* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005. 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. * * * * * Caroline is an artist. She uses an unusual...
My one and only story. "Hi, my name is Judy, I am the one my husband has been writing about." After reading what John has written about us, I decided I would write my one and only story. I was going through our computer, when I came across a site that John had forgotten to close. It was a porn site, John had been writing stories about our sex life. This re...
Priya had just realized what had happened to her the previous night at the party. She saw the video which showed her how a woman looking like her ended up being bald and losing her virginity. The woman asked the men to that to her willingly. The 30 minute video had bought her to a brink of orgasm but she ended up peeing herself after looking at herself in th...
Paula's old life crumbles but there might be light at the end of the tunnel. This is a transition story, taking our main character to the next stage of their life. As such there is no real sex in this chapter, sorry but it's required to set the scene for the next part. The usual disclaimer applied. Everyone is (well!) above the age of consent. This story...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2019 (started September 2004) 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. Simon had met Mary Gall at a product lau...
I hit another bad note. My voice cracked under pressure, I guess. This is the first time I'd ever taken up singing lessons. I never was interested, but my parents used to say I had potential. They felt I could do better than all of the students in my chorus classes. I couldn't wrap my head around the idea of singing as a lifelong career though. It just isn't...
Taylor Swift's luxury jet touched down on a private Nashville airstrip at just gone 2PM Central Time. Taylor and her celebrity pals re-dressed and gathered their belongings; grabbing a liquor bottle or two for the road as they headed for the exit. The ladies filed out of the aircraft in an orderly fashion; blowing teasing kisses to pilots and flight attendan...
It was Halloween time again. Ashley and I had been invited to an adult Halloween party, complete with costumes and whatnot. Never having been a big Halloween person, I declined. I really didn't want to get dressed in costume and hang out with a bunch of people I didn't know. Ashley tried to convince me but I put my foot down and said no. She tried pouting bu...
Six months later she was still pissed. No one had ever blown her off without so much as a "fuck you." What was worse, she'd trotted out most of what she'd thought was a rather impressive resume for this one. To no avail. Oh, sure, they'd gotten drunk, fucked liked minks, come all over themselves half the night. And no wonder. They'd built up enough tension i...
She had been alone under the boardroom table for at least twenty minutes now. From her toes to her ass cheeks, Melody's legs were starting to cramp, and one of the very few people who had spoken to her all day had just been forbidden to say another word to her. "Hello! Newbie! Are you still under there?" Gwyneth popped her head back under the boardroom t...