FAWC 2: "We Gotta Stop Mom!" (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery in...
Copyright PennameWombat June 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...
Chapter 1 It was a warm and sunny morning. In fact, Jennifer Reynolds thought, it was probably going to be a real scorcher. Jennifer did not look forward to the day's heat and humidity, as she was to graduate from junior college later that day. While upstate New York was generally cool and comfortable, today's forecast called for a temperature and humidity...
I awakened Sunday morning about 7 a.m. after sleeping for just under ten hours. Though I never drank alcohol or used drugs, my head felt like it was full of clothes dryer lint. And my body. Owww! I was still stiff and sore from the sexual workout Emily had put me through on Saturday at her place. Since I am eleven years younger than her and still swim twic...
Perhaps a few opening remarks. This is another one of those ideas that have been sort of roasting in the oven for a long time. If you decide to read it you'll see it is definitely a 'loving wives' story. I hope you enjoy it, and please feel free to leave a remark or two when you've finished. Your comments are always welcome. * Part One: Suspicion, Dis...
It took a few minutes before the letter sunk in and I realized that Sandra was gone. I could not believe, after last night she could just disappear, but as my mind came back into focus, I realized I didn't really know her. I didn't even know her last name or where she lived, or how old she was, or for that matter, if she was married. I only knew I loved her....
Chapter 1 Skirts What man hasn't at some time been stirred by just the sight of a skirt swirling around a pair of long, shapely legs? She me one and I'll show you a blind man! Let's be honest and admit it, a skirt, one that's neither too long, nor somewhat perversely, too ridiculously short, is one thing a woman with even reasonably good legs can wear an...
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Chapter 26 Dinner, and... Any further questions were interrupted just then by Shachee returning with our drinks. When she asked if we were ready to order Leila suggested we let her choose for us, and after a moment's hesitation I agreed, but...
Chapter 1 Elaine Simon sat on her porch on a warm Sunday afternoon, watching her two children play in a large, homemade sandbox. Little Jimmy, with the red hair like his father, was four and his brother, Todd, who looked more like her, was almost two. Both boys were rambunctious, with Jimmy being the type "A" personality of the two and always wanting to get...
*** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...