Zhair'lo awoke to the ash grey skies of a cold pre-dawn, only vaguely remembering his telepathic conversation with Talla. It was Zia, after all, whose bed he shared. Curled up behind her, he eyed her naked body over her shoulder, her slim breasts gently rising and falling with each breath. The faint smell of sweat from the mandatory exertions of the night b...
Part 11 - Big Jim and Elsa *** Author's Notes: I've been asked before why I don't do any ethnic or interracial. Well, here's my first attempt at such. A lot of the situations in here have been inspired by actual photo sets that I've seen across the internet. I'm sure I'll probably be burned in effigy for even trying this, but here it goes. Once again, if...
CHAPTER 1 After Dez and Iris used Leo for a while as their sex slave and they even pimped him out to anybody that wanted to fuck a muscular, handsome, blond white boy. Iris started dating Dez and they moved into Leo's apartment and sent him to theirs, making him pay the rent on both. Summer went and winter came. Some of Iris' friends were quite shocked t...
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain, and all the children are insane. —The End by The Doors ******** I woke to the murmur of voices. The devotees and pain aficionados were starting to filter back into the Caligula Grotto. Stopping abruptly in her tracks, a pretty and voluptuous young blonde with shapely legs—and rump to match—caught sight of Gloria and...
Bill eased his car forward until the tennis ball hanging from the length of twine touched the windshield, then he shoved the shifter into park and turned the engine of his Jeep Cherokee off. He punched the controller on the visor and the garage door slowly closed behind him, leaving the outside world behind. It was good to be home in his safe and sane refuge...
There is a special place in our local National Forest where I like to camp. I usually go up early on a Friday afternoon, park my truck at a friend's house, load my gear on the four-wheeler, and ride in. A couple of miles down the highway from my friend's house is a logging and forestry service road that is, for most of the year, passable with any kind of v...
Chapter 1 I was supposed to go to the CIA. No, not that one, the other one--the Culinary Institute of America, the foremost cooking school in the country. I had been cooking for years for free, and I felt sure that's what I wanted to do for money for the rest of my life. It would be my ticket into the world, and introduce me to all the amazing things out t...
Port George was never a town I would have chosen to visit. It sat a really rocky outcrop on the North Cornish side of the Bristol Channel and took the full force of the North Atlantic weather. The village, jutting out on ragged cliff edges, wasn't the most welcoming place to be even at the height of summer and you kind of got the feeling that the Gulf Strea...
Chapter 16: Who Says What Happens in Vegas... Sharon rolled to her left... or tried to roll; the heavy blanket kept her from moving very much. She smiled, enjoying the warm bed, and the full, heavy pillow. She settled back, reveling in that semi-lucid lucky time when you can control your dreams, if only for a moment. What was it that Lisa had called it......
Chapter 25 - Attack of the Puma I found Astral and Lauren talking to Floyd who was laughing. "Oh Josh there you are," Astral said as I came up to her. "We were just teaching Floyd here the 'Bahia Greeting' and we came up with a new twist. Here do me." I smiled at her and stepped up saying, "How positively ravishing you look tonight, Ms. De Soto," and as...