"Oh, fuck!" Elene gasped. She had just made a left turn on the castle wall but had miscalculated the jump point. She landed in a ditch. Ok. Not her really, but her character, Scarlett Fox. She was playing Temple Run on Dr Patrick's computer on his office desk. Behind his desk on the left is a 7 Ft high book shelve. A three-levels letter tray is on the far...
Christina Hale was an oversexed 22-year old woman: long black hair with blue highlights, blue eyes, tight pink tank top, white jeans, black shoes. She had a very casual and uninhibited attitude towards sex that was borderline "nympho", and a severe disrespect for authority. To her, her mother could be such a bitch. They frequently argued about a great many t...
Part 4 -- Life with Grandpa The plane touched down uneventfully and being a domestic flight there was no customs inspection. I wheeled my luggage tote through the arrivals area seeking a taxi stand which I found in short order. My grandparents lived in the more rural part of the state and had been farmers. They sold off most of their land as their children...
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,...
Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...
Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like s...
I woke from a rumbling fart and eggy stench from the pillow I had been sleeping on. I looked up and remembered where I was and what had happened. Fabonita had kicked Carol out of our bedroom and made me sniff her gas while she took a nap, and I slept with my head on her bum. Her farts must have put me to sleep as well. It was now dark outside and well into t...
(Author's note: this story is partly about the "girl cooking" fetish which to me is both hilarious and sexy but if it turns you off, this is your warning to stop here. Otherwise, I hope you like it.) Two weeks after my 18th birthday Daddy ran off with his secretary and I moved in with his parents, my Grandpa Abner and Grandma Lucy. Mom came right after...
I wake up hearing a phone ring. For a moment, I think it's just a dream but then my phone blares audibly again with the stupid default ringtone I never remember to change. "Hello?" I try to reply as cheery as possible, not knowing who's on the other end. "Hello Mr. Michael, this is Susan calling from Lyft Driver Support, how are you today, sir?" She had a...
Interesting crowd of people assembled. Anne made a mental note to come back one night when she hadn't any plans. She filled the empty stool next to a couple of bickering lesbians and ordered a beer after being told it would be another ten minutes for the lasagna dinner she'd phoned in. The elfin mulatto girl, with the long braids, platinum jewelry and a gauz...