My older maid servant opens up to me on her birthday -- Tarek I didn't know why my chunky maid servant Rashida was sad. My chubby, friendly, buxom housemaid wasn't smiling as she usually did. She was doing her chores, mopping the floor in the living room, but her eyes were downcast, and she seemed distracted. There was a look of melancholy on her. All...
A deep and heartfelt thank you to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my latest foray into the world of storytelling and milking a tale of espionage and unrequited love out of my word salad, you guys truly are my rock. Cormac and Mrs. Vee are two recurring background characters that are often featured in my stories, but this is my first attempt to flesh...
Kanchan's Protector All characters indulging in sexual activities in this story are above the age of 18. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to people living or deceased is just coincidence. To all of you who have appreciated my earlier stories, I wish to express my sincere gratitude for your votes, comments and feedback. Prologue:...
* * * * * Chapter 1 After all these years, I can finally look back on 1968 and 1969 with nostalgia. It was a time that changed my life forever. I was just out of the Army, confused and lonely, hitchhiking my way across the country. (Those were the days when hitchhiking wasn't suicide, when someone would still pick you up just to be a good neighbor.) I was...
Copyright PennameWombat January 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 actu...
*Disclaimer: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Candy Broussard used her long fiberglass cane as she tapped down the trail. "Paul wants you; he's down by the pond," Cindy had said. Paul, Cindy and Pam had used the old bobcat to dig out the earth, then Paul used the rocks they ferreted out of the moun...
Hello, I'm back and writing again. Like mad. Like stories upon stories and god I hope this streak lasts. Anyhow I have met some wonderful gals who've agreed to help me (I swear their angels cause only they would agree to put themselves through my torturous errors. Please give a warm welcome to LakiettaWolf (she's fucking awesome) who helped beta and edit thi...
Just a story told from multiple vantage points. No burnt bitches. Well, not burnt by another character. Karma on the other hand... No costly reconciliations. Like most (maybe even all) of my stories, the ultimate goal is happiness for our hero, the male protagonist, whatever that may entail. I debated about whether to put this in Romance or Loving Wi...
This is the last part. Yes it's a novel. I hope you're hanging in there. ***** Chapitre Quinze. Jack's story continues. My mind transitions back to the present, where we first started our journey. So here I sit in my living room deep in thought and reliving the past. I pick up and examine 'that' erotic horrific picture once more; the one of us three sta...
Author's Note - This is a complete novella in six chapters. It's based on a true story I heard years ago from the young man involved. I have placed it in a more contemporary setting. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thanks. ***** Chapter One It's one of those lazy summer days in the Hamptons, one of those mornings-after-an-F.-S...