Copyright Oggbashan 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. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part--w...
Authors note: This is a series I wrote a few years ago, but never posted. It is a bit long, involving a variety of settings and situations, but I hope a very enjoyable read. * You had to really enjoy these early March heat waves. In fact, I was enjoying one now. It was nearly eighty degrees, a far cry from the sub freezing temperatures and ice storm only a...
My name is Kavita and I am a young Asian Indian housewife living in California. I have been told that I have a very sexy body. My husband Sanjay loves to display my legs and my shapely boobs to his friends and in public. I am deeply in love with my husband. Like a good Indian wife, I very rarely have the courage to disobey him. Sanjay knows my weakness very...
This story features some elements of female domination (femdom), teasing & denial, chastity training, mild bondage, creampies, cuckolding cross-dressing and a few other fantasies of mine. I hope you find it entertaining, but if you might be offended, stop reading and do something else. The author retains all rights to this story. You may re-post the story un...
I had dinner with the two women students in their 50s, one of whom had already graduated. Advanced degrees in the humanities. Both were blondes and one as pretty as the next. Slim, nice faces, smallish tits, but good figures. (I'm 63, attractively bald, grey eyes, good features.) The first left, and in the thrall of strong drink, the second, Karen, with whom...
The girl nervously licked her lips, moistening the bright red lipstick she'd carefully applied as she glanced around the room. The combined lust of the males in the audience was a tangible thing, hanging heavy in the air. She felt it; we all felt it. She was beautiful, I thought. Curly hair hung in thick rings just below her shoulders, accentuating her alab...
I walked toward Marilane's office. I couldn't believe she was actually transferring to Europe. It had taken a while to get to know her but it was worth it. She's smart, articulate and glib. I like her and I remember what an old colonel mentor of mine in the Army once said, 'man who dip pen in company ink get blot on service record.' I kept everything semi-pe...
***Many thanks to NickJBella for editing this story for me!*** ***** "You showed," I say as I slowly open the front door. "I thought for sure you would have had second thoughts." "I've had third, fourth, and fifth thoughts," he says with a nervous tone. "I've been thinking about this for a very long time and I couldn't wait any longer. I knew from the mom...
Felicia lay naked in bed, listening to the rain hit her building. He really wasn't coming. Peter was not her boyfriend anymore. She'd gone out and robbed a joint, but even that hadn't put a dint in her frustrations. Nor had spilling out her loot—all the cash money and one ornate scepter—onto her bed and lying upon it, momentarily using the scepter as a backs...
Too much coffee can really disrupt a morning. She drank her three cups of coffee to stay awake during that one awful day of the week where all three of her liberal arts electives were back to back from 9 AM straight through until noon. If liberal arts were actually interesting, chugging one coffee per class wouldn't be necessary. Now she was fidgeting and wa...