What a crap night out, all the girls are pulling and getting obsessed by Daisy's little encounter the week before where she almost got herself knocked up getting nailed down an alleyway against a wall. So now I'm sitting in a cab home while Rachel is getting fucked against the same wall (yes I checked). Daisy is looking for a repeat and no-one knows where Em...
I thought I would share another experience of my 'unfaithful' wife behaviour. This one relates to a fun time that I had with Tracey my best friend and a bouncer from a local bar. We had been going to this local bar for a few weeks, with other friends and couples. On one of the girly nights out at the pub, one of the bouncers on the door got quite chatty w...
Jun 5, 2009 Heavy Metal Thunder Solo Adventures #3 Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on May 2009. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Warning! Some sto...
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars and this is meant to be a parody. It is in no way an accurate depiction of the Star Wars Universe. Enjoy. All characters are over 18. ***** Jilijoo unzipped the human smuggler's trousers and leaned in for a whorish, dissolute kiss. He returned the favor and stroked one of her head tails as he helped her pull down his pants...
The helicopter roared as it moved nimbly through the air. Mason looked down on the scenery below. Brush and weeds already overran the old fields, but the forests had not changed. Tall pines swayed gently as the chopper rushed over them. Beside him, Eli scribbled in a small notebook, struggling to write in the hectic wind of their journey. His voice crackled...
Carrie turned into the alleyway. She was always really bad when it came to guys, she didn't really like them much, and she had begun to have dirty thoughts about women. It was a Friday evening, as she walked back to her apartment from university, that she noticed the sexy women waiting. Her name was Katy, and she wore a short black frilly top, with very sh...
Gene watched the woman as she skipped down the street. Despite the 105 degree afternoon, she looked as carefree as a child. Her lovely golden hair danced prettily as she moved, swishing back and forth with each quick step. Though he could see that her skin was as fair as a summer's day – clear and flawless – her face was hidden by the pink parasol that she t...
We had not long left the palazzo, Maria and I, walking through the dark alleyways. Venice at night is always disorienting; there is no horizon, and there are no landmarks to be seen in the half-light. At Carnival, no one took a second look at the hooded figure following close behind me. She seemed to have realised that heeling me closely, the chain leash was...
A cold breeze found its way through her threadbare shawl, causing the young woman to pull it closer about her shoulders. It reminded her of the chill she'd felt that morning when she had picked up the dirty newspaper the gentleman had dropped on the filthy east-London street. "Another Murder in White Chapel!" the title had screamed, immediately catching her...
"What on earth are you doing, man?" the naked gentleman sitting up in the hospital trolley asks, speaking like a toff. "Blimey, mate, you surprised me good'n'proper!" The green-smocked orderly looks startled, one hand on his heart, the other hand he has just snatched from the breast of the naked woman laid under a sheet on another trolley. His tunic is emb...