Chapter 2: Saturday Night Chris closed her eyes. Water flowed over her body in warm streams from the showerhead above. She tilted her head back and let her hair guide the water down her back. She felt the water on her breasts and stomach and ass and legs. Chris considered staying in the shower the rest of the day. The 29-year-old woman looked down at her f...
Although this is a story, what you are about to read is based on some real events. These people exist. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I run what you might call a newsagents/general store in a small Welsh town. I have regular customers, some occasional ones and customers that will call only once. One of my occasional customers I see once...
********************** Copyright Oggbashan August 2006 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. ********************** "Hazel, why do yo...
My finger shook nervously as I held it over the Enter key on my computer. Gawd, what was I thinking? What if someone recognized me? I adjusted my mask to make sure no one could see my face. At the time I bought the Paris Hilton mask I thought it would be hilarious to portray one of the most famous online sex celebrities of all time. Now that the time had com...
Just a short walk after a late dinner. It had been a long, boring day at work but that was all she expected. Funny, but the walks at dusk (or even a bit later, sometimes) usually left her feeling refreshed and ready for sleep. Not tonight. It just did not seem as good as it should be. Humid, still around 85° F. and too little breeze to cool her skin. Aimles...
49 Dollars Stunned out of all sexual arousal, Bailey laid herself flat out on Kent's bed, absently noting the way the bed sank as Kent sat down beside her. Considering himself tacitly invited by her longstanding appreciation of his massages, his hands moved to her sore cheeks and began rubbing gentle, healing circles. "I'd never thought of it that way,"...
(This is part of the series of "Silverbridge" stories but can be read on its own.) ********************* Copyright Oggbashan 22 June 2002 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 re...
The brush glides repeatedly through the length of my long hair, the knobby bristles massaging my scalp, the nape of my neck, my back. The palm of his hand follows the brush strokes smoothing down the hair. My head falls forward, the muscles so relaxed that they can't keep it up. My eyes are closed and my whole body turns to jelly. I am putty in his hands. Wi...
You and I deep in love, we sit entwined, silently, floating upon perpetual synergy, with nothing around us but walls, silence and motions so wet and filled with curiosity. Kissing slowly and deeply, with no end in sight, very sensuously and exploratively. You were on my lap with your legs going off to one side together. We are both naked and enjoying each ot...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 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 represen...