The Clam, the Half-Clam and the Candle-Snuffer ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2001/October 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to...
I apologize for the long delay between chapters. There are now thirteen additional chapters completed that will be submitted approximately a week or so apart. ***** Monday morning, October 2, 2028 I casually commented, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Hon, you got a box in the mail last Friday. From Jonah." That piqued her interest, cocking her head, "Wh...
I've always had this thing for older woman. I'm 25, banged my share of MILF and more than a few GILFs, grannies in their 60s. Something about their enthusiasm and experience more than offsets the wrinkles and sags of their bodies, especially bodies they work to keep in shape. Maddie was one I'd had my eye on for awhile, she works at the Laundromat I go to....
Script Description: He's been paying a hooker to dominate him in seedy hotel rooms for weeks now, but tonight, she wants to punish him in his own home. He give her his address, and she's shocked to find out he lives in a fucking mansion! At first, it's business as usual as she bends him over her knee and spanks him before tying him to the bed, but things so...
"Do you think this is a good idea? We have been going to our usual place for so long that it seems almost as if we are abandoning old friends." "But, Ava, we all decided during our last meeting that we wanted to try something new and Kayla suggested this place. She said that their food was really good and it was a place that catered to mostly women so we co...
(Writers note; Thanks to the positive feedback I received from the initial installment, I've been persuaded to continue the epoch journeys of Bob and his symbiotic soul mate. At risk of redundancy, so abundant in sequels, Bob is about to embark on a cosmic journey into the depths of reality in search of fulfillment (or whatever else makes itself available)....
Mustrum Ridcully, longest serving Archchancellor in Unseen University's thousand year history, looked down at the small pile of documents on his desk. He shook his head. His world was trembling, he thought, but whether because its foundations were about to collapse or because it was poised to shoot forward into the future remained to be seen. He looked up at...
It has been about a year since my husband, Art, passed away. Often, I think of his generous nature that brought much happiness in to my life and my friend Rose's life. Specifically, he encouraged us to share our lives with younger men. I dare say that few men are as magnanimous as Art. I'm Myrna, 53 years old, 5 ft 10 in, 130 lb, blue eyes, and brown hair;...
The first time I ran into my cousin Sammy Charles, I didn't recognize her. I was visiting my family members in Orleans, Ontario, but I lived in the town of Nepean at the time. The slim, dark-skinned young Black woman with the braids came to the door and gazed at me curiously. I stood there, big and tall and Black. The name is Thomas Jean. My friends and fami...
"Alan? Alan Palmer?" I was miles away daydreaming over a cup of coffee in the hotel lounge, I guess. I had just closed my laptop and was thinking about my wife of twelve years, the mother of my three children, the images of her in her lover's usual room, early afternoon on a Wednesday. She was currently sucking her lover's dick, trying to get him up for one...