Author's Note: I just want to thank everyone who has sent me feedback and all the great comments over my time away. I meant to do it sooner but to be honest, since the dam had broken on my writer's block, I have been working like a fiend, not only to get pages ready to submit but on new stories and hope nothing comes along to plug the hole of creative energ...
They agreed later that it was good that David checked his email so quickly after landing in Amsterdam, but it certainly didn't feel good at the time. "Oh, shit!" he said as the plane headed for the gate. "They cancelled the fucking cruise." Elsie, who somehow still looked resplendent even after ten hours at 35,000 feet, had been searching for a breath mint...
Dear Readers: This story is my latest fantasy fueled by recent events and is in no way intended to minimize or be disrespectful to those who are suffering a great loss. As always, thank you for your continued support and kind emails and comments ... you're the Best! YogaKay XOXO * Hurricane Harvey was expected to make landfall at six p.m. and Corpus Chri...
The next morning we continued our work and Jackson began to relay the second part to this latest story ... "Saturday morning Rose met Jennifer at the Tea Room at 10:00 as arranged. They had a cup of breakfast tea and a scone before heading east out of town. They stopped at an antique store, a produce stand, and found a nice little café for lunch. They chat...
Daniel slapped Andrea's now red ass as he pounded his hard cock into her wet cunt. She was on all fours on the bed. Her head was down on the pillow, and Daniel was kneeling between her legs behind her and fucking her from behind. He held both her wrists in his hands and pulled them back to drive his cock harder and faster into her. Andrea's ass slapped again...
Note- I do not know much of the islands of Antigua and Barbuda, except the devastation after Hurricane Irma. It's just an excuse to hang a story on. Neither do I suppose to know of Kate Middleton's personal life and views. It's all fiction. xxx London, January 2020. Like most American females, Meghan Markle will have grown up dreaming of being a Princess...
Every story has a beginning; this story, as the title suggests, is about the Newlin's, Mark and Marcie. But to tell it properly we need begin before they actually meet. We'll start with Mark, just prior to his Senior Prom and introduce Marcie as she enters college. We will continue alternating their sexual adventures this way until they meet, date, get marri...
Stalking through the thick jungle, hyperaware of my surroundings, with my twin Sith lightsabers in hand but not yet ignited--I did not wish those fiery red blades to give away my position--I moved in deadly silence towards the men I must kill. My companions were near me, but I ignored them. As an apprentice to the Dark Lord, I knew that the main focus of thi...
I'm not sure when it hit me; this was almost the same trip we'd started the year before? Then it occurred to me: when does one journey end, and the next begin? Then - as now - we'd spruced up the boat, loaded her up with fuel and provisions. Then - as now - we'd left midcoast Maine and sailed south for Massachusetts Bay, bound for the Cape Cod Canal. Then -...
This story is based upon real events in 1975. Jean pounded on the steering wheel of her old Rambler sedan, "Shit, shit, shit!" Her heart was pounding after skidding into a water-filled ditch. She tried hitting the gas, but the tires just spun. Torrential rain beat on the car and obscured her view of the desolate country road. A large tree branch slammed in...