...
So many penises, so little time! There are two sexual events I have not been able to figure: The first is the simplicity of two men and one woman. The second is white men and black women—the perfect pair? Oh, how black women would love to be coddled and enjoyed and pampered, which is something I know they yearn for. Yet the obvious need of each has fallen s...
Andrew sat anxiously in Dr. Sylid's waiting room. He had never done anything like this before. He was a good husband. He'd never been to a strip club, been with a prostitute, he didn't even watch porn. In fact, the only woman he'd ever slept with was his wife, and he was proud of that fact. But, well, things weren't like they used to be. They hardly ever had...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 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 lay back on the bed beside Lucina. I was satiated with a...
My name is Tyrone and I'm not black. I don't know why black guys think that the name Tyrone belongs exclusively to them. My friends will invite me over. I suppose they say something like, 'My dude Tyrone is on his way.' Then I show up with my pale-ass and they start freaking...asking me if I'm a cop. Then my friend will grin and say, 'hell no he's not a cop....