**This is the second part of the story. Your feedback will keep this story alive and keep me posting chapters.** Chapter 1 As the Boeing 747 made its final descent into the Los Angeles International Airport I felt my stomach begin a dance around my ass. I clutched my notebook for all it was worth, like my thoughts on the paper would protect me from what wa...
Sorry that it's taken so long. I'm so ashamed! Forgive me. I've been working on my MK stories and this sat on the back burner. This is the last chapter of Navarro. There will be others in the future. Keep an eye out for Tales of the Den and California Love. Once again, sorry this took so long. mac "Just show me Cara," Cord said. "No. It's awful." "...
Dr. Ellen Hull PhD sat in her office reviewing her schedule and enjoying the fluffy bulge between her legs. Wearing John's bikini underwear energized her lubricious imagination and allowed her to spend without worrying about wetting through her outer clothes. That asexual bulge, pressing and chafing her stiff clitoris, along with molding her spongy panty mat...
Chapter 1: Friends in low places. Black cars began showing up at the mansion just past eleven o'clock Saturday night. The first one to buzz and be let in deposited on the front steps a woman of distinguished class. She was Italian, tall and dark haired with the seductively feminine form that looked fit enough to grace the glossy pages of Vogue, or at the ve...
The fires burned out by the time Dayo escaped the bushes. He stared at his camp, his home, reduced to ashes and blood. He walked across the desert sands to what remained of him and his master's tent. He had shared that tent with his master all of his adult life, serving Master Lewak's every need as his only servant. They had travelled leagues together with t...
Kylara stood dancing in her corner of the ring, her long, emerald green hair spiraling around her shoulders, and the red pupils in the center of her golden eyes tainted with fury. She let out a screech and clawed at the air in front of her as sweat dripped from her forehead and ran over her orange, scaly skin. She was always one of the favorites in any tour...
The night air was warm on Celeste as she lay atop her sleeping bag and stared into the star-filled sky. Space, the source of inspirational fuel to so many, appeared only bleak before her green eyes. The seemingly endless mystery of twinkling stars fueled only maddeningly irritating questions in her mind. Would we ever know if we were alone in the universe? O...
PART ONE: In an alternate universe, Nate's charges weren't dropped. His lawyer advised him to stop fighting and take the plea. In that alternate universe, Nate reported to prison to serve out his two-year term (carefully negotiated, the sentence was much lower than it could have been and his taking it avoided the risk of a jury proving him guilty and send...
I had gotten desperate, I guess that's really the only reasoning I have for what happened. I was desperate for my wife and I to rekindle our relationship, desperate for some excitement in the bedroom, desperate to make her happy again, to truly pleasure her again. Like I said, that's the only reasoning I have. It all started while we ate another boring dinne...
"I knew you were a faggot", Megan said as I moved to my hands and knees. "I knew you would suck a guy's dick. I knew you would let a guy fuck you in the ass." I had been watching her as she peeled off I had her clothing. Her pussy, by itself, was still lovely. It was perfectly colored, perfectly layered, and small. She was creamier than any girl I had ever...