While I was blowing Scott, Janis was engaging in conversation with some of the men, including the one who'd tongued her asshole. In addition to carrying on a conversation, she was carrying on with some of them, jacking two cocks at once and playing with a third man's using her extraordinarily dexterous toes. "Modern women know it's very sophisticated for the...
My husband Richard had left me to close up our summer cottage for the year. He had left to fly to medical conference in Austin Texas. Richard was a distinguisher specialist in internal medicine with a very large practice in the city. My husband was twenty-seven years my senior but in the physical condition of a man of thirty. The cottage was located on the...
Although I had barely rested from the previous night's exertions, I woke to find her mouth once again on my cock and her fingers gently caressing my balls. As the morning sun streamed in through the half open window her blonde hair appeared to shimmer and dance as she bobbed up and down on my quickly hardening prick. In spite of the suffering my head was exp...
Ch. 10: Hannah's Choice Maybe it was a lingering effect of the drug the Doctor forced me to inhale as he exhibited me before his congress of scientists. Maybe my thoughts were addled with the intensity of my physical and emotional sensations. But as I lay strapped to the tiny ward bed, I became convinced that time, like my still-damp body, was a coursing fl...
The truth is I never really liked him. He flattered me and that was enough. I like being flattered. I had told a church friend a version of the truth. I told her what he and I had been up to -- but I described it as what he wanted us to do. Oh the look on her face. Oh the questions in her expression. He wants to do what to you? He wants to take you where? S...
Natasha was bored, the doctor had totted on for the last four days, how great he was and that this plan would finally pay that traitor Tahir, back for all the pain he had put the doctor through. Natasha didn't really care all she wanted was to get Tahir in bed, if his ability sex was that good, Natasha trembled, thinking about how it would be with the real t...
In a small room in a large mansion a girl waits in trepidation, her predicament witnessed only by the pictures on the walls. This is the butler's pantry, lair of the most senior of the servant class in the employ of Althorpe House, an English stately home. Stretching to grasp the table's furthest edge she nervously focuses on a black and white photograph....
Anastasia took in the rugged grandeur of the Swiss Alps with wide-eyed amazement as she steered her rental car along the curvy road hugging the mountain's edge. Thoughts of the grey, urban life she left behind were quickly fading in the dazzling sunshine. Her hectic routine as an in-demand portrait painter had left her stressed, not to mention deprived of...
I am what one would call a "freelance" massage therapist. Except for the small complication of being unlicensed I am pretty good at it, too. I not only get to rub naked ladies on a regular basis, but I even get paid a small fee, too! Hell of a deal. I dialed up my message service to see if I had anything scheduled for the weekend. I was actually hoping I d...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan July 2017 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. ****************...