Spencer Askren leant down and hugged his daughter Amy goodbye. “Be good in class today sweetie. I know you will crush your physics test,” he told her before giving her a kiss and sending her off. “Thanks Dad,” Amy replied. “Don’t forget I have softball tryouts this afternoon,” she told him as she left the school drop off area and made her way to the entrance...
Lauren was a stunning young woman. She turned heads all the time, attracting both male and female attention and often jealousy. This was due to several things. For one, she was beautiful. She had a stunning face with snow white skin, large doe eyes and a cute mouth with lush, pout lips. She kept her wavy brown hair long, which accented her almond shaped face...
Note: This is an innocent male bondage story. Though g-rated, it may be homoerotic to some and hits on various fetish interests like socks, smell torture, gags, cosplay, and of course lots of fun TUGs humiliation. Neighbor Boys Shoot a Spiderman Bondage Home Movie ( mmmm/m ) It was a warm summer morning. The pavement of the culvesac at Dove Trail Circle w...
Thank you Susan for all the help editing. * Hello. My name is Samantha. I am a fairy. Well, I'm not a real fairy. There are real fairies. There is even a fairy in the garden named Samantha but I'm not her. I'm a statue of a fairy. I wasn't always a statue though. I was once a living woman. I only became a fairy after my spirit was placed in the statue whil...
Authors note: This story is heavily inspired by Game Monster by Cantalope, be sure to check it out if this appeals to you. Something doesn't feel normal as you wake. Your mind is foggy and slow, like someone came along while you slept and stuffed it full of cotton wool. You struggle to remember what cotton wool is. You try to remember if this is normal, but...
(This story contains scenes of Lesbian and Straight Sex as well as some light bondage. As always, your comments and you votes are most welcomed.) * The telephone rang. Detective Kate Stevens remembered slipping off her sleeping mask and looking around her dark and squalid one bedroom apartment. Finally she managed to locate the telephone under her clothes...
Well, I had done everything that I could think of to reach our company's U Way goal and with one-week left, we still were short by $600. If it wasn't such a big deal to the execs of our company, I would have been happy being so close. But I was in charge and we were still short of our goal. I was sitting in my office with my best friend/co-worker Linda lame...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005 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. * * * * * Last Halloween I was returning from a visi...
Each year as I write my Halloween stories, I depend upon the pixies to bring me inspiration for one with an Irish/Celtic theme. This year they led me to the myths and legends surrounding the last of the great Celtic queens. Some of this story is factual. Some is Celtic/Irish legend. And some is created just for this story. I leave it to you to determine whic...
Halloween is a great time of year. Grown-ups get to play dress up, and more importantly get to wear masks. I dont know what it is about masks, but inhibitions seem to disappear when the masks go on. Last Halloween, I was invited to a neighbors costume party. I could hardly wait, but it was a busy time for me. Party night came, and I hadnt even thought a...