First, I would like to thank "B. Smith." For editing the story and for your advice. I also want to thank the readers for your encouraging words. I will try my best to improve on the stories and writing. The story is based on real life experience. This is a story about a guy who found the perfect dominant woman that makes him truly happy. Story would be mor...
There are moments, in an otherwise unhappy life, when it all seems to go right. Perhaps the stars and planets align just so, or fate's roll comes up a double six, or it's just plain dumb luck, but it seems that at certain moments the world just arranges itself so that, for once, I win. The day I met Melissa was a day like that. She was absolutely stunning,...
Please say it! Baby, not now. Please, I need to hear it from you. I love you! Again! Say it again! Baby you know how much I love you. I married you for no other reason. And my dick? It isn't too...small? Uh...no honey, it's just fine! You still enjoy having sex with me? Oh yeah, you're a wonderful husband... But do you still want me...inside you fr...
Copyright PennameWombat May 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 eve...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...
Chapter 1 Band camp was filled to the brim again, and Ms. White was busy as a result. The sexy 25-year-old brunette had the chore of watching over 45 high school kids between the ages of 14-18, and watching one youth in particular. Serving as the supervisor of any misconduct that went on during the kids' stay in the scenic North Woods, Ms. White got repor...
I was seventeen, almost eighteen when Tollie moved into our small apartment above the carriage house. I didn't pay much attention when mom rented it to him. I was too busy trying to fit in with the other girls and adjusting to my new school after moving into the huge house we inherited from mom's grandfather, my great grandfather, who I only met a few times...
I felt like a school boy again, waiting for Taylor to call but it never happened. A week went by and still not a word from Taylor. I started to wipe away the secret hope I carried that she would call. Finally, when I thought it was just a fleeting mistake that she regretted my doorbell rang late on a Wednesday night. "Hi Steve!" Taylor smiled as I opened t...
All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blablabla... ---------- "Mister, mister... Mister, one birr!" "Mastika sir? You want gum sir?" "Stomach zero - me hungry!" "Shoe shine?" "Mister, give me one dollar!" "Soft?"...
Author's Note: This story is an original work of fiction. All characters appearing herein are at least eighteen, if not expressly stated. Future stories starring some or all of these characters might also be forthcoming based upon response and demand. Certain characters featured herein may also be found in other works by the authors. Feedback is desired and...