Introduction: It was not his fault that Mr and Mrs Stanley landed their firstborn with the handle 'Morton Henry'. 'Henry Morton' possibly seemed to them pretentious, suggestive that the famous explorer was an ancestor. On the other hand, they could not resist the allusion. They did not think ahead, to schooldays and the viciousness his fellows could have wr...
Sellsword 8 Retribution Jarveena sat in the room she and Garth shared waiting for him to return from a caravan. It was late and the place was almost empty. Ordinarily it was quiet at this time of night, Kal-sorak was no longer a crime infested town. So it was that the scream from the alley brought Jarveena's head up quickly. There was a note of extreme te...
DAY 1 The Pacific Wanderer slid under the Sydney Harbour Bridge on her way to a short cruise to the South Pacific Islands. With the band pumping out some hot music, most passengers were on the main deck farewelling the Australian harbour city. Amongst the crowd, enjoying a refreshing drink, were Bob and Rachel. Married for forty years and lovers for long...
This rather long tale is a mingling of two essentially true stories with a large dollop of imagination thrown in on top. Despite this there are many who will not care for the content due to the definite cuckoldry theme, some gay male sexual activity (mainly oral) and a very unpleasant dominant male. However, those who persevere might find redeeming features...
I look up from my book, startled by the clomping of boots on the porch of the hideaway to which I was brought last night to fulfill a promise. Situated on a dirt road, miles from the main highway that snakes through this range of the Appalachian Mountains, so remote are we that the electrical grid barely stretches here and cable TV and cell phone service are...
Story Codes: M/F, Shared Wife, Public sex, MM/F, Anal Sex, Romance When I met my husband he was a normal, fun-loving man, he, like me, wasn't particularly adventurous, sexually I mean but mine was caused by shyness and his was caused by years of studying rocks, stones and gravel. When we met Johnny was working as a Geologist for UK Coal, he worked in the Le...
[Author's note: I expect most readers will not reach the end of this novella in one viewing. With that in mind, each chapter is written as a self-contained story.] * CHAPTER 1 -- A TOURIST'S ARRIVAL Home in Boston At age 39 I enthusiastically embraced the maxim that life began at forty. Except I didn't notice any difference when the birthday came and pas...
Prologue This story is a rewrite of a story I previously wrote entitled "Coming Home." I have used many of the same characters but the plot has changed significantly. It is as far as possible historically accurate although of course the characters and the plot are fictional. The Nazi U Boat threat in 1941 was gradually strangling the UK supply lines and Me...
The girls waved back towards the ship as they walked down the gangway leading to the Aruba dock. Once ashore, Liz smiled brightly and blew Gilles a kiss before she lost sight of him. As they negotiated the series of checks and document reviews, Liz smiled, knowing she'd see Gilles again if she ever made her way to Montreal. She and Sam had enjoyed a few fun...
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...