With apologies to Mr. Thurber "I'm going in!" The bartender's voice resonated in the newly emptied bar. Only the bouncer/barback was on hand to witness the ravaging of the drunken lesbian. "You can't do it, Petitool. The bitch is a lesbian. She don't want dick. She's cute, but she's not drunk enough." "The hell you say! She's had four vodka and cranberrie...
Contains lactation and huge breasts Author's Note: I mean to make good on "posting more" and improving my work. Enjoy! ***** The early morning sun beat down on Jeff. It became clear the worn out jogger had again overestimated his stamina and needed a water break. His cool thermos was invigorating, but walking would let him take in the scenery for a short...
For a long time, she was just one of those people that you notice every once in a while, a familiar face without a name. She was young and cute, around twenty maybe, with long brown hair and a slender athletic body. She had a habit of jogging through the local park, and whenever she passed I couldn't help but ogle her a little bit. I didn't mean to be a pig,...
Hello readers, this is Abhay from Pune. I am 23 years old and working in a MNC here. I have been curious towards lot of kinky stuff and finally thought to narrate a few fictional fantasy stories of mine. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. So, the story begins when I was trav...
I know what is happening at her home. She hangs up the telephone, her heart racing. There’s so much to do in a short time, but she cannot help thinking about the fact that she will soon see me again. She will soon feel my touch once again on her skin, her body. She doesn’t let herself wonder about the instructions given. Somewhat offbeat, but she knows bett...
Ted put the car in reverse and turned off the headlights. He backed up a good five hundred feet more, putting an even larger space between he and Emily, who was now waving frantically as she ran. He saw her silhouette in the headlights of the other car, confident that there was no way she'd reach his position in time. At this position, he was even farther fr...
A week in New York. If you don't travel much it might seem like an appealing prospect. If it's part of your normal life, you know that you can be lonely anywhere. So when I heard I was going to be going there, I checked round my favourite international dating website to arrange some company. Soon I came across Louise, a nice looking, intelligent woman. Not a...
Call me Plain Jane. My name's not Jane, but it'll do. I've been plain as long as I can remember. People don't look at me twice. I never got asked out, never went to a prom. I'm sure I was never the subject of some Teen Dream's erotic nocturnal fantasy. It's not as if I'm ugly; I'm not. I'm just kind of average looking. Oh yes, and shy. Painfully shy. Shynes...
"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light." ― Groucho Marx The three-legged Chihuahua scampered across the sickly-lit camino, on a collision course with its panicky prey. Loping behind the beast were its minions ― a pack of the same variety, but each with four limbs. For whatever reason, these "complete" counterparts weren't able to keep pa...
"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light." ― Groucho Marx The three-legged Chihuahua scampered across the sickly-lit camino, on a collision course with its panicky prey. Loping behind the beast were its minions ― a pack of the same variety, but each with four limbs. For whatever reason, these "complete" counterparts weren't able to keep pa...