With a low sigh, Charlie ran the back of his hand across his forehead, collecting the beads of sweat that the Brazillian heat had gifted to him before wiping his hand on his already quite sodden T-shirt, looking down at his open luggage on the rather meagre single bed with a serious lack of motivation. He should unpack, find his toiletries and find the sho...
This is a collection of abandoned ideas, short stories, and scenes. Some of them might get updated, reworked or continued, some not. I hope you'll enjoy them. DISCLAIMER: All characters in the stories are of legal age and above.What's next? Drawing Lessons The Resourceful Flight Attendant A Bank Heist Goes Wrong Mom is busy Careful Who You Present Your Girl...
Author's warning for more bad Portugese! *** 3 years later.... Anyone that passed would have thought they were a couple. They walked passed the shops on Market street arm and arm, laughing and smiling at a thousand inside jokes. As they walked the crisp fall leaves crunched under their feet as if to chorus their easy conversation. An eavesdropper would ha...
by Dan57 with characters from Jill York Chapter 02: First days in Brazil The tub was so large that it could have been a small swimming pool. Joan plunged into the water and started to lick Barbara's pussy underwater. When he rubbed the tip of his nose against Barbara's clit, she mightily climaxed several times in a row! Sometimes, instead of plunging deep...
Author's Notes: Sorry about the delay in releasing the second part, life got in the way. If I do another story, I'll probably have it completely written before I submit. I would like to thank people for the positive feedback. As for those, who sent negative feedback like, and I quote "what can I say its shit". Hah, I'm married that was the response I was ex...
Everyone is always talking about African women's bottoms, and what masterpieces they are. Well, as an Arab woman with a nice derriere, I secretly resent that. Women from my ethnicity are wonderfully curvaceous, and lag behind no one when it comes to gluteus maximus, but that's a closely guarded secret. We're forced to hide our tremendous assets from the male...
My wife, Carleen, and I had escaped the dreary Ohio winter for a short weekend in South Beach. I needed to be in South Florida for work the following week, so we decided to make the most of it by hitting the Art Deco district for the weekend. We both love the vibe of South Beach - the great restaurants and bars, the sunshine and of course the people watching...
(I do not own the cover picture) There are many errors humanity has made. But we always came back from it. At least, we thought we did. I never thought that we would be be this far up shit creek without a paddle. We were in the midst of a fucking zombie apocalypse, after the pschopathic anthromorph also known as the American President started World War Three...
The truck died after five hours of driving down the rutted dirt tracks and muddy river beds of the Colombian jungle. Chambers pushed the truck into the ditch at the side of the road and covered it with branches and foliage from the brush at the side of the road, and then Alma, April, May and Chambers started walking. "Any idea where the nearest town is," Ch...
Chapter One Rodrigo de Toledo brushed his eyes. He was lying in the small boat where he had jumped in the middle of the tempest that had broken the caravel's masts the night before. He shivered at the memory of the huge waves pushing the men into the ocean, while the ship inclined dangerously and the thick curtain of rain made it impossible to see two yards...