And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald. Samuel Taylor Coleridge The stench of **** clings to every fabric, fills every room and burns your lungs. Even inside your chamber at the Three Bone Inn, in the light of Leviathan Oil candles and perfumed by incense made from the Ga...
Streaks of pulsing laser-lights gyrate around the beautiful girls and handsome guys as they dance to the bone rattling beats of liquid metal rock that thud from giant speakers. The Waikiki Beach Club is like a lover's wet dream. Polynesian waitresses in skimpy hip-hugging sarongs serve fancy drinks, while guys make plays for suntanned girls dressed to arouse...
"Conrad, have you seen or heard from the Doc lately?" "Not in a couple of days. The last I heard; he was out at the Colony. One of the rich and famous probably got a hangnail or something." "Come on. You know he doesn't cater to the rich and famous. We're damn lucky to have him. Any man who gives up on the world and dedicates himself to helping isolated...
III -- Sea of Faces "A little late, aren't we buddy," Ryan asked his son from underneath the hood of his vintage midnight-black Challenger, without looking up. He adjusted the position of the lamp and leaned over the engine, trying to shine the light in one of those hard-to-reach places. "No wheels, dad. Besides, I had more tutoring to do." Luke sounded...
I urged Eunice to drive faster as she navigated her SUV through the parking area. Kasper said he had invited someone especially for me. The occasion was the Mullin's June, birthday BBQ. Five birthdays were being celebrated including Kasper's whose birth started the annual festival. The event had become an institution attended by family and an ever-widening c...
After a few miles you can get off the rough paving stones, then hit the ones worn down by centuries, then as you get nearer the coast you hit the asphalt and can open the throttle. At first a lot of gravel kicks up, but as you speed uphill the wind comes in off the ocean at an angle and you head straight into it, good clean air. I could move the Vespa up to...
I woke up to the feel of my wife's hand on my ass. I was lying on my side, facing my nightstand, my buckwheat hull-filled pillow under my belly. It was early. A little light was seeping in through the curtains, but it was still mostly dark. The room had a dim, somber feel to it and the house was silent. As I rolled over in her direction her hand slid up,...
This is my first story to this site. Please enjoy and do let me know what you think about it and if there are any suggestions. This will be a part of series, I have written the initial part, but the subsequent ones, I will post as I write. *** There she was again, standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself, adoring her beauty. She really did love...
Hello readers, this is a continuation of the earlier part 'Indian Wife & the Sea of Lust Ch.01'. This part contains the sexual part of the story, so please read the earlier part to get a better idea and the gist of the story. Rakesh was rubbing her bare back giving her goosebumps all over her body. Sheetal whispered in his ear," I love you too". It gave Rak...
In loving memory of Sharon * ~ A Flaming Rose ~ He heard it hit the floor, the tiny set screw that slipped from his fingers. It ricocheted off his shirt and jeans on its bumpy course, but gave no hint as to its final resting place. Jon cursed to himself, slowly backing away from his workbench, hoping against all odds the screw would be right at his feet....