Leonard James "Buttweasel" Crabthorne was out on the prowl, and he was hungry for butt. Not a day went by when he didn't want to slip his crafty old sausage up some craven sphincter and today was no different. Wearing his best wig, a fine pair of stalking boots and a giant poncho, he was a visual education in magnificence. On entering his favorite drinking...
Chapter Ten - "Ask them to come over." "Ask them to come over," she said breathlessly and still quaking from her orgasm. "Now? Are you serious? You want my four, perverted friends to come over here now?" "Ask them," she said turning to look at me. She had a sly, sexy smile that I found so endearing and that made me want to stick my tongue down her throat...
Reverent Mervin had strong beliefs. Ultra-conservative, fundamentalist, all of life's instructions could be found literally in the Bible, etc. Really he was an insufferable man, arrogant, proud, judgmental, intolerant, pushy, unhappy. Angry and boring. He was 57 years old, 240 pounds, with a fat hairy belly and a sweaty flaccid body, balding, with a pasty...
The bright morning sun shone down on suburban Kansas City. The weather forecast had predicted extremely high temperatures for the next few days. Katherine Jackson, the beautiful married mother, looked out of the kitchen window with a dreamy expression in her hazel eyes. The hot wife wrestled with the images and emotions that filled her mind as she set the co...
My name is Jeffrey Jackson Stewart. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great state of Maine. I have some news for you. Are you ready? The world is mine. End of story. Why? Well, maybe you should ask yourself why not. All my life, I knew that I was destined for greatness. I know. Every brat in foster care tells himself or herself that. It...
Daniela was 18. She was a pretty girl with a soft young looking face and a soft, slim body. Her medium sized breasts were still blooming. Her hair brunette hair was over shoulder length. Her skin was tanned a bit now that she had already spent almost two weeks in the South France. She was home alone this afternoon in the apartment her parents had rent. She...
Momma Melba told me to follow her in my car to her house. I thought about not following her but the delicious shame that I felt and the possibility of serving her again kept me tailgating her closely. Momma Melba lived in Northeast OKC in a small old house. I parked behind her and got to the door as she was unlocking it. I followed her into the living-room...
Seymour Klazowski opened one eye while his hand searched for the bottle lying on the pavement next to him. He lifted the bottle and stared. "Fuck!" he growled before throwing the empty Night Train Express bottle away. Seymour pulled his coat up around his throat against the cold and snuggled further against the dumpster in the alley behind the Woolworth Stor...
Note: "This writer does not mean to imply that just because you are fat, old, short, and/or ugly that you are not popular, hot, and/or do not have love in your life. Except for Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan, who are just idiots, we are all uniquely different and special individuals." * There was something in the air that night as Wendy drifted off to slee...
My wife Carol and I had been adopted as children by the same family so grew up as if we were brother and sister. Carol Jones and I Ken Smith eventually fell in love and married when we were both eighteen, I was a month older than my wife and we were both virgins until our wedding night. We lived in a country cottage and massaged clients of our own sex unti...