Copyright Oggbashan September 2018 / 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. *** When I had asked Cecilia's father for per...
Stories about avoiding sex are rare on Literotica, I'm sure, but I hope this one gives you some chuckles in the delay before it delivers gratification. Why the hell am I doing this, I asked myself as I pounded down the streets on Holy Saturday The air was a bit brisk, but not too bad, clouds hung heavily but didn't threaten rain before my morning jog was ov...
A twist on an old tradition, after a nativity celebration, then some cast changes. With much heartfelt gratitude to B. D., who helped me develop Barbara, aka Mother Mary Rufus "One, two three, four, five, six. . ." I grunted as I did my curls with five pound weights in the Recreation Room. It was the Monday before Christmas, and it was tough getting my wo...
During World war II, the English suffered many shortages. Rationing of food and luxuries was severe, leading to much black marketeering. Imported goods in particular, were in short supply. Tobacco, sugar, tea and so forth. Sex was also in short supply, with most young men sent to fight the enemy, leaving sex-starved wives and girl friends at home. Johnnie g...
This story isn't based on Earth. There are different names for days of the week, months, and of course I created my own gods. I'm sorry if it gets confusing. This is also a work in progress. I will add more as I write more. Maybe uploading it on here will give me incentive to write. There will be sex, don't worry. Just not in this first part. ***** My fin...
FUND RAISING Another slice of life at St. Dunstan's; for background, please consult the previous episodes First in a flock of four. Feedback welcome. We sat around a large table in the Vestry Room just off the Undercroft of St. Dunstan's Church. The September Vestry meeting had gone an hour and half so far, and Bert Button's tirade was making it longer. He...
Okay, Chapter 5 at last. Sorry for the long wait - and thank you so much for having patience with me. I know I'm going to get things thrown at me now, but I'm afraid I've got another exam coming up on May 13 so there'll be a slight delay before Chapter 6 appears I'm afraid. I promise faithfully that the moment the exam's done, I'll get back to the story! *...
This took longer then I intended but it could not be helped, Enjoy! @}-,-'- Chapter 6: Come What May The assembly of Dawnlight vampires all turned towards the entrance of the grand hall as Lord Einar entered. The blue-haired man glided up to stand in front of Lord Wade and his wife Lady Abigail. With his usual smug grin he bowed, "Greetings Lord and Lady...
Peter Noakes had been the organist and choirmaster at his local parish church, St Leonards, for nearly thirty years, and had been a member in its ranks since he was eight years old. His wife had also been a choir member until she had passed away three years before from cancer. Now aged fifty, he was a tall, bespectacled man with a mane of shiny dark hair who...
Relatively new here I want to thank all the friendly and helpful readers and writers I have met. Particular thanks to thewinedarksea who has given me some invaluable assistance with this story. ***** I am angel without wings. I was banished from heaven and returned to mortality after an incident where I became lost in my desires. Taking pleasure in a man,...