"Julie!" called out Martina, struggling to lean up and look at her phone. The Latina was propped up against the wall, her gigantic near-yard-diameter belly engulfing most of her legs. The phone was sitting atop her stomach. A brunette with long legs squealed and came over to me. I put my hands on the wide ass in front of me as Julie bent over the bench-isl...
Showdown at the Beach Bosom buddies Ally and Jennifer are devastated when they learn from two skanks that their husbands are fucking where they should not be. Everything comes to a head in this final chapter. Note to Anonymous comments: Please comment on the story without commenting on politics or politicians because your post will be deleted. Rodryder44...
Gail King, a natural blonde with a figure sculptured perhaps by the sculptor's gardener employed to shape shrubs rather than by the sculptor himself was deposited on rickety jetty on Kismet Island where there was a small roof on four poles for shelter. "Don't worry love," said the deckhand with an unusually soft Aussie accent as she steered the inflatable...
Day Four: The Second Island We were up a little early so we could get ready and right out to breakfast. The food was great and I was hungry. Back at our cabin, we got our things together for our excursion. That was the day for swimming with the turtles, playing on the beach, and of course rum punch. On the islands, rum was cheap and such an easy quick way t...
So it's been a long day and I'm exhausted. On today's patrol we only had two IEDs detonate on us, but thank God our technology defeated those attempts. No one was injured this time and we actually killed a couple of those bastards. I never thought I'd be so indifferent to killing until they started trying to kill me daily. The thoughts of everyone back home...
Chapter 6: Gossip and Gains Inside the cavern, the foamy surf splashed high over the rock, sending a spectacular spray of water into the air and over the two men bringing their narrow motorboat to dock. Dressed in a thick parka against the surprising chill on that part of the island, Royce squinted his eyes against the fine briny shower. The islander, on...
Jess Tracy sat at her desk, her face a mask of gritty concern. Around her were four of her five daughters. Harriet sat on the rectangular bench seat in the middle of the room. Next to her sat Joanne. Joanne's twin sister, Virginia had just entered the room and sat to one side in a large leather armchair, while Glenda stood imposingly next to Virginia with he...
Strange Encounters Charly closed the heavy wooden door behind her and stood in total darkness. She stood at the top of steps that had been cut into the hard rock, and what led to a secret place beneath the lighthouse. It was this place, the existence of it, and the history of why it came to be that would never allow for the sale of Lighthouse #1. The world...
The Pig's Ass porter's taste is bitter. Violent convulsions drive through my tongue and down my throat with the warm creamy brown flood. The Porter, causes reflection of a meal at a Tarbert's guest house years before . We were there eating the local offering of steak pie. It cried for a drink that matched it. The only brew offered came from the local pub. Th...
I hate these disclaimers, but if you haven't read Katie's Man, some of this story may not make much sense to you. The response to the first part has been very gratifying. Thank you and happy New Year to all. * As Kit drove home from his Tuesday classes, he pondered the possibility that he would never be able to understand or hold on to the women in his lif...