This story continues on from "Kit is auctioned as a slave", though is designed to work as a stand-alone story. ***** It had been 341 days since Kit became Mariya's slave. He had tried to please her on every single one. He had never been bad tempered, never refused an instruction and been totally sexually submissive throughout. There was literally nothing h...
Author's Note: Welcome back readers. This chapter closes the book, so to speak. When I started writing the series that became "The Only Constant is Change," my idea was that it would be a series of conversations between a dying man and his coming-of-age son. The stories the man would tell about his life would surprise his son, and along the way, the young...
This is my 11th and last Joanie story. I hope you have liked them. I'm even older now than I am portrayed in my stories, but the memories are clear as a bell. One does not forget these things easily, if ever. Thank you for having stuck with me and read the stories, if indeed you have. If this is your first Joanie story, you might want to read some of the oth...
Pulling into her driveway Josie McKellen could smell the steaks on the grill. She actually found herself making it home faster than she predicted. With her studhorse Roman Crandell coaching his boys after school today it gave her time to herself. On a regular routine she and Roman met after school three times a week down in his office. While yes she missed t...
An average looking man sat at the edge of the party. He had brown hair and hazel eyes, but nothing made him stand out. He wore a three-piece suit and just sat quietly at the edge of the activities, scanning his tablet. The party was a joint wedding rehearsal dinner/dance, with one couple being Gary Harris and Belinda Cummings. Gary was roughly six feet one,...
*** Sarkopheros Says: A new Brod! This is more in line with the older ones. No rose ceremony here—in this story, a couple of Brod's college friends come to his house with a job proposal. Cum inflation, hyper cocks and balls, cervical/womb penetration, interracial, an ffm threesome, stomach bulging, clothes ripping, that Brod stuff you love. It's a pret...
Note: This is the fourth chapter in what will probably be a fairly long series. If you haven't read Chapters 1-3, this section won't make any sense. Thanks for reading! Feedback is appreciated! Special thanks to LilTexasSexFiend for helping me clean it up. Day 3 June 14 Tulsa, OK You never know what your first thought will be on any given day. Like yest...
This is the concluding part of Love Never Dies. Apologies for the delay and thanks for your patience. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread but there are many more dying for a little love ~ Mother Teresa ~~~~~~~ NOW WE sat in Gaynor's lounge but not in the usual chairs in the bay window. This time, Gaynor was stretched out on th...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is part 2, see part in "Mel's Phone Call" in 'Exhib...
Susan was lying on a pile of filthy sheets in a creaky bed a some dingy room in an abandoned house in one of the grimier sections of town. This was her second experience at being kidnapped; the first had been at the hands of Shawn McClellan, a man she considered terrifying with his threatening scar and callous disregard of her apparent fear. He'd brought her...