"We must challenge the long-held theory that warding stones protect us from demons. Namu is not safe from Infernals. Even now, they might roam freely inside the ancestral wards of the city." -- Keya Oko, Magisterium lecture, 3125 by the Ummran calendar, 21st day of the Red Dust Moon. There is something primal about making love near the ocean. Tides are a ri...
If you are looking for a quick jerk, please continue looking. This is a longer story with development of characters. I debated between first time and romance, for there are elements of both here, and decided first time was the better choice. This can be a stand-alone story, but it will be more enjoyable if you read parts 1-3 first. I hope you enjoy. Comments...
Note: This was originally released in three parts. Part 1: Kim Jerry could see his wife's cheeks turning red with anger. 'Oh no,' he thought. 'Here we go again. And in a crowded restaurant too.' "This, this, this is why no one should have voted for Bush." Kim's voice grew louder with each word until half the restaurant was turning to stare at her. "That d...
"Max, I'm going for a coffee want me to bring you one?" Ed Martin, aka the bondsman, asked as he walked toward the door of our small office. "No thanks Ed," I replied. "The coffee from my Mr. Coffee is fine with me. I'm not really a big fan of designer coffee. Too many years of bad coffee." I replied. "Yeah, you haven't been out long enough to develop a ta...
This was fun! Thanks to PuckIt for spearheading this little dip of the toes into an old love of mine, SciFi. I suppose, in keeping with my usual practice, that Lieutenant Pixy Pfeiffer would be a many-times-removed granddaughter of Chad Pfeiffer and Ashley Gallo, if such things are important to you; she's certainly got the bewitching Ashley's bold eyes. I'...
*** I'd like to thank Jill for her contributions to this story!*** The early evening flight back from New York was smooth and uneventful. Niki drank her glass of juice at her window seat and was thankful that the flight was only a little over half full. Her flight to New York had been a nightmare. She had been stuck sitting next to this old man who wanted t...
A Cumwriter's Notebook Chapter 1: The Holidays Hello there, welcome to my research book. In these pages I include many of the interviews I have done with enchanting beauties, bewitching bitches and a few common ordinary girls. I write erotica and the way I find new stories or what reader's would like to read about is by interviewing hot ladies. I must have...
Copyright PennameWombat July 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...
Call me as soon as you get this. That was all I had written in the birthday card to my sister Misty. When she finally did call on the night of her eighteenth birthday, I could hear the curiosity in her voice long before she finally asked... "Okay, so why exactly was I supposed to call my big brother?" I smiled to myself, thankful that my college roomma...
Chapter 1. "Deeper, Matty, much deeper. I can take more. It's ok. You can do me deeper. Please, Matty, deeper." "Yes, baby, however you want it." I held her hips firmly, and pounded her good & proper. "Oh, my God. Yes, Matty, yes. Just like that. Please, please just don't stop." She laid her head on her pillow thus raising her bottom higher in the air. My...