First of all, I want to say that I know how this sounds. I really do. There was a time when I didn't understand my desires. A time when I thought I needed my head examined. As a young Black man of Haitian descent living in North America, I have a certain image to maintain. Yet public image must give way to the truth that lies beneath. If you're scratching yo...
The first thing that attracted me to Janine was her long hair. I know that sounds kind of shallow, but then you've never seen her hair. I almost didn't. My first glimpse, at a company picnic, was serendipity. I was watching one of those three-legged races. Janine and a girlfriend were running, but not very well. I had barely noticed her until she fell down...
Copyright Oggbashan June 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 characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is a sequel to my 2003 fetish femdom story "Norwegian Pet...
This is the first story I ever wrote, I could blame many people. For this! But I'll just have to blame my wife! Oh you're going to get it! * The taxi was almost at her destination. Diana Baxter pulled the letter out of her bag to read it as she had done many times before. She read the address, she read the date, she read the name at the bottom of the page...
[Author's note] I'd like to open this story by fully acknowledging the somewhat outlandish premise. I spent several days trying to figure out how to tell this story without changing from the first person narrative of the previous two. As with the others, this is a continuation of the adventures of Nick and Michelle, so I wanted to stay with the same narratio...
Mr. Philaburton was 70 years old and just as freaky, horny and virile as a man was half his age. Dominant and assertive, he had no problem in claiming, acting out and enjoying his fantasies and fetishes. Of course, he enjoyed sex and wanted it when he wanted it, and how he wanted it; but for him, the focus of his fascination was and had always been enjoying...
Have you ever met someone really special on the internet? Someone who you think about constantly and can't, for the life of you, get out of your mind? I never thought that would happen to me, not even in a million years, but it did! My name is Matt Barnes and I'm a 26 year old comic shop owner and part time college student in Louisville, Kentucky. I'd like...
"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted what he was doing to be okay. It was dreadfully important to be okay. Kare...
Adam sat in a corner of the canteen, sipping a cup of what purported to be coffee from the vending machine but was, truth to be told, rather more weak than willing. It was 4.45pm on a Friday afternoon and he'd just completed his first week as a data imput clerk in the Finance Department of Woodchester City Council. So far the job had been enjoyable and the f...
The plane journey to London was uneventful, a bit choppy, but otherwise fine. I decided to make my trip a working holiday and convince my boss to give me the following week off. Two days for the World Travel Market then twelve holiday days. It would be the last year at the Earl's Court venue, which was a shame; I always enjoyed it there. But anyway, to work...