This story uses the characters from my other story, Harem Genie. Although, it isn't 1st person and has a different art style. This story is also NOT canon to Harem Genie. Think of it as an alternative universe. Da Rules: Each player rolls two dice and moves that amount of spaces. First person to get to the end wins and choose what everyone ends up as. Each c...
Those preferring sexy stories should read my more action oriented stories: Nothing More Gratifying or Prize money - those who enjoy reading about sexy ways to have fun with your partner, read on. * * * * * Most people are familiar with the game, common at super bowl parties, where there is a 10x10 grid and people sign up for particular blocks. Then, depe...
This story is part of an ongoing series. 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...
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...
Chapter One: Jaivon Johnson As I crossed the square from the Casimir Inn, on the south side of Pulaski Square, to the General's Café on the north side, I shuddered as the big brute of a landscaper, Caleb, rose up from a flowerbed and glowered at me. He too? Would he too make me bend to his will as if by right?—not that I deserved better. But then I saw that...
The following Friday we were planning on going to a square dance festival at Wallowa Lake, Oregon with Jim and Joan. We'd be camping at Wallowa Lake State Park so Monday evening Michelle and I started getting our camping equipment ready to go. We were all going in their Toyota Sienna minivan so we'd have room for the camping equipment, clean clothes and squa...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - This is an entry in a 750-word story contest and written for humour. It contains male homosexual activity. All characters are aged 18 and over, with similarity to real persons living or dead coincidental & unintentional. *** Once upon a time there was a young man named Terry. He was 18 and a square who spent his evenings at hom...
The Peckerwood takes his customary seat across from the three Don's in the Boschertown Tavern. The bar is U shaped; the TV is elevated and positioned at the right leg of the U. The three Don's like to set where they can see the TV, the door and the bar maid fetching beer from the cooler. They await the peckerwood from across the street. He always orders Coor...
Chapter 7: Amelia Jane's night under the stars At first all was quiet in the market place. Darkness had fallen, and shadows and gloom crept around me. I could hear furtive rustling noises, as of tiny creatures. The night sky was clearing, and I looked up to observe the moon. It seemed strangely smaller than normal. I gave this circumstance no great amoun...
175 AD, Roman Empire They came early morning. Nobody expected a raid. Aelia was a slave woman in her early thirties working for a family of patricians in a small border town of the Pontus province in the Eastern Roman Empire. Like other slaves she started her day before anybody else in her household doing menial tasks. This morning she was retrieving the c...