I had no idea where this was going when I started it this morning. It's not erotic fiction and there really isn't even a story, although there just might be a point, even though it rambles a bit. It is at times tongue-in-cheek but the reader needs to decide when I'm 'pulling your chain' and when I'm being serious. From a male perspective, I guess the title,...
One day Eric the Weenie was coming back from a NASTY (National Association of Saddened and Tampered Youths) meeting when he saw a whorehouse. Eric wasn't the prettiest apple in the tree, so he doesn't get laid a lot. He's so Ugly, the only girls whoever look at Eric are bulimics because he makes vomiting more easy. Since he was right at a whorehouse and feel...
Part Four The girls excused themselves for a moment and Ethan lay back on the bed trying hard to breathe normally. This can't be happening, he thought. I'm just some forty-something Joe Schmoe. He heard giggling in the bathroom and wondered if this is the moment they come out with knives and murdered him. Or photograph me and blackmail me, he thought. He re...
It was another sunny day in Southern California and the weather was starting to heat up. Temperatures reached 85 degrees today after a few weeks of low 70s. Of course, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. My name is Alicia and I'm a cheerleader at the local university. As a cheerleader, I'm in pretty good shape and I think I'm pretty sexy. Both guys and girls h...
I'd never even kissed Jackie, but we'd been friends for a while. I was surprised that I agreed...hell, I was surprised when she'd offered to go on a cruse with me. But, why to Alaska? I always thought that Alaska was all mountains, cold and Eskimos...I'm sure the Eskimos are nice and all, but... Well, regardless, I met up with her in Washington and spent th...
It's funny, I suppose. When you've changed so much, you don't expect anything else to remain the same. I drove around the town square and nothing had changed. Well, I had changed, quite a lot. I had arrived in town the night before and stayed with Evie. Truth being stranger than fiction, we had spent the night in unsullied chastity, even if there was only o...
For the third night in a row, Brittny Holmes awoke to a persistent creaking above her bed. And this time, she wasn't going to take it anymore. "Will you please SHUT UP?" she yelled, her voice echoing loudly off the cinderblock walls of the small hostel dorm room. There was a moment's pause, and then the lovers in the bunk above her resumed their act of pas...
"Do you fancy a drink?" asked Ann, as they drove along the empty road. Ann and Paul had been travelling for miles along the dead straight road, and Ann knew that Paul would lose concentration unless she kept him alert. "OK" said Paul, and reached out for the bottle. "Uh Oh!" he said before he could take the drink from Ann's outstretched hand "Here's troub...
Susan was enjoying this! Not the feel of Mel's cock sliding in and out of her, she barely noticed that. It was the almost total joy she felt at having her plan come together. Not even her diabolical mind had taken this plan to the place where it had gone. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have envisioned the total destruction she had unleashed, the to...
Big black transsexual women are truly beautiful. And the big and sexy bisexual and heterosexual men who love us are truly wonderful. I ought to know, I'm one of these magnificent black transsexual ladies. My name is Amanda Joan Baxter, friends call me A.J. I'm a big and tall, big-breasted, wide-hipped and fat-bottomed, pretty-faced young black transsexual wo...