My girlfriend and I were slurping on each other's pussies in a 69 position when my pager started beeping last Saturday night. I reluctantly pushed her to the side and scambled to the nightstand to see what the big emergency was. The screen on the pager said, "551-6914, 911." "It's David," I said. "He must need some." Sara, my girlfriend, groaned. "Doesn't...
The coach stops and Adam steps out into the brisk, fresh air. It hits him and he takes the moment with a deep breath. There's a feeling of anticipation, it's excitement mixed with just a touch of nervousness. It's an unfamiliar feeling through a thousand thoughts rushing around his head as he thinks of her and then... "Professor, which way to the hotel?" H...
The adult Halloween Bash at the Ethan's family farm was quite an extravaganza of sexual themes, references, and fetishes. Lusty partygoers were dressed in costumes ranging from skimpy playboy-type styles to impressive cosplay. Katrina nervously fiddled with the red suspenders that held her tight jeans up. She wore a lumberjack costume and carried a fake ax,...
Disclaimer: This is a CELEBRITY PARODY and in no way depicts the actual sexual activities of the characters. This is a work of fiction. No inference should be made about the character or activities of the protagonists. * * * * * Nadine Jansen, Agent 48ee, was on light duty due to the rigors of her last mission. Currently, she was assigned to meet an infor...
Zack awoke to the smell of coffee and eggs and bacon. He heard the sounds of the campers moving amidst the morning mist. Children ran past their campsite -- others on bikes, the whir of their tires stirring up the dust on the dirt road. Parents yelled for their kids to come back and sit to eat breakfast. He rolled over and instead of Liz's warm body he foun...
Hello, and welcome to the first issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment on...
'What the fuck is happening to me.' That sentence goes through my head, over and over and over. 'What the fuck is happening to me'. This is an absolutely surreal situation to be in. I'm laying here, on a wooden horse, in women's clothing, after having just sucked my best friend's dick, now being fucked by a machine. I'm probably dreaming. This is a nightm...
It's custom that on Christmas, before my parents and I sit around our ornamented table to eat, we attend mass at the local Roman Catholic Parish. We spent the daybreak in a shouting match about my refusal to emerge from my *dziura and leave with them to church. *The Polish word for "hole". The narrator's father uses it to describe his son's room. By the ti...
Steve sighed slightly as he looked into those eyes, in them he was able to see his own reflection, and he was surprised at just how things had turned out. If anyone had told him that he would be sitting there, in the Alpha Tao Omega house, dancing, in a blonde wig, and a low cut evening gown, he would have said that they were crazy. It had started out innoc...
When my doorbell rings just after 8am, I have no idea that I am about to have the most extraordinary experience of my life. I am a perfectly normal 43-year old middle class Surrey housewife, happily married to a City banker - the only man I have ever 'known' sexually – and mother of a 19-year old daughter and a 15-year old son. I am quite pretty of I say so...