This story is told from the Mad Clown's perspective. Any grammatical errors or oddities are intentional. Any spelling errors are not, and I will greatly appreciate them being pointed out. A couple of warnings. There is some extreme violence in this, nothing I'd really call torture though. I'll also warn you that I can be a fucking terrifying person sometime...
Sandra, in her mid 20's, had been a friend of ours since high school. She was 5'6, a little bit overweight, large-breasted, long brown hair, big brown eyes. She always had trouble with boyfriends, relationships never lasted. Usually she would be broken-hearted and leaning on our shoulder about something. Really it became a bit tiresome over the years to...
It's taken me a long time to make my confession. I am 34 years old. I am ordinary in most ways that you would notice or probably care about. My name is Nina. That's not my given name. I live in New Orleans now. I was born in a small, poor town in Arkansas, and then lived in a few places around the same State. I finally came to the Big Easy two years ago. O...
I was very close to coming but I was determined not to. The fact that Shafiq, an eighteen year old pupil in our school, had watched me porking my girlfriend's pooper minutes earlier only served to make me even hornier. I pulled my rock-hard erection out of Emma's fudge-tunnel and dropped to my knees behind her. Her hairy shit-ring gaped invitingly and I bega...
Yes SNAG’s like anal sex too. It is not solely the domain of the anal plunderer hell bent on anal destruction. Instead I would like a woman who actually enjoyed being fucked in the arse and would like me to do it again rather than just endure it. I have to say that I really love arse fucking. I love arses in general. I love their shapes, their roundness, t...
These are true stories, about the girls who, at the time, I was living with as "man and wife". They all involve the beach. One ex let me talk her into nude sunbathing. We were at one particular isolated beach, early season, mid-week, so not much traffic. She took off her bra and peeled her panties down, nervously looking in every direction. Wow, I thought,...
Day 2 The doorbell went again early the next morning. "Hi Anne." "Morning," she replied sombrely. "You decided to come back then." "Well, you are clearly one disgusting, dirty old pervert who has no business being a college professor, but I need the money. Simple as that." "What you say is most probably true Anne. I am a dirty old pervert and my fetis...
NB. This story contains graphic descriptions of a girl's bowel movement. If you are in any way put off by this please do not read further. ***** IMOGEN'S ANUS CH. 02 - IMOGEN'S RELIEF I fell into a deep sleep with Imogen that night only to be awoken at some time in the early hours by Imogen suddenly climbing out of bed. "I REALLY need to go to the toilet...
My Master has commanded that I should leave my door unlocked so I do. My Master has commanded that I give myself a series of enemas, at least two. So I start by filling a water bottle and add one teaspoon of salt to it while the water still runs. When the 2 quart bag is full, I attach the hose after making sure the clamp is in place. I hang the bottle on...
I had been chatting with Lace for a month and a half before she invited me to her home which she shares with her husband. At 22, I hadn't yet had such an experience. Lace had shown me pictures of both her and her husband and they both seemed like normal people in their forties. "Cum by and let us show you a good time," her message said in the chat room. For...