And it's that time again! As part of the Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025, I, supported by others, have put together a story which I hope lives up to the expectations as part of the memorial event. Like last years entry, one entry is in English, the other with a part German dialogue. This story has been supported by my friends Tim & Frank for the US based segment, and 29wordsforsnow for their wealth of knowledge in where to go looking for, or providing the background material for this story. They...

A short tale for all the step-ups and the back-getters. The oath-takers and the light-keepers.
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August 23, 2003
Junction City, KS
As evening approached, Jacob Pierson had an overwhelming desire to throttle every weatherman who had confidently predicted mild heat and a slight breeze for the day. Having grown up in the shade of the Allegheny National Forest, the young man was still not accustomed to his adopted state's unforgiving weather. The temperature itself would be tolerable in most pla...

A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is brave five minutes longer.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
In honor and memory of Oggbashan.
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Never in a million years would Sally Saugenwelt ever have thought she could be considered a "groupie."
And she wasn't really, except on the most narrow, strict-constructionist, interpretation of the term. It had been only for one band, and only for one week, and even that wasn't that big a deal when you took everything into account....

"What the hell are you doing here??" asked Linda.
"Um... you said I could have Cody for the weekend?" Sarah asked.
"Oh... Oh yeah!" said Linda, seemingly coming to a realization. "Yeah... come on in, I'll get him."
"Where is Cody?" asked Sarah, walking over the threshold into the rented house. Linda was dressed in a stained yellow t-shirt and panties. She walked towards the partially collapsed sofa where Roy, her boyfriend sat....

Author note: This is my entry for Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025.


Being a plumber who works for yourself means no long, luxuriant lie-ins where you have nothing planned all day except further idleness.
Being a plumber who instead works for your dad means getting to do all that, plus a short walk to the pub and a short stagger back....

A young woman, taken from her family in the late 1700s, struggles to survive and find true love.
This story is written for the "Heroism - Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025" in memory of long time Literotica writer and contributor Oggbashan who died in May 2023. Rest in peace, Ogg.
Since Ogg often wrote stories based in historical times rather than the present, this story takes place in the early days of the American frontier. The language used should be considered to be the speaker's native tongue in the ...

This essay was originally written for the Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025, and includes no sexual references. When thinking about a hero, the most heroic person I could think of was Desmond Doss, who undoubtedly fit the description of Hero.
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The movie Hacksaw Ridge (2016) tells the story of Desmond Doss, the only WWII soldier to receive the Medal of Honor as a conscientious objector. It in turn was based on the documentary The Conscientious Objector which explored the life of Desmond D...

This is my entry in the Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025. Ogg was a long time contributor and active presence on the Literotica forum for many years. He embodied the word heroism, fighting against death itself. This story is in his honor. BE WARNED! This is a long story with a slow burn, and has a great deal of historical content. Please try a different story if you are unprepared to engage....

Chapter 17 - the winds of change
The evening on shore breeze had cooled off the area and we were sitting around a fire. Dinner is over and the empty MRE packages were piled at the end of the tent. I looked at them and wondered when the local inhabitants would discover them (if there were any).
"You need to clean up that mess, the local inhabitants will come to that trash, and you won't like it when they do."...

A royal dinner invitation
"Elayne, why do I have to wear this clothing? I prefer the simple items I have. I don't need all this extra fancy stuff. I already met Cailan without this," he growled, feeling ridiculous as he looked down at himself.
"Hawke, you are having dinner with the King and Queen. This requires a little more fashion than, say, having dinner with my parents. Now, quit fussing, it's only for dinner, my love. When we get back here, then you can remove it, I'll even help you," she said as...

mArilyNDROID: TAMARA KOLE
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"That's it, boys, show me how bad you want me."
Tamara Kole was shameless! Long before inhabiting her android body, she was the base slut. Between working on the project to reverse engineer the alien arsenal she had managed to fuck almost every guard, hell even janitors there. Sex kept her sane in a bad situation. Now that she was at home in her assassin, she had the power to literally be who or whatever she desired to be. Hopefully it would never come to that dir...

Chapter 4: Rash Decisions
"Ow." I'm pretty sure was the first thing I said as I stretched, waking up to the afternoon sun in my face.
I crawled out of bed and grabbed my dress, putting it on over my head. I briefly looked for my underwear before remembering.
"Oh yeah..." I rolled my eyes. [You're such a slut.] I smirked to myself. [Absolutely worth it though.]...

This series takes place in a high fantasy world populated by humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, and hucows. This chapter focuses on F/F sex, big tits, and lactation.
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Korina and Rachael waited expectantly in the Viscount's private sitting room -- a bright, luxurious space in the central tower of Hesperia's castle. The walls were adorned with awards and mementos of the Viscount's successes as a mid-level Imperial official. The Viscount had a habit of making his guests wait for him, and the objec...

The bugs were loud in this part of town.
Technically, Maya wasn't in town anymore. When she left the coffee shop, she drove out past the gated neighborhoods and big commercial farms that surrounded her sleepy little college town. After what felt like miles of wheat, the trees got closer to the sides of the road until they towered over her tiny blue hatchback....

