*Oghma here. Well here it is, Chapter 9. This little story's quickly becoming a novel, I can hardly believe it. I want to thank you all for sticking with the story all this time, and I genuinely hope to see you all return for the next chapter when it comes out. * **Disclaimer; Excessive sizes, unrealistic anatomy and fantastical elements ahead. All characte...
When I was eight years old, I got hit by a van. It was Christmas Eve and I was sledding on a hill by myself. I went a little too fast and I slid out onto the road. Then Bam! All I remember is waking up in the hospital. My head felt like it was on fire, it hurt really bad. I couldn't help but cry. I overheard my parents talking to the doctors when they thoug...
Chapter 1 Patti started out enjoying a day by the pool, sunning herself and enjoying a steamy romance novel. She arranged a banana for her snack, a glass of wine and sunblock on the table beside the patio lounge chair. Placing a large beach towel on the lounge for her to lie on, she was ready to relax in the sun. At thirty-five, she still had a good body...
Chapter 12: ... To Those Who Wait ***** I remember the exact moment I met Annika O'Neal. It was a Saturday evening, middle of winter in Melbourne and dark as midnight despite the early hour. She'd been wearing an old woollen cardigan (one that was several sizes too big and butt ugly) over high-waisted black tights and a cropped purple training bra. She...
~Chapter 2 ~Eliza Incredulity twisted Eliza's features as she heard the opportunity the old man known as Brock, spoke off. Maybe, she'd misheard him, because there was no way in the seven hells, she was going to do wat they were proposing alone. Even hardened adventurers and the crazies known as slayers didn't do what he was proposing by themselves. And, t...
"Are you okay, Momma? Jake Callahan, 22, found his forty-six-year-old pregnant mother sitting on her bed staring into the distance. Her sparkling grey eyes were red-rimmed and puffy from crying, her shoulders were slumped, and she was nervously twisting a Kleenex in her hands. Allison Callahan was lamenting her pregnancy. All she wanted to do was change he...
Hello, it's been a while since I published. I want to thank you for the many affirmations of stories like Getting to Know Aunt Lorraine, Kathryn the Perfect Secretary, and Jane the Registered Masseuse and Whore. To all those Anonymous commenters who think personal insults makes their ugly comments matter, how about you write a story? Some folks have said I...
A few weeks following the events described in Asian Downpour, Grace arranged her first gangbang. We'd been in regular contact over that period but had not been intimate. The arrangements were to meet at the Bentley Motel, at the corner of the Albany and Leach Highways this Saturday evening for a 9 pm kick-off. The location was very convenient for me since it...
Every few weeks I get together with a small group of ladies that my BFFs call my "kinky friends." There are six of us. Me, My mom Diane, Andrea, Janelle, Olive, and Colette. All six of us are dominants. All six of us like to play around, keeping our toy boxes well stocked with "toys" for our amusement. We always swap stories of whatever we've done lately and...
I was on my annual vacation and had taken a part time job as a census taker to raise funds to do some work on my car. Within a fortnight I'd encountered a wide assortment of characters - call them the good, the bad, the ugly and the nondescript - some of whom etched indelible signatures in my memory, including my working companions, two young ladies, Janice...