Copyright PennameWombat June 2019 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 ev...
Right now, my sub Stefan Huffington is huffing and puffing because my other sub Bill Kent is fucking him in the ass. Stefan is a big and tall black man of Caribbean descent whom I've known for quite some time. He's totally bisexual, and likes all things kinky. I once let him lick my delicious and sweet pussy after sodomizing his ass with my strap-on dildo. B...
It was one of the biggest deals my firm had ever closed. We'd been working on this project for well over a year, putting in hundreds of hours on trying to get the largest consulting contract we'd ever had, one that would keep the ten consultants in my firm busy for almost three years. Even with all the other clients to deal with and, of course, trying to ru...
Lance woke up first. The feel, and then sight, of Dana's nude body curved around his was a most pleasant sight to wake up to. One of her knees nudged Lance's groin. Dana's knee made Lance's penis bounce. He looked and saw his penis was every bit as hard as it had been the previous night. And then the previous night, and day before that, came back to memo...
I'm thinking back to learning about human sexuality. In college, I was embarrassed to take the class all my friends were standing in line for. As a grown woman, I'm still learning about human sexuality and why is that? We are so educated in so many other ways - except about sex. We learn by experience more than anything else. Maybe life is an experiment....
"Things ought to be different," Charles Antoine said to himself as he walked out of the Best Cuts barber shop, located in the west end of Ottawa. There were five other people, all of them Africans, waiting for cuts when he got off the chair. There aren't that many black-owned barber shops in the west, especially in places like Nepean, Barrhaven or Kanata. Fo...
Emily and Heather had just finished their sophomore year at Hallelujah Christian College near Philadelphia. Desperate for summer employment, they searched the want ads, and pounded the streets diligently but futilely. This activity was not without its hazards. Although they didn't realize it, each had a tendency to stop traffic and turn heads. One "victim"...
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? - Merchant of Venice, Act 3, Scene 2 * Why did my life take the improbable turn that it did? I can tell you the answer to that: it was fancy. Begotten in the eyes, Shakespeare said. In my case, I'd say it was a different part of the anatomy. Her anatomy. Her -- I'm tryi...
"Crème Brûlée" All right, everyone, I hope you had your cooler break! That last chapter was indeed a scorcher wasn't it? Okay, let me get right on track with our hump day! Now...where did we left off? Oh right! We were at the Hanen place! Raymond felt groggy when he opened his eyes. He found a huge mess in the kitchen. All four women passed out naked on th...
To the readers. Well it looks like this must be said out loud and clear. This story is going to include bisexuality between both women and men. Now this has to be spoken because one reader objected to the male side of the bisexuality equation. His objection also sighted a statistic that clamed 95% of the population did not find stories, in his words, "going...