Chapter 1. An ordinary detached house in a plain, unremarkable suburb, 65 miles from London. 44 Green Meadows was built, along with hundreds of others after the war. Rows and rows of neat, adequately maintained windows and neatly manicured lawns. Apple blossom trees evenly spaced outside every other house, and a post-box on the corner. You can hear the blac...
Foreword: The following story is fiction, but based upon recent real life events. While it does not contain details of graphic sex, the reader should be over eighteen years of age. In order to protect the innocent, and otherwise, names have been changed. I would like to dedicate my story to all unhappily married women and in particular the real Rebecca wit...
If ever the devil was born without a pair of horns It was you, Jezebel, it was you... If ever a pair of eyes promised paradise It was you, Jezebel, it was you... If ever the devil's plan was made to torment man It was you, Jezebel, it was you... "Jezebel," written in 1951 by Wayne Shanklin, first recorded by Frankie Laine (1951), other recordings by The E...
I'm declaring a contest of my own... of sorts. If you go to my author's page, I have submitted the first chapter of 3 stories on the same day (10/30/15). I will write and post the next chapter of the highest rated story every week or two (or maybe three) until all the stories are done. These should all be pretty short stories, around 3-4 chapters. If there...
Copyright PennameWombat December 2019 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 actua...
Nora was sitting in the dining area of the ship, looking down at her lap. She was sitting with her mothers, Caitlin and Iris. Naomi, Willow, Rena, Star, Kathy, and Fiona were present with their respective mothers. They were all admiring the three new speedsters. "So," Caitlin said. "Who are you?" The blue colored speedster smiled. "My name is Loriane Ren S...
1. Steve's Story: I was made redundant a couple of years ago when I was 51. The large company I'd spent the previous three decades working for had been taken over and, as usual, layers of management got stripped out during the restructuring process. Fortunately I got a modest lump sum payoff and my pension will kick in when I'm 55. I'm also lucky enough to...
She swore again and checked her phone for what felt like the hundredth time. Still no more battery than the last time she had checked. Kicking the tyre of her stationery car she rummaged in her bag for her packet of cigarettes and lighter. Inhaling deeply she looked up and down the deserted road and cursed her mum and step-dad for moving her to such a god fo...
Meeting Hannah that afternoon was one of those bizarre events that convinced me how important it is to say "yes" to life, to be open to what presents itself and to not have expectations. I hadn't been to New York City in over twenty years, and in fact, rarely leave my off the grid cabin in Maine for any cities. I shop at a local food co-op in our small town,...
Just a few points: firstly this story is written in British-English so the spelling and grammar may well differ from that of the particular dialect in which you were educated. Secondly it contains descriptions of shemale-shemale sex and anal sex... If these are not to your taste then read no further. Thirdly it is a story and nothing here is real, it's al...