This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these characters and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not r...
It took me a while, but I've finally discovered what's wrong with women. Men; no doubt about it, men are the problem. As I sit here in this bus stop shelter, smelling the leftover piss, from the derelicts that sleep here when no one is around, I can see all of my mistakes, and they're crystal clear in the rear view mirror of my mind. I've got about an hou...
Sandra Small got into bed next to her husband Richard. She heard him breathing soundly & decided against waking him. She was feeling horny again & needed relief. Not that Richard was of much help in that area. Sandra dropped a hand between her legs & started rolling her clit as she fantasized about a younger man with bigger muscles & endowments. It only took...
Chapter 27 – More of the Saturday Party. A Phone Call Alice pulled Heather with her as she went to Owen. Dave wondered if there was safety in numbers. He felt certain that Alice wanted to make love with Owen but knew she was worried about her own fortitude to resist his attraction to a deeper and dangerous relationship – dangerous to her marriage, in any ca...
Author Note: I've grown to like these characters, all of them, and I hope you do as well. As always, thank you for reading, and check out my author page for new and upcoming stories. ***** Music blasted his ears, and the scent of cigarette and cigar smoke assaulted his nostrils as he pushed through the ornate double doors. A random hip hop song with de...
*Author's note: Wife sharing can take several different forms. Swinging is one popular example but one in which the husband is also shared. Typically, it means the husband either doesn't participate at all or only to some point short of intercourse. The form of sharing that seems to get the most attention (but that does nothing for me) involves some form of...
Copyright PennameWombat July 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 ev...
Author's Note: So yeah, I'm still alive. Reports of my demise have been greatly under exaggerated. Me tripping off the curb and getting hit by an Alp driving a Smart Car? Really guys? Anyway I'm back, I'm on pills, yay. This chapters 20k+ words, longest I've written. Wanna throw a big special thank you out to Moongrim for his collaboration in the scenes wi...
What do you call a thousand lawyers at the bottom on the ocean? A good start. **** The funeral was beautiful, and almost everyone was smiling. The dead man's employers were smiling. They would never have to rely again on Mick Phelan's courtroom savvy, his encyclopedic knowledge of Chicago city politics, his ability to negotiate the twisted and labyrinthi...
This one is a little bit longer. I thought about breaking it up into chapters but I liked the continuity of a single submission. There isn't a lot of sex for its length. If that's what you're hunting for, then perhaps this one isn't the best story for you. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy it. A special thank you to thewinedarksea for his editing work. He found...