Copyright PennameWombat June 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual ev...
First of all a warning!! This is a graphic story of a sexual liaison between two consenting adults. If you are prudish or underage, then read no further. For those of you who enjoy a little erotic entertainment to pass the time, please read on. My story is based in Paris, the city built around art, food, romance and sex, and it has never failed to disappoi...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...
Authors note: Please note that the Dom's perspective is in normal Print and the submissive's in italics. * Transformation time I opened my eyes to the sound of Master Jack's heart beating under my ear. His strong lean arms held me against his well-knit naked body under the sensual material of the black satin sheets as the first rays of the sun cast a warm...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. The scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will take...
Chapter 16: Who Says What Happens in Vegas... Sharon rolled to her left... or tried to roll; the heavy blanket kept her from moving very much. She smiled, enjoying the warm bed, and the full, heavy pillow. She settled back, reveling in that semi-lucid lucky time when you can control your dreams, if only for a moment. What was it that Lisa had called it......
I originally began to write this story as an entry for Literotica's Halloween Competition. Unfortunately, work and other time constraints delayed completion. The tale is re-working of an old fairy story and no doubt you will soon recognise it as you read on. ***** Prequel Granny Fay knew when she was going to die. As a witch it was natural for her to kno...
CHAPTER 1: A Dance and a Song Josiah Langer looked around the VFW hall. Older people sat at cafeteria tables, talking over the music which was just a bit too loud. There were pitchers of beer or Coke and baskets of potato chips and pretzels about. Lots of younger children were running here and there. One girl looked about his age, and he didn't want to loo...
Ian blinked his eyes open and stretched as he awoke late on the afternoon of the day he'd been captured. He frowned as he heard Ember shouting from the living room of his apartment. 'Their' apartment, he corrected himself with a smile. Getting up and slipping on a pair of sweats, he made his way out of the bedroom. He chuckled at the sight that met him and l...