I awoke with a start from an erotic dream featuring a tanned gentleman feasting on my pussy. Seagulls were screaming and I sat partly up to verify my location. Right, It's Maui and the clothing optional Little Beach in Makena State Park. Glancing at the sun I realized that it was time to turn over and cook the other side. Before rolling over I surveyed my fr...
My father was a Brownman, a servant of the Outer Castle, as his mother had been - until she was promoted to a Greenman, and entered the Inner Castle. I never saw her again, though my father saw her from time to time. Only servants, the army and the aristocracy entered the Castle at all, the servants through the North Gate, and the aristos through the South...
Authors note: The story Fallen Poets and all its parts are fictious and do not reflect the thoughts and actions of the people involved. ***** Sated after her fun with Captain Lucy curled up on the bed. Next to her lay Jani his arm draped around her. Snuggling against him she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Ollie sat next to Marko in the bar both of them...
The sudden cold snap at the beginning of March caught everyone on the hop, even though the Met Office had been forecasting snow for a week and were very specific in the detail of their forecast just the night before the snow came. So I woke that morning to about two inches of very icy snow sitting on top of half an inch of solid ice from earlier rain falli...
Chapter 12 At 45, Rachel Staunton was a force of nature. Stepping off the train from Nice, she looked like she had just stepped out of a salon, instead of getting off of a five and a half hour train ride from the south of France. Her hair, worn tight against her head, was perfect, not a strand out of place, showing off her round face. Her makeup was impecca...
While driving north on Route One, we were stuck in bumper to bumper traffic around LA. The so-called expressway was slow and crowded with cars, trucks, motorcycles and buses. Horns were honking and exhaust was rising from cars that moved a few feet and then would not budge for five or so minutes. I thought about the people who drove this expressway everyday...
Debbie and I appreciate our next door neighbors. Ralph and his wife Gwen and their daughter Pamela are quiet and considerate and through the years we have come to trust them enough to exchange house keys should either of us get locked out accidentally or have to have them check on anything in our absence. Ralph is a short, thin and nearly bald gentleman an...
Lorna's Journals (Part Seven) I stood watching Ray's silver-haired head bob up and down on Rex's long, rigid tool. Ray moved quickly and with precision. Soon Rex began to thrust upward to meet his mouth to complete a perfect harmonious interplay between the pair. They worked together like a piece of well-oiled machinery. Lavern's fingertip swam in the moi...
These characters and this setting have been in my mind for a while, just begging to come out. It may be a series, or maybe just a hot one-time thing. We'll see. Also, please look for the attached picture/drawing I made for it. If it's not in the story text, it's in with my submitted pictures. Hope you like it as well. Enjoy. -------------------------------...
The carnival sprang up like an exotic weed overnight at the edge of town, while the good folks of Zachariah were sleeping. The tiers of its brightly hued tents crept up right between the rusty water tower and the long-abandoned grain silo of Banter's Farm. In the chill hours before dawn, up went the symmetrical mechanical glory of the Ferris wheel, the daunt...