A loud noise wakes you. You walk down the hall and the window is amiss. Looking around you find some wet footprints. Following the footprints through hall you find a pile of wet muddy clothes. Picking up the pile you see a bra fall to the floor. You follow the muddy prints to the bathroom. The shower is running; steam bellows out of a crack between the doo...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2018 / October 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. *** When I had asked Cecilia's father for per...
I couldn't hold back a sigh of pure bliss as I sank into the warm mud pool, all the way up to my shoulders. I'd been looking forward to visiting the mud baths for months now, and finally I'd managed to secure one of their rare, sought-after appointments. They only accepted one booking per month, and their demands were rather bizarre: clientele could only b...
It was a stinking hot summer's day when I went around to Naomi's place. She'd called up and told me to come over and jump in the pool. Several others were also coming. I was not in the least reluctant to go and jump in a nice cool pool with some good companionship. I hastened around to Naomi's place as fast as my feet could move, which wasn't all that fast,...
* * * * * 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. * * * * * We were running late. We had intended to m...
Prologue Dusk had set in and and it had begun raining only moments after class let out. Mark was going to pay for this. Ammy had gotten out of class hours ago and he had promised to pick her up. Maybe "hours" was an exaggeration. She really had no way of telling since her cell phone died during the lecture. Without it, she was effectively stranded until Mar...
I step out onto my patio with the first drink of the day in my hand, a Jack and Coke to get some caffeine in my system and start the warm up for a Saturday night. I watch my black 4-Runner for tell-tale signs of Lisa. She's still curled up half naked in the back under the roll top cover. Been there all day. The sun is as low as my two hanging ferns, so it...
**The following is a filth kink stories that contains unwashed bodies, mud, piss, shit and all that other gross stuff. If you like that, keep reading. If not I'd recommend you stop, if not... Well that's your problem, not mine.** "This town is cursed." That was never something anyone wanted to hear. "By the goddess Tlazo." That was a pretty bad follow up....
Caroline woke first, she blinked and looked around as she realised she was not alone, Donna was there with her, warm and naked against her own bare flesh. She kissed Donna's head gently and she mused that having a slave was not at all what she expected, but inn her heart she was absolutely sure that she wanted Donna. She remembered the previous evening, h...
Margaret stood firmly on an island of marsh grass ogling her sexy, real estate rival, Elizabeth, struggle against gravity. The gooey muck Ms. StCloud III had errantly stumbled into mercilessly lapped at the hem of her ripped business skirt. Margaret succumbed to the melodrama unfolding before her. Feeling her nipples harden with excitement as she deviantly w...