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Autofellatio

by TessMackenzie on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Megan was still in bed when the doorbell rang. It was Saturday morning, and she liked to sleep in, because she didn't really have anything to get up for, anyway. The doorbell rung again, and she ignored it. She stayed where she was, hoping whoever was at the door would go away. The bell rung a third time, and now there was knocking. After a moment her phon...

Autofellatio Lifestyle Pt. 01

by Gonzomonger on Oct 15, 2017
Fetish

I wasn't exactly an extrovert when I was younger. I was always the guy who just fantasized about banging hot girls rather than chatting them up and actually doing it. My hobby was stroking my cock with a furious vengeance on a near daily basis. Usually I did this to a myriad of discarded porn magazines the nearby 7-11 threw out every month. I'm always look...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 13

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

AUTHOR'S NOTE-To my loyal readers, I apologize for not posting a story for 3 months. I've been busy and...ah, you don't want to hear the sordid details of my horrible life, you want to know when I'll be posting again! I'll be submitting the conclusion to this chapter in the next few days (I promise) and then another full chapter very soon. Thank you for your...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 09

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

As the school year wound down, I got sick and tired of hearing the questions. Well, THE question-namely, "Did you really fuck Bridget Landau?" Bridget was untouchable, unattainable, and the idea that a relative non-entity like myself had fucked her brains out had my classmates questioning the sanity of the Universe. Mere mortals don't couple with goddesses....

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 16

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, I'm back. And I promise you won't have to wait four years for Chapter 17. * The day after the general insanity at Elaine's house I actually had to go to school the next day. And then pretend I was an ordinary high school kid with ordinary high school problems. That, I hasten to say, was not the case. I was going to the prom with Bridget...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 15

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

What, exactly, does one wear to an orgy? The obvious answer-nothing but a smile-doesn't work if you have to drive to the event or otherwise be seen in public. And Victoria's Secret wouldn't be in business if it wasn't more erotic to drape the body in soft and flowing garments that can be patiently and easily removed from their panting owner. But what you w...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 14

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

We all go through moments of great duress, and when those portentous moments arrive we'd like to think that we'd handle ourselves with calm, poise, aplomb. There have been trying times in my life when I've been cool as the proverbial cucumber, and I'd like to think that more often than not, when the chips are on the line, I can take whatever life dishes out....

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 11

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

When a man wants to seduce a woman he must use different tactics dictated by the situation and by the woman. Sometimes soft lights and champagne is the key that unlocks that particular door. A fierce, stolen kiss might be the act that finally breaks down her resistance. Maybe all it takes is putting the toilet seat down. There's no hard and fast rule. But h...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 10

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

When I saw Bridget at school the day after she and Elaine got, um, acquainted, there was a palpable tension between us. We'd reached an understanding-she agreed to stop demanding that I pleasure her with my outsized equipment, and I admitted that the reason I was resisting her charms so resolutely was that I wanted to win her respect more than her body. So y...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 07

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

After all that happened Saturday night, a visit to Elaine was decidedly in order. She had, after all, been the instigator of all the mayhem that occurred after my folks walked in and found me as the filling in a mother-daughter sandwich. I wanted to both thank her and scream at her for all she put me through. But when she opened the door and I saw that sweet...