I lay in the hot sun, my piss-stained body aching at my long-enforced bondage on the trampoline when I heard raised voices from the five women attending the poolside piss party. One, who I took to be Helga, the big-busted strict-looking blonde millionairess real estate saleswoman, announced: "I can't wait any longer, I've got to piss on him. It is my turn,...
I pushed the curtains of the floor to ceiling window to the side and gazed out at the busy city traffic. The sun had set and I admired the view of the bright lights and tiny cars from the 36th floor. I dimmed the lights in the room, eagerly awaiting his return. I stood wearing nothing but my black high heels, just the way he liked it. There were many apart...
Continued from Jim and His Sister-In-Law-Day 1 Preface: Monday my sister-in-law, Bea, and I saw Sally, my wife, and Jack, Sally's brother/Bea's husband, off at the local airport. Sally was to help Jack with a big business opportunity. They would be gone until Friday and Sally's instructions to Bea were for her to take good care of me! For the rest of the d...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
Copyright Oggbashan June 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. * "Bloody troubadour!" Leofric threw the scroll from the bed to th...
Bart was a man in 20s. Taller than average at 6' 2" with brown hair and brown eyes, he usually didn't have a problem getting women, but.... There was the side of him that liked watching. Some might call him a Peeping Tom, but he liked watching other people when they didn't know. It heightened the fantasy. It was a hot summer night. The kind that made your s...
Hearing rustling amongst the hay bales Tom the ostler went to investigate. Peering through a hole in the bales he couldn't believe what he saw: The maid was lying sprawled across a bale with her brown hair pulled out of her bun. Her black dress was undone revealing her large breasts with nipples pink and erect. Her skirts were hitched up revealing no underw...
The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly and halted as the gold coloured chain locked into its catch. Patterson caught a whiff of Eastern cooking mingled with the scent of Anais Anais...
Bryan Jensen's family built a rustic but spacious house on a lake. His father drafted Bryan to help with the construction so often that we used to joke that he was secretly in the National Guard -- "one weekend a month and two weeks a year." Now that it was finished, we got to reap the rewards of his hard work, as the scattered members of our high school cir...
It has been a really long time since I posted the previous chapter of Paradise Island. I moved jobs and became really busy and the muse just left me. Thanks to everybody who kept sending me emails to carry on writing the story. Without those emails, I wouldn't have found it in me to restart writing. Hopefully, the next chapter won't be so long in the writing...