There's an old adage; "never say never." I, Jim Sickles, never believed in that. By the time that I was eighteen I had a strong sense of right and wrong. Everything was black and white to me; I didn't see much gray. My parents always preached that "honesty is the best policy." Probably because of their influence, and the punishment I got when I lied, and th...
We finished our drinks and talked in excitement about the forth coming party. Steve then caught the glint of headlights as they turned up the driveway. "I better go make sure the valets get started parking the first cars right, or we will never get all of them in here." Steve sat down his beer and headed for the door, "Be back in a minute girls." Seeing the...
ROB "Nice cock," my neighbor Patty said. You might want to go back to the beginning for context -- but the short version is, we'd come over to Cal and Patty's for dinner, all gotten a bit more friendly with one another in the pool than we'd expected to, and then Rob and I had fucked our own wives in view of one another. Alix and I went home and changed int...
I've been getting a lot of requests lately for an erotic story that really happened to me. And as truth is stranger than fiction, and though the names have been change to protect the guilty, here's another one of my real adventures. And while some may call me white trash when making comments I suppose it is a matter of perspective. DS * * * * * Harry tosse...
You'd think if you had a superpower you'd know about it, wouldn't you? I mean, what's the point otherwise? But apparently that was my situation. Looking back on it, I can see how I missed it. Life choices and all that, I guess. And, as it turned out, I'm not really sure I'm happy to know about it now. * * * I've always tried to be a nice guy. I'm only huma...
My husband Glen was multi-tasking. Looking in the bathroom mirror and shaving as he fucked me from behind. Not as dangerous as it sounds because he uses an electric razor. I was naked and thoroughly enjoying myself -- apart from the cold marble against my tits. He was in no hurry and neither was I. I always marvel at how he gets almost instantly erect when I...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 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. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part-wr...
Setting Up Jerry Malone was talking on the phone with his wife, Marlene. She and his step daughter, Sarah, were strippers at a nude bar north of the city. "I've invited a bunch of people to our place tonight," she was telling him. "Strippers?" he asked. "Except for me and Sarah, no. But it's going to be a bit of a sex party. Everyone's expecting sex." "...
Author's note: Here's Chapter Four of "Slave Girl Emily." Warning: There's lots of peeing in this chapter! If that kind of thing doesn't float your boat or isn't your cup of tea, then skip this and just paddle on over to one of the other stories in the BDSM section, of which there are many excellent ones. Don't you dare read to the bottom, go "oh ick," and w...
I'm a university professor at a large public university. It's an enjoyable job that is 95% mental. It's a job that allows me to work past normal retirement age. It's also a job that allows me to interact with young females. Teachers are 85% female and so are my students. My students have a tendency to be older than most college students. I teach at a variety...