My name is Pam Shamanski and I have been happily married for nearly twenty years to John. We met in college where I fell madly in love with him. We were married soon after graduation and we moved to a suburb of Dallas. John is tall, over six feet tall, dark haired and very handsome. He has a nice mustache which tickles when he goes down on me, which I love...
All my stories are done on the spur of the moment. I get an idea and write until I think that I can go no further. I would love to receive any comments, good or bad. Most of all thank you for taking the time to read my stories. I had been going to the same chip shop for years and years. Mostly for the very same thing. I loved everything about it. The best...
This is the second and final chapter of The Restoration. I owe a great debt of gratitude to Ravenna933, my editor, who was as helpful with this story as she has been since we started working together many stories ago. I also owe thanks to SpotintheSand for pointing out a plot hole which I'd missed in my first draft. I have greatly enjoyed and admired his wor...
Many thanks to my editor for helping me to be a better writer. ***** Two hundred thousand leaves. A mature maple tree has roughly that many, and in the part of the world where Marla lives, they all end up on the ground in October. She couldn't believe it when she read the number. "I've got over a million leaves in my yard!" she said. There was no one there...
Hello dear reader. This story grew. If you want a quick flogger, please try a shorter entry. It is set in Australia, and has 'arses' and Australian colloquialisms. There is some mild fetishism and some fairly vanilla sex. All of the characters are fictional, any resemblance to real persons is incidental. I reserve all the usual rights. Please enjoy and I'm h...
Part 3 of 3: Jimmy is a stoic man who hasn't taken many chances in his life. He enjoys partying and getting laid when he can, but things are about to change. His friends turn lost chances into one-night stands, a lucky coin puts him on the path to sudden wealth, the woman of his dreams seems to be within his grasp, and all he has to do is survive the wrath o...
Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: Marcel A novel by David Horton Copyright 2020 Chapter 1 It's Friday, January 2nd,1998 and the Claymore household is quite still after the panic of the New Years Eve party of Wednesday last. Guests at their home included Trudy and all her kids. It was not the ideal way to settle into a new home but all in all, it had g...
Note: This is NOT a new story. I have broken up the story previously published as "My Niece and I Go on Vacation" into two parts. This is the first part, prior to the vacation actually starting. * As I left my brother's place, pressed on the accelerator and headed back towards my own place, I pulled out my cell phone and called Tanya's number. She answered...
Chapter 1 Vaseline-Baby Fresh Scent. For jerking off, this stuff was like American Express to me. "DON'T LEAVE HOME WITHOUT IT!" I was sitting in front of my computer reading some adult stories on the web, and just as I opened the jar in front of me to start polishing up my knob, the phone rang. "Hello." "Hey Jeff, I need you to do me a favor this weekend...
Some of the ideas for this story, and certainly the inspiration, were adapted from a Japanese hentai cartoon, Express Train (there are, of course, quite a few bus and train versions of this theme in Japanese idol movies). I placed the story in the fetish section, as its primary theme is frotteurism. However, it does clearly shade into exhibitionism and voyeu...