Female Celebrities both past and present have found themselves in a state of bondage. Who has done this to them? Was it of their own accord or the will of others? Is some higher being responsible for the celebrity’s current state of restraint or perhaps there is a supernatural aspect was involved? Are they the captive of some perverted wish made by a horny f...
"Oh my God !" The woman who had yelled those words didn't look like a troublemaker. When she had entered this grocery store a few minutes earlier, she looked like your average conservative housewife in her early fourties. When she had noticed that creep staring at her breasts while licking his lips, she had told him firmly to leave her alone. Then,...
John flicked through the channels of on the television. Every time he saw a female celebrity he would grumble under his voice. He had an irrational hatred of them all. He wished he could make them all pay for thinking they were too good for him. After several hours of shouting obscenities at the screen he decided to go to bed. That night, as he slept, he saw...
I sit back sipping a cognac and smoking a fine Cuban cigar. I need a break and need to unwind. I try to think but so many choices remain undecided. I look into the fire and I am mesmerised by the sights and sounds of the crackling embers. I then notice the globe next to the fire place, I decide to spin it and then I plant a finger on as it slows down, and I...
Call me Bob. Call me Bob The Celebrity Ass-Licker. Yes that’s right. I am a 40 year old white man and I lick the assholes of famous women. Of course you’re thinking that I’m nuts and you’re thinking that if it’s true then I must have a disgusting job. The job would be disgusting if I licked the assholes of ugly female celebrities. But the fact of the m...
You (RJ Zang) was sitting in the living room of your house watching TV and doing your math homework. You just got off the phone with your friend Danny who lives near by who says he and some of your friends will come over to play video games for the night, when you heard the doorbell ring. "Well Danny sure got here fast" you say as you got up to ope...
There was never any doubt in my mind what my true feelings were. I never would've admitted it to anybody, since I've always been shy, but whenever I looked at the cover of that first CD a friend bought me, my heart did a skip and (as long as no one else was around) I couldn't help grinning like an idiot. I was sure I had the biggest celebrity crush in the hi...
A chance encounter was all it took, really. I stood behind the counter with my palms pressed against the tiled surface. I was – and still am – a barista at Manic Mondays, a local coffee shop in a Wisconsin college town. The population of the town itself was around 65,000, and roughly a sixth of that was the student body. I was a student myself, and we compri...
Copyright Oggbashan September 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. *************** Anthea stood in the bar of Royal Opera House...
I read this really great story a couple of months ago, but I can't find it now. I'm sure it had black/blue and/or orchid in the user name, and it was about a girl and her boyfriend at her boyfriend's place for a party, and she ends up sleeping with his cute dad. (If any one knows the story I'm talking about, please PM me! Seriously) I've searched: boyfriend...