Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...
Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for everyone, and some people are always looking for mistakes. So, if you find any errors, please remember that they are there for a reason. > No burnt bitches. > No costly reconciliations. Many authors have done their take on a story where the wife just lets her hus...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, promotions, wrestlers, events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in y...
Jason I was sitting in my office working on some policies I was hoping to renew, when I got a call from an old friend I had not heard from in quite some time. Well, at least not since he became rich and famous. No, he is not a movie star or anything, he is a personal injury lawyer. He advertises all the time on TV. He has become quite successful, and gets...
Neema pushed her bronze blond forearm into the high waha grass to forge an opening into the wall of green stalks, ten feet tall, that ended in fluffy, yellow, elongated crowns. Shaking the crowns sent a light dusting of yellow pollen down. The little drizzle of dust filled her matted hair that was weaved into a wild braid. The sweat on her face and arms eage...
The Wedding (Patti Cake part 3) Chapter 9 – Coerced, Consumed and Consummated... After wrestling my Uncle John out of his suit and laying him out on his back, I knew his passed-out routine was all a farce as he looked to me winking with a smile before going back into his pretend-coma... Faking it in front of Patti and no doubt doing so in the want of stay...
(Intro) My hopes with this added -and final chapter to this story is to create a bridge into the sequel currently being written... Again... I write long and slow because I choose to and if this is NOT your cuppa'... then I suggest you move on and find a quick wank elsewhere... Again – again... All Negative "Anonymous" comments will be removed post haste...
"Slump Buster" or A Matter of Faith It was a seasonable late March afternoon in Louisville; the U of L Cardinals had just returned in our chartered Convair 880 to Standiford Field from a crushing, 0-and-7 road trip to Texas, dropping a three-game series with Houston and single games to Lamar and Rice, and even a pair to Division II patsies Prairie View an...
The planet is drifting in weightless eternity. Its oxygen rich environment is nearly earth like in every aspect. Even its appearance is a green jewel in a colorless black void. It offers a breathtaking view unlike anything in a thousand light years. Despite this, the world is so mundane that it's currently neither colonized nor catalogued. But for the people...