Nobody was looking at her. Well, they were, but not for the usual reason. People usually gawked at her as she towered over them, height distracting from her voluptuous curves, now it was her curves or nothing at all. And, strangely, Amy wasn't sure how she felt about it. The initial novelty had worn off and left a faded version in its place. Small nuisances...
THE NEW GIRL A brunette with exotic features answered the door. She opened the door halfway, and leaned out from behind it. She stared blankly at me for a moment. Finally, she spoke. "Yes?" "I have an appointment." I said, meekly. "Come in, pig." I opened the screen door and stepped into the house. She was wearing a green scotch plaid flannel shirt. A m...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men – the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 roo...
**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...
The disgusted girl finally speaks, "Rory! We're going! Now! And you!" I hear her footsteps approach, her heels clicking on the pavement. I turn my head and I can see her feet, but I cannot bring myself to look up at her. She speaks to me, "You are human filth! You let them do this to you! Nobody made you do this! You're worse than the men. You're a disgustin...
"Fuck you, Jenny. We're through. Good bye, you bitch!" Harry Dick, mediocre private detective, and well known wanker, shouted into the telephone receiver. "Now calm down, Harry. I'm trying to make it up to you," came the reasoning voice of the insane porn-mystery writer, Jenny Jackson. "I know I've put you into some, shall we say, uncomfortable situations i...
Lilly was enjoying dancing around the living room in her three story town house, in nothing but her silk dressing gown, when she was rudely disturbed by a harsh knocking at the door. 'oh who on earth could that be' she thought to herself, she was not in the mood for visitors. She stomped over to the door and took a look out of the window. Oh goodie, she th...
There my fuckable, light brown-haired, 23-year-old wife, Charisse, was on her knees in The Royale Theater. She was skimpily dressed like a slatternly tart and sucking a strange cock like the dirty whore she's been since high school where I'd been one of dozens, maybe 100's of boys to dick her. At the theater that Fri. night, meanwhile, another man roughly d...
"How did you find that?" The Devil boomed with laughter. I was crouched down on the mists floor, shaking trying to get that sight out of my mind. That hatchet was enormous and it looked lethal. Just the thought of it and I was in dry tears. "What's the matter Murphy, can't take a little pleasure and pain?" He said to me. I turned my head to look up at him...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men -- the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 ro...