Author's Note - Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you.
Summer 1978
The blue panel truck, with Giordano Roofing painted on the side, slowed to a stop in front of the two story ranch house at the end of Oakwood Lane. Turning off the ignition, Kyle Giordano reached for the clipboard on the passenger seat and verified the address on his work order. Satisfied that he was at the right location, t...

"Elise is cheating on me. She has been for almost half a year. She finally fessed up last night. I didn't believe her at first. Then she showed me the pictures. Showed me the texts. I was crushed. Still kind in shock about the whole deal. She's leaving tonight. Probably already gone. I'm just so bad at relationships." Calli was in tears....

Author's Foreword: This series has themes of romance, sex, friendship, humor, safe and consensual BDSM, and above all, intimacy and the concept of memory. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. I want you, reader, to come away with more empathy, appreciation, and joy for yourself and others than you began. As I did when writing this....

Dearest reader,
You really didn't think that was the end did you? Sorry to have worried you. New readers, to state the obvious, this is Chapter 5. Chapter 1 is here (it may be in Lesbian Sex, but, trust me, it is very romantic.)
Happy reading!
Love t x
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My husband's friend Tyler is Military. He was station overseas and had returned to the US to attend training. Tyler is also married. Tyler visited us for two nights before returning to post overseas.
Context: Lisa lived about a 15 minute drive from our house. Our parents owned a laundry mat in the same town....

Note: Big Boning In Williamsburg (Virginia), not Big, Beautiful Woman. Sorry guys, I hope you enjoy the story, and I encourage feedback (there's no such thing as good or bad... its all good)!
I booked a room in Williamsburg for the weekend for one reason, and one reason only: to either fuck, or get fucked....

I was playing golf alone on my favorite golf course. It was a slow day with very few players on the course. I was riding along in my golf cart when a sudden rain shower began pouring down. I immediately headed for the concrete pipe shelter to get out of the rain. As I pulled in the shelter, I realized another cart was already in there....

Our wedding was beautiful. Everything I ever dreamed. We partied all night and had to leave the next afternoon for our honeymoon. We arrived at our resort in Mexico and made our way to the room. We had sex for the first time as a married couple before heading to the pool. We were having drinks and talking to some of the other guests. A few hours went by and we were getting along really well with another couple even though they were older in their 40s. I was 24 my husband was 30. Both my husband and I had wa...

Arnold rode back to the farm at the end of the afternoon, after feeding the cattle in the field.
When he jumped of his tractor in the large barn, Helga stepped out of the front door and called, "Arnold!"
Arnold went up to her. "Hi Helga, you need me?"
"Hi Arnold, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Helga!"...

As usual, he was naked sitting at his computer checking his email. I slept in a little but got up when I knew the tea was ready. He had my cup of tea waiting for me in the kitchen. Feeling a bit aroused, I took a small pillow with me into the computer room as I gave him a good morning kiss. We talked a bit about the world events he had come across this morning as I dropped my pillow on the floor between his feet. A slow grin came across his face and his eyes looked at me with a little twinkle in them. I jus...

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A big thanks to Cassie69a and Happyyy_ for their huge help in editing!


If you're reading for the first time, I highly recommend reading chapters 1-4 first!

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Chapter 5: Reunions...

I'd always been into kinky stuff and now that I lived in my own place I'd really expanded my interests. Currently lacking a boyfriend because I'm still looking for the right guy to fuel my secret desires, I found that I needed to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. Of course I bought handcuffs and leg shackles that I could wear around my house, naked if the weather was warm enough. I even converted a cuff, chain, and a bowling ball to act as a ball and chain for my leg, to really feel like a prison...

The passenger window slid down with a sulky whir as two girls emerged from the roiling dust his car tires kicked up. The blond leant against the passenger side door with a sunny "bonjour" and a flash of emaculate cleavage wrapped in a green halter top.
"We are going too Melbourne, you as well?"
Her friend looked over her shoulder, sporting a dusty orange summer dress and a hopeful smile....

"Remember, I won't be home until eight tonight. I have to work overtime. Okay, see you later, love you!"
Jane's husband was out of the door and heading towards his car before she could reply.
Oh well, that left her alone for the day. It was a rare day off for her and she planned to make full use of it. Nothing exciting, mainly chores and perhaps a glass of wine in the garden during the afternoon, if the weather held....

Disclaimer: Think of this letter as a wild ride through a doctor's world. I'm just the storyteller, not a real-life medical whiz. All the hospital drama is cranked up for a good tale. Enjoy the story, but leave the scalpels to the pros!
This story is an entry for the "Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025."...

[:::: Authors Note ::::]
This is a short one and one of my first tries to write poetry outside of the Red Suit. It doesn't come naturally to me. So sorry if the words don't rhyme like they should.
This is a short one that I am working on while I complete The White Suit, Book 2 of The Dark Christmas Saga and polish a new story, 'Pain'....