It was 1958, I was 18 years old and I had been staying with my cousins Megan and Morag in their cottage at Cairncarron over the summer. My Aunt had left us alone for a couple of weeks to look after a sick friend. On Tuesday Morag asked me to deliver a letter to Colonel McAllister's widow who lived in a big Edwardian house on the edge of the village. I had t...
(It was summer 2007; a nineteen year old boy from Wyoming had found a 'FreezeTime Remote' in St Clair's Mall in Illinois. He discovered that it actually froze chronological time, and people became, and remained, living statues until the 'Regular Time' button was pressed. For some technical reason every living person froze except for the guy who was in char...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured 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...
(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part six of my tale) Another storm seemed to be brewing....
Nisha's mother had been nagging her to wear a saree for some time. It is a traditional wear, she must wear or atleast know how to wear one before getting married. To wear a saree one must need a blouse. The blouse comes from the shoulder to below the breasts. That week she told her mother about wearing a saree. Her mother was excited to hear it. The next d...
This was the letter I wrote to an older Sissy in an attempt to convince Her to accept me as Her littler sister and use me. * Stop, You make me blush. I too luv wearing feminine luxurious things. I believe now I need to wear sensuous feminine things under the direction of some one else. Could that possibly be You. Please. You would treat me like a little...
This is a story of an Indian housewife named Alpa. She is one of those females who never gets enough; she is always sexually starved. Let me describe her for you - she is a 28, a bit fat, 5ft. 8" in height with gorgeous legs, a gigantic round ass and slightly sagging but big breasts. While at home, Alpa always wears an Indian sari, which is skin - tight enab...
It was my wedding night (Suhaag Raat) and my friends have brought me into the room decorated with silken drapes, red roses & white jasmines. I was very tired after the wedding, so to freshen myself I took a bath and changed into my wedding night saree. As you know this is the night when my husband will overcome all the hesitancy and pleadings from me. I also...
Thank God it's Friday I thought as I arrived at the office. All was quiet and, unlike the last two days, Polly was not yet in when I got there. The first thing I did when I sat at my desk was to check my note of Polly's approved underwear for today. The note read as follows: "Fri - NO p - light bl. cot pet. - inside middle rear; skin col. bra - inside strap...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2009 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. Minor edit...