After giving him her first blow job, Zoe bit into her lip, thinking of something else she'd always wanted to try. Smiling at Tate she asked, "So, I know what sixty-nine is, so you want to try that next?" Rolling his eyes, Tate gathered her into his arms, and lifted her until she was spread on top of him. Smiling up at her pretty flushed face, he touched a...
I have always considered myself an ugly duckling that never matured into the beautiful swan that Hans Christian Andersen wrote about. Well I guess I'm not truly ugly, but probably just completely and utterly plain. Maybe that's why my Mom named me Jane. I'm not really fat, but certainly not sleek. My hair isn't dry and discolored, but always seems frizzy....
The funny thing about being trailed by two men into my bedroom while wearing slutty girl clothes creates the desire not to disappoint. The last thing in the world I would want to be seen as is un-sexy. If I'm going to play the part of a desirable little nymph I'm going to do it right. I made it to the top of the stairs as the two horny men slapped at and pla...
I was in my second year of college. I attended a small college in a town with a population of 12,000. The school was known as a power house for hockey. I enjoyed hockey but my sport was wrestling which now had developed my body into a lean muscular body. I had a partial scholarship but money was still tight. I would do odd jobs here and there to make ends...
************************* 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. ************************* It started w...
Serious note: This story is 100% FICTION, you'll find out. All characters are 18+. Also I refrained from trying to transcribe Sofía Vergara's accent, but feel free to do it in your head. ================================= Blown up blowup dolls. Blown up condoms and their mystery stains from carpet to ceiling. From ceiling down to the carpet, mists of glit...
"So Mr Smith, what brings you to Australia?" For six months now I'd cyberfucked John Smith, alias Eli HorsePeter, on Skype. I called him Eli. He called me Tiger. When he wasn't calling me 'you hot slut', that is. He didn't know my real life identity. But I discovered his. And I was itching to try him for real. Cyberfucks are all very nice, but there's nothi...
This summer I got a new neighbor. I recall seeing him around the yard from my balcony, across the wooden fence between our yards. He lives alone. I worried about him seeing me skinny dipping in my pool, afraid that he might call the cops on me, so I was careful to be discrete at first. For a while I thought he was an ardent gardener, as every time I went dow...
Looking to my left, I was still somewhat shocked at her beauty. Her flowing hair the color of a newly lit fire, her face milky white, with shockingly blue eyes. Her mascara made her eyes even more prominent and infinitely sexier. She had a very deep shade of red lipstick on, much darker than her hair. She was wearing a blue top, very preppy, showing a lot of...
Note: All character in this story are at least 18 years of age, and are completely fictional. * Joe clambered through the window, and landed deftly on his feet in Anna's bedroom. He needed to be quiet, if he was not to wake her. This was too good of an opportunity to screw up. Joe had been wanting Anna for months. They went to the same high school, were b...