There was supposed to be no one there. I mean, it's the fourth floor of the library. No one comes here. "Nnnnnnnng." I stood still, half-way pulling out a dusty book that looked like it was printed in 1914. "Ohhhhhhh." I grabbed the book from the shelf and went to sit down at an old wooden table. I was alone, at least I thought I was. "Nnnnnnnng"...
[This is my sequel to Bigtrain's excellent story "From Girlfriend to Sex Slave", picking up from the ending of my branch. You should probably read that story first. You can find it here: https://chyoa.com/story/From-Girlfriend-to-Sex-slave.6582] It was Friday, near quitting time at the office, and I couldn’t be happier. I’d been slacking pretty har...
Arlo and I sit on the trunk of his car in the planetarium parking lot. The clouds are so heavy I can't see the moon. He passes me the vape pen. "What do you think is up there?" I blow out a plume of vapor. "Is it the time of year for the Big Dipper or the Little Dipper?" Arlo takes the pen and tips his head to the sky. "You can see them both at the same t...
A short account of a recent train journey back from work to my home in south London. - It was a hot London evening and I was on my way back from town, finishing off some work on my laptop at the far end of a soon-to-depart train carriage. My attention was drawn by a young women rushing on to the service, clearly aware of its imminent departure. She hopped...
Jessica stared at him with a look bordering on horror. She pulled the sheets of Tom's bed up to cover her naked chest. "You're not gay?" she asked incredulously. Tom had tried to think of a plausible explanation for his erection. He treasured these evenings when his housemate would curl up beside him in bed, upset over a liaison or frustrated with her univ...
"Fuck, Dean, careful with that expensive camera gear. Put it in my room, while I check out the spa." "On it, Pearl," I replied. Pearl Campbell's a best-selling wildlife photographer specialising in wetland birds and waders, hence her luxury hotel booking overlooking the Norfolk Broads estuary marsh, awaiting birds migrating from summer feeding grounds in t...
Copyright PennameWombat January 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...
It was late afternoon, the shadows of the foliage just beginning to elongate. I had been dealing with a headache all day, so decided a stroll through the backyard garden would ease some of my stress. I focused my attention on a butterfly that had fluttered into my peripheral. Fascinated by its wonky carriage, I inched closer to realize a leg was missing. I f...
Darkness fills the night, as I wander alone. You're standing in your bedroom. I see you through the window. Wrapped in just a towel. I should look away, I should carry on walking. I can't, I am transfixed by you. The brush moves through your hair, slowly, deliberately. Watching yourself in the mirror. A smile forming on your lips, what thought move th...
*Follows on from "Tara's Party Fantasy" and "Tara's Party Exploration" * A few weeks passed where Tara couldn't get the thoughts of Lisa's body out of her head. The feeling of both her and Al being pressed against her and inside of her made her pussy instantly tingle and warm. The next party the friendship group had, she knew she had to have her way with Al...