©2010 by Ron Den (Special thanks to Kirk for editing my story.) (M/F nc, oral hospital nurses penile erection problems) --- -------------------------- Morris Crinshaw sat in his office and read the report concerning the young man in room 319. As the chief administrator for the Greenville Hospital, it was his job to be aware of all that went on in the mos...
Fonda stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. She looked at her naked body in the mirror and liked what she saw. Though she was now 43 years-old, her stomach was still flat, her 34C breasts were still relatively firm, as was her ass. She cupped a hand under each breast and looked admiringly at her small dark chocolate nipples on her globes of milk c...
May I suggest that, in light of the delay publishing part five of The Lure of Lingerie, readers might wish to acquaint themselves with the previous chapter for the sake of continuity? Thank you. ***** At the moment of ejaculation I closed my eyes and released a torrent of sperm - well, it felt like a torrent to me! Sarah greeted my outpouring with praise,...
Chapter Seventeen: Wedding Day and Wedding Night. [November 16.] Life is all a hectic fluster, now one day prior to the wedding of Mikel and myself along with Helen and Alan. Crazy, crazy, crazy, but so exciting... I finally find some time to be with myself. I am in the bathroom, naked only my pink fluffy bathrobe on. I'm going to take time to just sit an...
I knelt beside the tub and waited for my Mistress's command. She laid back in the soapy water, surrounded by a cloud of steam, her long black hair flowing out around her. "Washcloth, maid," she said, and I immediately handed her a blood red cloth. As she washed her legs she looked at me with a grin. "Are you ready for the party tonight?" she asked. "Oh, yes...
This is a true story down to every detail and to the best of my recollection. Thanks to Fungi469 for his help in editing the final copy. As I walked along a dark, wet street in the blustery Royal City of Edinburgh I could not help thinking what a lucky fellow I was. It was early 1987 and I was a twenty three year old postgraduate student at the University o...
Anya sat on an aged marble tomb, reading Finnegan's Wake - Joyce's great death prose - and sketching and scribbling ideas into her black leather bound journal. She had just turned eighteen and she spent most of her nights in the local cemetery, often alone, listening and waiting. She only wore black - tonight, a black velvet and lace long-sleeved dress that...
This is a true story down to every detail and to the best of my recollection. Only the names of the characters have been changed to protect the less than innocent. As I walked along a dark, wet street in the blustery Royal City of Edinburgh I could not help thinking how fortunate I was. It was early 1987 and I was a twenty three year old postgraduate studen...
A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van, Satinlvr_mwf and Wunderboi Our Story Thus Far: Suzi Recreant, a dynamic and gorgeous TV news anchor has just been completing her transfer to a new and emerging market for Rhino Multimedia (RMM) in San Diego, California. Her husband is becoming a nearly fully-indoctrinated sissified white male du...
Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 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. +++ Our friends John and Gloria organise great parties that we...