************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 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. This story...
The clock read 7:00pm on the hallway wall as I walked down to my office. My name is Jacob, and I am a full time graduate student at the State University in Montana. I was finally getting settled into my regular semester routine, and now that was all about to change with the end of the semester about to come to a close. The hallway was deserted as it typicall...
Caroline 06: Damsel in Distress Copyright Oggbashan July 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. +++ Tom and I were on adjacent be...
Lauren took survey of her clothes. How was she going explain her torn and cut up skirt? When she arrived home, she was relieved to find out that she had managed to get home before her husband. She quickly went upstairs to change. She saw herself in the mirror and stared. Her eyes went straight to her torn and cut up dress. The hem of her skirt just barely co...
This is the fourth chapter of the parts expunged from the published Gulliver’s Travels. Chapter Four Griselda anoints me again. The fate of traitors discussed. Griselda kisses me. I am precipitated into a delicate position. My attendance at the trial arranged. I may inadvertently have given the impression at the end of the previous chapter that the day wa...
Big, jiggling tits. That was the view that I saw when I looked down the sidewalk. I watched them wobble up, down, sideways, and every way imaginable. It was certainly a pleasant sight on a drab Tuesday afternoon. The pair of breasts in question belonged to a short, squat middle aged woman, who had pale, lily white skin and hair as black as a raven's. She wa...
(This story involves extreme sizes, be fairly warned) * Interview days are, quite simply, exhausting. Placing my black framed glasses aside the tilted stack of applications and resumes, I leaned back in my high backed leather chair, my fingers caressing the corners of my closed eyes, pinching the bridge of my petite, slender nose, making sure not to muss m...
“Well, you’re right, there is shit on TV”, said Shannon as she cycled through the TV channels with the remote control. “Yeah, it’s hard to believe that with over 100 channels, there still is nothing ever to watch”, I laughed. It was just the 3 of us sitting on the couch, trying to find something to do. The weather outside was an outrageous 35 degrees Celsi...
Disclaimers: This story is not appropriate for people under the age of 18. All characters in this story are 18 years or older. Any resemblance to other people, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. This story contains women of fantastic heights, gigantic curves, and a massively endowed gentleman. If any of this isn’t your cup of tea, please turn around...
Hello I am 39 years old, UK size 12, 34e and married to a wonderful guy. I could bore you with all the details but safe to say we enjoy a varied sexual life together. This has involved threesomes public nudity and many more thrilling adventures. I am by day the demure Laura Ashley wearing English wife, by night I am a busty sex mad slut. My first genuine ta...