The next morning, John, Jane and Phryne got up; they offered John their milk, but he said, "Sorry, I'm not hungry. I'll drink just a few drops." Jane, while giving him these drops, stroked his penis, but John said, "Sorry, Jane, I've worked too much tonight. You'd better focus on pleasing Phryne and today's nuns. Today it's Antonia Soro's and Tanya Gandhi's...
I don't know what possessed me to give an icicle a blow job but that was precisely what I was doing. I was just happy it hadn't frozen to my tongue. Seduction had never been my strong suit but originality was. I've got to fuck him. Not because I find him desirable. He isn't. But I've got to fuck Jack anyway. I don't even have some sensible reason like for...
Ridges were pushing in from left and right into the distance. They looked like fingers pushing in between each other interlocking. Yes, they looked as dry and brown as the dried and dirty work hands of a redneck pa. Only straight down ran a weak river twisting left and right past the ridges. He could count the ridges into the distance: one, two, three, and f...
Ivy didn't say much on the drive home. She seemed lost in a world of her own, pulling the fur coat tight around herself and tucking into the corner of the car's front seat. After reaching the apartment, Ivy disappeared into the bathroom for a long time. Going over to the bathroom door, Mike could hear the sound of a shower and sobbing. Mike mixed himself a...
"And the award for 'Most Prolific Male Swinger' goes to...!" The tension is so thin, it's anorexic. Onstage, monumental statues of gleaming cocks reach toward a ceiling higher than Ken Kesey. The female MC ― clad in a dress made of used condoms ― clutches a 28 inch Thuringer Sausage, centered between a pair of balls, each the size of a fully-grown human br...
By the time I get to the bar I’m beat; my job as a holiday rep is quite hectic although everyone seems to think I’m here having the time of my life and spend my days on the beach working on my tan. Honestly, I haven’t caught a ray of sunlight over the last three months and the people on holiday here are more tanned than I will ever be. I chose to go to a bar...
A friend of mine came to my house and after the grand tour asked me where I got "My Chair", this is the story. *Please note there is not a lot of sex in this story, there's some almost sex near the end. On the up side there is great potential for sex because of this story. It's a long story. Please leave your Constructive comments. I have posted a pick of t...
Ten-year-old Marcus Chapman the fourth slowly twirled as he gazed into the magical, twinkling wonder of tonight's crisp, clear sky. A hand softly touched his shoulder. "Come on Mark; it's getting late and we still need to finish this block." Grabbing the handle of the wagon with his gloved hand he took a couple of quick steps to catch up with his grandpa....
Note 1: "My Erotic Fiction", which means you cannot use or repost it without permission; it may be illegal or immoral for you to read it; and it is not based in reality. Note 2: It may or may not help to read other stories in the 'Tak'lon' universe. If I ever publish this drivel, it will the 'The Tales of the B'Naf'By'. ***** "What the jehill just happen...
The safe house was a small two story crack house in a side of town that she'd never thought to be in. It had been taken over in a raid and had been used since as one of the five safe houses around the city. It wasn't pretty, old siding and an even older porch sagged across the front of it, giving it an abandoned feel. One of the gutters along the front was...