Clarissa Clyde-Walker is a master manipulator, unlike the rest of the kind folks of St. Dunstan's. Many are interested in Clarissa getting some non-fatal comeuppance, including someone unexpected. There are rather intense scenes after Clarissa goes to the Recreation Room, so if you're not into S/M you may want to stop there and rest assured the Vicar will ge...
What you've missed: I woke up from a coma after a motor cycle crash, to find that my penis could talk, and more than that, when it wanted, it could take control of the rest of me. It was able to sing in a way which it called 'pussy charming' in such a way as to entice nearby females to come and shag me, which it demonstrated for me with a 50 something overwe...
Natasha stood up beside the piano as the children in the little orchestra and the Christmas play took their bows. It had all gone surprisingly well all things considered. Her mother, Jennifer Wagstaffe, stepped out onto the stage and raised her hands for quiet. "I am sure you would all like me to thank everybody involved in this years production on your b...
Britt gave birth without complications to a chubby boy with the intention of returning to work after one year, all being well. Rita had from the outset volunteered to care for the infant during the day when Britt was ready to return to work. Rita attended the birthing and asked mother Britt had she finally chosen a name for him. "No, I ask you as share-gi...
THE VICAR'S DUTIES On the Saturday afternoon of the vicar's wife's birthday week-end in London with her friend, Sarah, there was a garden party being held in the grounds of one of the wealthier widows of the parish. The widow lived in a large five bedroom mansion, with a large terrace which ran along the length of the rear of the house, with steps leading d...
Chapter III Suckling a Curate It was some days before Beverley recovered from her encounter with the con man who was also a cross dressing masochist with a penchant for ladies underwear. The following week she was surprised to receive a telephone call from the curate at her local church who wanted to come round and see her. Naturally she agreed and they ar...
Suzie was a totally changed woman. At forty she was a prim and proper, helpful wife of a clergyman, and a sort of agony aunt for the community. At forty one however, Suzie had become, if not cock hungry, at least very willing to take the generous amount of cock that came her way. Mostly Thursdays and Fridays, when Jason, her vicar husband, stayed in anothe...
XLIX Foreign Shores Diane 2043 "It doesn't matter however much I enjoy making love with you," said Diane, "it still feels wrong." "Because we're both women?" wondered Lakeisha who was spread out on the sheets beside the vicar. "Because I'm in love with Doris," Diane replied. "It's not as if you're living together, is it?" said Lakeisha. "Didn't you enjo...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2013 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 was sitti...
Life in the parish of St Leonard's had changed in the last few months. A new vicar had arrived, with new ideas, and she had brought resurgence in parish activities. Reverend Maxine Power was in her early thirties, or that's what it had said in the introductory article in the parish magazine. Nobody knew her exact age, but from her looks, a plain looking brun...