Dropping my drawers in the car as I pulled away from the parking lot, I tried to make the situation look as innocent as possible: sorry, officer, I hadn't noticed my underwear nestling around my ankles like that. I mean, Nicholas R. Blank was not the kind of guy who jerked off in cars, or spent the hours he was supposed to be looking for a job in the library...
The one-eyed prophet Changoparati, mutely miming his prognostications of doom to the blind, while in pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh and pondering the imponderable aspects of the face of God, who, he thinks he might of seen one day out of the corner of his eye, crossing the street with a aardvark on a leash. I'm simply wasting time while being tempora...
Edward's new girlfriend was a total slut. This surprised him, as they'd met in church. Pew 32 of Lord of Mercy Megachurch, to be exact. They'd courted throughout Bible study and Bingo nights. Glances, giggles, holding hands. Feeling the Lord's presence when they looked at each other. You know, the exact things good Christian young men and women should do whe...
It wasn't very often that Bella came over, so when she showed up on my doorstep I was quite shocked. She was a sweet and naive college junior that I occasionally called over for some carnal fun. Tonight, however, she didn't seem in the mood for sex. Her mascara ran in black rivulets down her cherub face, and her eyes were red and teary from much crying. Sh...
"When the government's boot is on your throat, whether it is a left boot or a right, is of no consequence." ― Gary Lloyd "Handjobs! What supremely beautiful fuck invented these release valves on hellish servitude?!" Mike Oxhard silently pondered, as the six-foot tall, charcoal cherub pounded the middle of his swollen staff, while the Asian exotic dancer pa...
This is meant to be my own idea of humorous fiction. All beings involved are at least 18 years of age. No villagers were hurt in the making of this story. I apologize right now to anyone who finds blasphemous my attempts at humanizing the deity. I hope you enjoy this tale. All comments are welcome, and votes are appreciated. Thanks for reading me. ***** Cu...
* Continuation of 'Kitty and Mr Rabbit 1, part 1' * Kitty's heart was beating faster and faster as she watched the girl at the counter collecting her drink and turn toward them. She hissed at Edward under her breath, "What do you mean interview? What's she interviewing for!?" He ignored her brazenly and simply pressed the button on her remote a few times....
This story is a stand alone tale loosely based on a real event that happened to me in school. The epilogue ties into my "Son of a witch" series but you don't need to have read it to get this story, although it does add the potential for a sequel. If you like it please consider rating or leaving a comment. I always appreciate constructive feedback so I can im...
Kitty stepped out of the taxi and looked up at the ancient building before her, standing disheveled but proud in an empty lot of dry earth and dead shrubs. Three stories high, the redbrick building had a flat roof, and white bars over the slim windows. The ground-floor appeared to let in no natural light at all. It was instead constructed of a solid granite...
Luciel followed the sweet voice beckoning her, her boots clicking on the dull green floor of the corridor. She'd awakened to the soft whisper calling her name. It sounded like her Dominatio, but she wasn't sure. The cherub had only appeared to her three times in her life; the first time, when her parents had died, then again, to give her the divine sword she...