Note to readers: this is a greatly revised and expanded version of the story with the same name that I posted a while back. I received a number of helpful suggestions about the first version and incorporated them all, as faithfully as possible. I am grateful for the interest and assistance, and hope you like it! * "Eric, I think you'd love having huge tits...
I got an interesting bit of feedback from a reader the other day: "Great story, but you can't call it a blowjob if she uses her hands. If the hands are involved, it's called a handjob - that's cheating! Blowjobs are all mouth and nothing but the mouth..." Huh! Really? Who knew? And how come no one ever told me about this rule? I certainly didn't kn...
In the following story the facts about water are true. I did some searching and research to make the story more realistic. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing my story and making it a much better read. DG Hear * Chapter 1: I'm Ken Nolan. I was born and raised in a small town in Ohio. I'm not a good-looking super jock nor do I hold a black belt in K...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Walter masturbates himself while watching his shapely neighbor cleaning her kitchen in her sexy nightgown. Bill worked long hours as a desk sergeant and wasn't always home to care for such a beautiful woman. As far as Walter was concerned, if Tiffany was his wife, he'd never leave her side but realistically, he'd...
I have always found it odd that there are women out there who do not enjoy giving a man a blow-job...especially if it is the man they love...or are in love with. Personally I just cannot imagine anything nicer than the experience of sucking a beautiful hard...or soft cock and knowing that my efforts are being enjoyed. I believe it is an honor and a privilege...
Suddenly feeling jealously possessive of his young, pretty, sexy wife having sex with older, obese men, Skip has reservations about participating in the swinging lifestyle with his wife, Yvonne. I'm Skip. Skip is the nickname I got that dates back to my time in the Navy as a Seabee. They called me Skip because I wouldn't skip any safety precautions and take...
Copyright Oggbashan April 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. ***** The growing craze for sexual adventures was Matmos Mud. It...
Kate stood in the doorway, leaning against the door sill. Hope was flowing out of her eyes with her tears. She wanted to run back into the house, and beg Ellis. She wanted to erase her demands, and continue her adventure. She knew that she could not. She knew she must have all of Ellis, or none. When her hope was gone, she straightened up to close the door....
Rip was going to see Aries at least 3 times a week. They were always unscheduled visits and he always had new developments in the case to share. After he was finished seeing him he always took the long trip to see Mimi and check up on her and give her all the new information he had. Only today was different, Rip was not here yet. He had called Mimi very earl...
This story happened far far away, and a long time ago. Exactly, in the 70es of the 20th century, in the countryside near Volokolamsk, some 200 km north west of Moscow. And Brezhnev, the Gulags and all this kind of things have absolutely nothing to do with it. In those times and in those places, life was not exactly easy, neither in the countryside, nor in...