Sam paused for a moment in the corridor, dazed. Then he quickly attempted to tidy himself up, fixing his trousers and cummerbund back in place and checking for cum stains on his trousers; Susie had been too good for that though. He was spotless still, and had cooled down enough to look presentable. He turned right, and went back through the lobby door. A co...
This story was inspired by Gemsissy and her wonderful shopping trips... ***** A select lingerie shop in a small northern English market town. The shop front reads 'Cherie.' I walk in and I'm surrounded by wonderful things by Lejaby, Aubade, Lise Charmel. A stylish woman is behind the counter; she's mid-40s, slim, blonde, tall. She has tanned skin, expe...
Emily had not been looking forward to her sister's wedding for the simple fact that Emily's sister Kerry was the craziest bride she'd ever laid eyes on. She went mental over the tiniest detail and Emily couldn't take it. There was also the issue of her bridesmaid dress which was hideous and the fact that she couldn't get a date to go with her to the wedding...
I first met Hilary when attending a drinks evening with my wife and her work colleagues. Most of them I had met before, but not Hilary. As soon as she sat down in a seat opposite me she caught my eye; dressed in a well-fitting ribbed sweater and jeans. She was what you might call well-built, but it suited her, she was one of those women who just wouldn't be...
Kassandra was sitting at the vanity table in her dressing room. Her wedding was just a few hours away, and soon her last name would be changed forever. Her bridesmaids were already on their way to set up. So she sat alone in a white-laced bra that were barely holding her DDD tits. Nearly pouring out of the low cut, a lace garter that hugged her hips and cla...
It was a week before his wedding when Richard met Lisa. She had come from overseas to be a bridesmaid, having known his bride-to-be, Josie, since childhood. Her arrival seemed to cheer Josie up - she had been a little off for the past few weeks, and Richard hoped it was just wedding jitters. The girls had an ecstatic reunion, all squeals of delight, while R...
Fucking dopehead. You left your laptop on the kitchen table, and there, open and ready for all to see, your sleezy 'Memoirs of a Rock Star.' What sicko records, in gooey detail, all their infidelities? Then 'accidentally' leaves them for their wife to find? I'll tell you who. The kind of man-child who still defines himself by his sexual 'prowess'. The kin...
My name is Charlotte. I've been friends with Katie since we were eight, but she can be such a bitch sometimes. Two summers ago, I got an announcement saying to keep June 24 of the following year open. She and her boyfriend Marv had just gotten engaged. Things weren't serious with Steve, the guy I was seeing at the time, but Katie knew that I'd wanted to have...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2004 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 shouldn't have trusted La...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...