When the weather is hot and sticky,That's no time for dunkin dickey. When the frost is on the pumpkin, That's the time for dickey dunkin. I have no idea who the originator of this limerick is. I do know that my Grandmother taught it to me around the time I was able to fully appreciate my first dirty joke. As I think back, she loved dirty jokes and could la...
Meine Frau und ich hatten eine Zugbegleiterin vergewaltigt. Mehr dazu unter: "Meine Frau und ich" Als meine Frau beschlossen hatte, der kleinen Zugbegleiterin einen weiteren "Besuch" abzustatten, gingen wir zur Einstimmung in ein chinesisches Restaurant. Dort wollten wir den Umschlag mit den Fotos öffnen, die die Detektei von dem vergewal...
Die 18-jährige Claudia und ihr Freund Thomas sind seit einem Jahr zusammen. Erst lief alles prima aber jetzt haben sie öfters Streit. Für Claudia war Thomas der erste Mann , Thomas hingegen hatte schon etliche. Er hatte die schüchterne Claudia auf einer Party kennengelernt. Eigentlich war sie nicht sein Beuteschema aber er hatte was getrunken und sie angequa...
A week after filming had wrapped up, Jay got a text from Jessica telling him that the previous AD on the set of Cloak and Dagger was fired for making a lot of mistakes, and that he was hired. Jay was happy as hell to hear it, and Jessica told him that he would start in 2 days. He got another text saying that she had paid for his plane ticket to the set of C...
Hello, and welcome to the twentieth, and final, issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all been about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback on the stories, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If y...
All the usual caveats apply about ages, number of orifices which can simultaneously be occupied, etc. [was it in Jones' Ulysses that the heroine fantasized about being fucked by grasshoppers in her corneas during her gangbang?] I should also tell you that it's probably time to close out this series; but who knows for sure. Oh, although I write it all the tim...
Olivia got out of her car in front of her Mistresses' house. She was wearing a coat and silk stockings and a pair of high heels. She hoped that she looked good for her Mistress. She entered the house using her key. She walked silently into the house and found her Mistress in the kitchen looking over a script for something. Olivia smiled and slipped her hands...
Gal drove up the driveway of her Mistress's house. She had been away on business with her husband. But now that she was back she wanted to spend some time with her Mistress. She loved her husband dearly but she needed to be with her Mistress now. She let herself into her Mistress's house with a key that she had given her. She walked in and heard screams of p...
Hello, and welcome to the eighth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment o...
As I step off the plain the hot air rushes to surround me, I breathe in and smile as I look around me at my first taste of America. But it doesn't last long, the trembling that has been inside me the last 14 hours is growing worse, what if your not there? Although I know you will be, I know your desire for me is just as strong, if not stronger than mine. W...