California... Anaheim... Disneyland And suddenly, the loudspeakers all over the park announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Dayton Hillbilly Marching Band from Dayton Ridge, Texas." A momentary hush fell over the crowds, until from beyond the Matterhorn came the sound of drums and then the sound of horns, cymbals and washboards as the band pla...
WARNING: OFFENSIVE TWISTED PERVERTED FUCKED UP HILLBILLY FUN AND FUCKIN'... IT AIN'T REAL... BUT IT SURE AS HELL IS FREAKY BANJO MUSIC PLAYING OUR LOG CABIN IN THE WOODS... OUR BACK PORCH... Howdy... I'm horny as fuck... I'm also James. This is the perverted ass story of my fucked up, freaky ass family. We love each other... we fuck each other... and we...
Place and Time: Memphis, 1954 Ruth checked herself in the mirror again. She didn't know why she was taking such pains. It wasn't even a date, just another evening hanging out at JB's Blues on Beale Street. Her sister Lily was dating the owner, and he'd invited them both to see a new act. "You've got to see this guy," he'd told them. "He used to come and pl...
**This is my first submission. Please be so kind as to leave comments and let me know what you think. If it's received well there will be more. Thanks** I ran my hands over the smooth front of my black satin corset. My matching lace petticoat stood at attention and my dark chocolate cheeks played peek-a-boo as I practiced my walk in the full length mirror...
"You're gonna love my ma and pa, I just know it." Billy just loved the way Hattie Mae talked. Especially with her mouth full and her tongue swirling around his swollen manhood as she rhythmically squeezed his balls. It was a truly fine way to talk, with the vibrations of her vocal cords caressing the sensitive folds of his foreskin. Her accent was cute as w...
Fucked up fuck Parody Alert Hey there... My name's James... You all know me as the star of most of Dick The Motherfucking Pimp's stories... His alter ego... We've done a lot of stories together... offended a few people... entertained a few too... Along the way, we've had some criticism... some nice comments... and some perverted fun... Also along the way so...
I parked the car at the curb, several houses down from Eleanor Kaminski's, and sat there for a few minutes before getting out and heading slowly down the sidewalk. I didn't especially feel like being there, but at the same time, I didn't feel right about standing her up when I told her that I would come back. There were lights in several of her windows but t...
Enjoying An Afternoon With Lily & Calling Susan Weaver On our way to school, Lizzy said, "Billy, while you were entertaining Rachel's mom at your stepmom's house Monday, (she giggled), I stopped by the McDonald's Gourmet Coffee Shop to observe and talk with the Britney Oelsen, the young lady that came onto you the two times I dropped you off on our way to s...
This is the second installment in a series of stories about a fictitious organization designed along the lines of Alcoholics Anonymous where people who have cheated on their spouses, and the spouses they cheated on, can both find support and forgiveness as they work to rebuild their lives. There may well be an organization like this, and there are many organ...
I was heading up into the mountains for a weekend of relaxing and fishing. I'd booked a place near a mountain lake that was supposed to be full to the brim with trout and I intended to get my share. (More than my share if possible.) The place I'd booked was a little off the beaten track and, quite frankly, I got lost. I arrived at my supposed destination to...