Content Warning: incest * "How's Ba'Ale today?" Jack asks, peering down at the blessedly sleeping infant. My brother is staying with us for a week or two, and while he is understandably nervous around the ogre in the kitchen and unsurprisingly skittish in the company of the vampire upstairs, he has yet to question either his sanity or my own. I join him b...
Dessert Is Served "I can't believe I married such a pervert." That was Margo speaking to her husband Adam. They have been married for going on eight years. Over the course of their marriage Margo developed this habit of testing the limits of Adam's willingness to please her, and doing so with increasing regularity. Somehow, no matter how much she pushes th...
Four nights away in Oxfordshire was the idea, visit some places and enjoy ourselves. John always likes me to dress nicely, and for the trip down, chose a grey fitted shortish sweater dress, baby pink stockings, and my heeled ankle boots, he also chose my six strap black suspender belt, which he loves because the bumps show through the dress, but we were goi...
I've always had a great relationship with my hairdresser, Mary. She'd been cutting my hair for years and we probably shared a few more details than we should about sex, she made me laugh at some of the naughty stuff she'd been up to! On occasion around a year ago, she came to the new house that I'd just moved into with my girlfriend to cut my hair. The cha...
A man walked into a department store and browsed awhile not really looking at anything. He took the stairs to the 1st floor. The sign said "Lingerie" It was quiet and there was no one around except two other shoppers. One catches his eye, she was stood at the stocking display picking up different packets and putting them back. She had her back to him so he e...
this is for you Sara * * * * * For some bizarre reason, we were shopping for a car...an exotic sports car. I'm looking at you critically as you sit in something zoomy....a convertible Porsche, I think. The car is fuzzy in my mind, but you are crystal clear. You're wearing a green sweater, your arm draped over the door, chin resting on your forearm, smiling...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan January 2007 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. * * * * * The following are fifty-word stories. The...
A few weeks ago, I moved into the final year of school. Our English teacher had left at the end of the previous school year, and we had a new teacher, Miss Cocker. Now to say Miss Cocker is a babe is an understatement, she is about 6.2' tall and she has long voluptuous legs, which are usually stocking clad, blonde hair that goes just below her shoulders, b...
When I was a teenager, nothing turned me on more than reading the letters in Penthouse. I actually liked them more than the pictorials. But I never had a "Penthouse letter" in my youth. Instead, it happened in April 2009 when I was 46. I had recently been lamenting to my best friend Mark that I'd probably never again be with a woman whose age began with a...
Gail hated to go to work anymore, every day was very stressful. Ever since the company had gone public on the stock exchange. You never knew if it would be your last day, with all the cut backs that happened every week. It had been a bad year for her. One of the reasons was her husband of 15 years had left for a younger female. It seems the wave of the futur...