CHAPTER 1 The fine summer day was spotted with white cookie-shaped clouds when Hunter Macdonald began laying out lunch for his party of thirteen tourists from around the world. Two grandmotherly types hurried to assist because that's the compulsively kindly thing many grandmothers do. The boating travelers were five miles from base, on a sandy beach on Pung...
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-wr...
It was Saturday the 15th Dec 1940 at about 07.30 in the morning when Lt Tony Nash RNVR wearily trudged homewards, he was feeling dirty and tired after traveling nearly all night from Portsmouth Harbour Station to London Waterloo, and then on to Stratford underground station, the nearest station to his home in East London. The underground railway platform was...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." This is in LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. In this case, the story stands well enough on its own, but it is very much a part of the series. I typically don't...
CHAPTER 1 Todd Hamilton was one of those unruly-haired guys in dirty T-shirt and jeans that appeared salvaged from a trash bin. Todd's father Bert owned and operated Hamilton Lawn Care Services and except in emergencies his son didn't mow but Tom sat in the office early evenings and arranged rosters, mowing schedules and sent out accounts and receipted pay...
I shared a house with Laila when we were in college together, when I finally moved out from my parents'. I knew she'd been seeing this guy, her first real boyfriend, someone white. She wasn't really devout, but was more traditional than me. She didn't really drink, but one night we shared a bottle of wine, then another. I told her some of my old moments, fir...
Author's note: There's a non-consent scene in this one. Just a warning for anyone who might be disturbed by that kind of thing. As always, feel free to leave comments, and enjoy! April 22nd, 2019. Location: Earth. Three days prior to the disappearance of Nathan Van Dyke. "Julie?" I checked my hotel key, making sure that I was at the right room. The...
After many frantic days across tumultuous waters and several restless nights enduring Min's heavy somnial snorting, the Killer Kraken finally made port in a west Purvajan region natively named Sahra'ramal - more commonly referred to as the Desert Lands or Middle East to the folk of Occasus -- a peninsula consisting of a number of prestigious kingdoms, famous...
Chapter 1. The most opulent chambers in Topkapi palace belonged to the Sultan. The great hall was decorated with finery from all over the empire. The floor and walls were covered with blue, green and white tiles with abstract patterns on them. These were local from artisans in Constantinople. The floor was covered with deep blue rugs with flower patterns. T...
'Pixie' (Part Four) Categories: Consensual sex, sex toys, group sex, all sex, love. Jamie and Ania return to England from a two week holiday with Ania's family and take a week of relaxing at Jamie's parent's home, before they both start work experience at different local companies for five weeks, Jamie in an engineering company and Ania in an artistic desi...