A tongue flicked at the slickened lips of Tholena's vagina, working its way in small circles slowly and lovingly around the puffy flesh, up to the engorged nub. The ecstasy mage groaned and writhed as she gently caressed the chestnut-haired head between her thighs. "Like that, yes," she whispered with throaty voice. "Vibrate your tongue." Her lover complie...
"Sometimes, I get tired of playing the Bull," Caleb Tully said in that deep, sonorous voice of his as he sat in the office of Dr. Alexandra Moreau in downtown Toronto, Ontario. Pacing back and forth as is his custom in times of excitement or distress, Caleb finally paused, and fixed his almond-shaped brown eyes on the psychiatrist who sat behind the desk, he...
Ch. 5 Going Home By Woodmanone copyright October/2011 The continuing adventures of Rollie Chambers. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are welcome and I appreciate you taking the time to make them. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my work. Please enjoy the story. ******************** Rollie Chambers waved at his friend Jacob T...
Woodmanone copyright March/2012 There are no descriptive sexual scenes in this story. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are appreciated. ******************** It was obvious when they entered my office that they had problems and were in trouble. It's not that I'm so sensitive and astute and aware of people's feelings, it's that people don't c...
Chapter 2 - The Woods Vidon awoke the next day in his tent, which he shared with several other soldiers. Between the early morning wake up call for soldiers and Lady Arya, Vidon knew he wasn't going to be getting much sleep. Vidon got out of bed and did as every other sole present did, got changed into their armour and head off to quickly grab some breakfa...
**Spoiler alert: contains spoilers through Season 8, Episode 4 of Game of Thrones. The feast was well underway at Winterfell. The Dornish wine was flowing freely. The living had defeated the dead once and for all. Arya Stark, the heroine of the battle, was off practicing archery. Daenerys Targaryen was standing alone, looking queenly. Jon Snow (aka Aegon Ta...
Most people thought of Ma and Pa Tully as "White Trash." They weren't really. They are "Swamp People" living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, living in a three room ramshackle house near "Forked Lake," South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma wa...
CHAPTER 1 Half an hour before dawn the unmelodic noise of raucous Kookaburras awoke Greta and she used a corner of a sheet to dab the light patches of perspiration between her breasts and under her chin before she dropped back to sleep in the cloying warmth of subtropical paradise. Paradise? The fading blonde ground out a hollow laugh before sleep retook...
READERS: I am so sorry for the delay in getting this out! I was sorta lost and even forcing to write was traumatic. Ok, I'm exaggerating. lol Thanks for hanging with me. I've made this chapter a little juicy, but don't get used to it. I just had some making up to do. Thanks to JonB1965 for his editing expertise! We last left off with Hamish and Gayle havin...
Chapter 3: The Ecstasy Mage The stranger chuckled. "Why yes, I DO find it amusing that everyone here would run screaming for their lives if they knew the truth about even one of us. Hart here hides behind an illusion, you, Tholena, behind your unassuming appearance, and I, well..." Tholena grimaced. "And you are hidden by a horror beyond imagining. If the...