Copyright Oggbashan October 2013 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 was lookin...
Laileen was in a much calmer mood by the time she was back in Duke Bransted's carriage. The doctor had been kind enough to give her an baggy old nurse's uniform to wear instead of a man's coat, plus a slightly smaller than fashionable bum-roll to give her skirt something of a normal shape. She didn't have any stockings, but she was given a pair of old wooden...
Next part will follow swiftly, hard to wrap it up in one go! Better late than never? (I hope.) ***** 'How curious – you always took such pride in your appearance.' Nicholas waited patiently, but not for a reply. Seated on a hard wooden chair next to the only window in the room, he eyed the thin figure standing in the doorway. The scent of stale body odou...
Author's note: And this is the last of the 'buildup chapters.' All previous caveats apply! ***** It was a moment Sarah would always remember, being announced with James as she entered the main ballroom of India House. She knew there were more than a few envious eyes on her as James escorted her on his arm and, for a moment, she allowed herself the little f...
This is a revised version of the first chapter. It was my first attempt at writing and it had a few flaws I wanted to correct. Also as the first in this story line there were a couple of plot lines I needed to realign and rebuild. I describe myself as a wannabe dirty old man, not because I am one, but because as my best friend Karen keeps telling me, there...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! Tom's made it through his first day of Summer School. He's even received an unexpected reward in the form of a footjob from his Spanish teacher. Now it's time for him to get through his first night of homework. Should basically be reading. But what does Mildred have in mind? All characters in the story are 18 years of age...
AUTHOR's NOTE This isn't a slam bam thank you ma'am, it takes a little while to get to the hotness. The story builds slowly, think of it as sweet descriptive foreplay. If you're after pure fuckety fuck fuck fucking (and don't we all just need that sometimes?) then I'm not at all bothered if you skip along. If you want to indulge in a delicious sweet build...
I awoke the next morning with the surreal racket of three women snoring in my bed. Maya was the closest, cradled in my arms with her furry ears tickling my nose, and Debra and Debbie, mommy and baby girl, spooning, pressed against Maya from the other side. Trying not to move, I stared up at the ceiling and listened to my house creak and grumble. My wife wa...
Once again he had arrived at mother-in-law's house; the sneering 60 year old woman, plump and still very attractive, assertive and supremely confident, laughed as she accepted the key to his cock cage from her equally dominant daughter, who left with her lover for Vegas for a week. Rex's cock stirred in its tight confinement as it always did when he was lef...
David held Stephanie closely against him, reassuring her with his strong arms around her, one hand gently stroking her hair as he allowed her to cry herself out. He knew only too well that she needed this release from the intensity of sensations and feelings she had just experienced! When the jagged sobbing finally died away, he put a gentle finger under her...