The music pulsed through the house, giving it an almost life like sensation of a beating heart, teenagers in various degrees of drunkenness stumble around looking for more alcohol as they celebrated finishing their HSC. A few of the less inebriated of the teens form little groups around landmarks of the house; the kitchen bench, the couches of the living roo...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. * * * * * Halloween is not an English tradition. It has been imported into England over the last twenty years as a transatlantic festival. It is not surprising that we get it wrong. There was an English tradition on 31st October. On...
A sigh of collective de-compression swirled through the room as everyone anxiously waited to see what would happen next. "Hand me a beer," Jamison shouted to a group of onlookers congregated around the bar. Taking the cold draft when it was delivered, Jamison carefully carried the frozen mug over to where Stephanie was resting in a naked heap on the floor,...
It was mid-1950s America. It was Mrs Reilly's house- one of the finest in Brewer, Minnesota- on a sunny afternoon. Under the chandelier, below the big oil canvas of naughty Cupid being spanked by Venus, in front of an audience of well-attired ladies smoking cigarettes and shrouded in their perfumes, and schoolgirls excited to be witness, the drama was now re...
...I started to rub my dick even harder as my eyes did a double take seeing who it was, flat on her back, in the center of the noisy group of men. It was Amanda, the tall natural blonde that I had jacked myself off to while she was throwing herself around the sandy volleyball court. Amanda was spread out on the cockeyed cushions of one of the hotel's loves...
Dylan Raport drove his beat up Honda up the sprawling driveway. Parking out front of the affluent house, he got out and knocked on the door. A well-dressed middle aged man with salt and peppered hair answered the door. "Come in. You must be Dylan," the man said, stepping aside to let him in. "Thank you," Dylan replied, stepping into the spacious estate. "...
I stood in the kitchen looking out over the rear yard with its many trees, bushes and splendid variety of Californian fauna. Up to this the fall, the yard had always looked so good, but since the Latino brothers that had looked after it for years had moved on, it had become long overdue for some tidying up. Even the little shed we had made to look like a sma...
My wife Jenny had started modelling at the local college 6th form art class. She had never modelled before and had only done it at my request. She was quite an outgoing, confident woman but she was always shy about her body. She was a mid 30's Mother of two kids but she had kept her figure well and was slim and attractive. She was embarrased by her small b...
It was almost time....just another hour to go until the evening started. She ran a hot bubble bath in the hotel bathroom, marveling that they actually had a deep tub instead of the standard shallow one most motels she had been in had installed. She slipped into the hot fragrant water, laid back and closed her eyes. The water had a soothing effect on her nerv...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. All fictional characters participating in fictional sex are over 18 years of age. FF, voyeur She bent over to counter to reach for the knob to turn off the water and my eye couldn't help traveling the length of her back to her butt, highlighted as it was in her b...