Ustin Welsh Blog Stories

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Og's Blog Pt. 07

by oggbashan on Jul 15, 2020
Reviews & Essays

Og's Blog Pt 07 Og becomes a civil servant. Part 03 Training Courses Author's Note: Because of the Official Secrets Act, this has to be regarded as a fictionalised account and names will be omitted or changed. Any names given will not be the names of real people. Please note that Parts 01 and 02 of Og's blog are transcripts of posts made on the Authors' H...

More Than Personal Ch. 02

by TheJohnsonator05 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

"I checked into Welsh's numbers. He has the assets to fund the new S.N.A.T.C.H. program," said Nicole as she stood in front of John Jacobson while she fixed his collar and tie, "The problem is, he is very tough to negotiate. He won't even pull out his checkbook if he doesn't agree." John wasn't paying attention to a single word that his personal assistant...

Christmas Siege

by oggbashan on Dec 24, 2019
Romance

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. [The war between King Stephen and Empress Matilda was during the...

Earth to Earth

by oggbashan on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

****************************** Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. Edited July 2006 ****************************** Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust... I didn't attach any particular significance to my wife's maiden name until she started researching her family tree....

In Loving Memory Pt. 02

by Tara_Neale on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

The first rays of early morning sun filled the tight confines of James's car. He had been driving for hours and had a couple more to go before they reached his destination. He should be exhausted but his mind was filled as it had been so many times over the last eight years; filled with her. He looked across the seat at her. She was curled up like a small ch...

The Penalty for Being Tardy

by PhilosopherX on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

She rushed to her desk as fast as her restrictive pencil skirt and 4 inch heels would allow. Glancing at the clock she winced, realizing that despite her best efforts she was 5 minutes late... again. Maybe he wouldn't notice, maybe he was busy with some email or paper work and just would assume she arrived on time. She checked herself in her compact as her...

The Saturday Shop Girl Ch. 02

by MrRusty2000 on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

My wife Pam and I run a paper shop dealing mainly in cigarettes and magazines. Life was pretty ordinary until my wife employed a local college student to help out with our long Saturday shift. Helen was as fresh as a kitten with a figure men dream of. I certainly had a few dreams anyway. Helen and I had worked together really well until I'd had to deal with...

The Saturday Shop Girl

by MrRusty2000 on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

She came one Saturday morning and spoke to my wife (Pam). She was in the middle of her A-levels and needed some spending money to help run her car. Our shop is your typical corner store, cigarettes, papers and hundreds of loose sweets and chocolate bars to lift the spirits of any local house wife. My wife opens up and runs the shop in the mornings, whilst I...

Special Sauce

by bencage on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I looked down onto the glossy black hairs covering the top of my secretary's head as she swallowed my meat. After six months of practice, Suzi was finally able to take most of me down her throat without gagging. Her head bobbed up and down in order to exhale and to refill her lungs with air before swallowing me whole once more. I felt her pace quicken as my...

No Future Ch. 36

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

XXXVI Unto the Next Generation Iris 2054 Iris had never participated in a demonstration before in her life. There'd never been anything in the twenty five years of her life that had stirred her up enough to do more than make the most passive protest. Normally, Iris wasn't very sure what she really believed in, especially when the object of protest was...