Dear readers, This is part 7 of a "Summer on the Road" Hope you enjoy this chapter. ****** The waves lapping at the sides of the kayaks were growing in size as Paul and Jane paddled around the headland and into the wider channel. The two kayaks were rocking in the swells coming in from the Pacific. Jane's anxiety was now turning into full blown fear. The...
Their first attempt to drive back to the capital was smooth, with very little traffic once they got out to the SCTEX road connecting the Central Luzon provinces of Pampanga and Zambales to the North Luzon Expressway. Cocoy was at the wheel and singing along to some of the new songs from Lintik Records' newest rock bands. Kidlat was watching him from the pa...
A few years after we last did business, I cross paths with Melissa Hofstadter in the greeting card isle of CVS Pharmacy in Lutherville, a suburb just north of Baltimore City. Melissa was a mess of contradictions. At least that's the way I saw her when she was on my probation caseload for possession of something or other. She was the bad girl who'd cuss up...
The story of Butch Oliver, a recently divorced retired Marine with a sexual appetite that was still a challenge to satisfy even at age 52, continues. *** With the same dedication Butch Oliver exhibited with everything he did, the retired Marine kept curling the barbell as sweat poured off his body. The fact that he had spent almost all night in bed with a...
Once again, I have to remind some readers this is fictional story and I thank those of you who gave me some good ideas on how to move it forward and keep it interesting. For those of you who don't enjoy this story, better read something else because things will change for Cindy. She had a taste of the more wild side of life and enjoyed it, so she will take m...
The dark shape that filled the far end of the only complete conference room on the pirate skyship oozed dread. Malevolence seemed to seep from every single pore of the shadowy form, and the darkness that filled the conference room, cast by harsh electric lights that were hung from the ceiling and walls by copper wires and cheap adhesive tape, was filled with...
It was here, Friday the 9th and it was the first visit of the senior disciplinarian in the new set up, Mr. Broadwood from Calder House, all had to be available from11.00 and no staff allowed on the stairs or corridor from 10.00. Everyone understands the need to have a Maintenance Day, most of the live in staff are dealt with by Mr. Brown. The ones dealt wi...
Disclaimers: This fictional vacuous stroker's fuckers are over 18 and shun condoms. Tags: fuckfest, bisexual, pregnancy. Incest is implied, not explicit. If you object, stop reading. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Read prior chapters first. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** Stanley Steamer 16: Anny & Megan Steami...
"I can't believe Dad woke us up so early to come shovel horse shit. What the fuck?" "I can't believe he called my Dad and asked him if I could come help. I was cozy in my warm bed dreaming hard about your sister. Now look at me. Pushing a wheel barrel of smelly shit out of a horse barn. My Dad just laughed and kicked me out of the house. Said it was good f...
As Debbie walked back through the hallway of whoring bedrooms he heard several fags letting out sissy squeals from behind closed doors. Being completely naked made him feel very vulnerable and he was happy he didn't run into anyone. Reaching his room he found his two suitcases waiting for him just like Joan said. After first taking a piss he decided to unpac...