INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When Steve, a painter and decorator from Melbourne Australia does some painting work at his father-in-law's magnificent house, things don't exactly go smoothly. Steve's wife Vicki's family is complicated, and the result is that Vicki has a much younger 18-year-old half-sister named Olivia, who is a complete spoiled brat, shallow a...
The can of whipped cream hisses. I push the nozzle a little harder, shoving the plastic tip deeper into Natalie's asshole. She whimpers and wiggles her ass, letting those fat cheeks jiggle. She's so fucking full—her butthole, her belly, pumped so so full of whipped cream. Her stomach gurgles, a deep and long sound. "Fuck—Ty—oh my God, Tyler, I'm gonna fart,...
Before any of you whip off some nasty notes about how I am a misogynistic son of a bitch, remember this, I love women. I've been with them since before I was born, I am currently surrounded by them and there will probably be a bunch of them at my funeral. This is supposed to be a humorous piece. If you just can't handle that kind of humor, maybe you should s...
The final humiliation by Auntie Jean Drummond Lloyd was reaching its very kinky conclusion. I was looking really cute in Karen Lloyd's pink pyjamas. I could smell Karen's perfume and bodily juices on them. Karen had even left her shit stains in the ass part. I was now paraded in Auntie Jean's bedroom. Kimberley Holmes, laughed at my blushing face. Her black,...
I'm not sure why Emily asked me to write this story down. It's just a funny, gross thing that happened to us a couple weeks back. My name's Roweena. I'm a college student in my mid-20s, a little older than most of my classmates. I can't afford the student housing, so I live at home and commute to campus every day. My best friend Emily lives at home, too. S...
This story takes place around the time I was 26. I was a few years out of college and doing pretty well. I moved into a small house on my own and got along with all my neighbors. Well anyways, one day I got home from work and discovered one of my neighbors let herself in while I was out. I guess technically Sophia was the neighbor's daughter. She was only 1...
Driving through the flat Norfolk countryside on a sunny, if windy, May Bank Holiday Monday, Anne reflected on the weekend that had passed. It hadn't been spent in quite the way she'd have chosen, if choice ever really entered into the equation but, every so often duty had to come before pleasure. Visiting Mother was never easy, always more of a chore than...
An Adventure of Silky So I said to myself, 'what is it that gets those guys so hot for my tiny little asshole?' I can reach down and stick my finger in it, and that's not unpleasant, but not near as much fun as buttering my muffin. So I decided to investigate. I am very through in my homework. Asking men was useless; all they did was tent up and tell me it...
In the schoolroom thirty girls, aged from 18 to 21, wearing thirty grey Hazely Reformatory skirts and pullovers, sit at thirty desks, studying the arithmetic problems on the blackboard. At the front of the schoolroom Miss Bulstrode, a strapping woman with a short, dyke's haircut, paces backwards and forwards, scrutinising the girls keenly, pausing now and t...
Prior to meeting Stephen Aumont, Helene Tremblay would have never entertained the idea of dating a black man. Most of the ones she knew at Algonquin College liked to act like thugs, thinking such behavior impresses women, and she didn't like that at all. Helene's reservations about dating the young black men that she saw at her school were well-founded. Of c...