Author's Note: Most of my (something) Full of Pussy stories involve one man being serviced by multiple women. This is a slight departure from that formula. Emjoy! Enjoy! ******************** Well, that was weird. Sexy – oh Christ, incredibly sexy – but very very weird. Jeez, where do I start? OK, I guess first I need to explain who I am and who Sherr...
Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client’s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily’s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in Londo...
MY SUMMER SEXUAL BARBEQUE - THE SIN OF NY TRANSGRESSIONS I've always loved summer. Springtime is a time of awakening, while summer is when our sexual desires are consummated. Is it not the cooler nights that allow the release of pent up energy accrued during the warm sunny days? We view our contemporaries stripped of their outerwear, at the lake or pool in...
************************************ Author's Note: This is the first story in what I plan to be an ongoing series of books about Disciplinary Officer Wilson's travels in the totalitarian society of post-apocalyptic southern California. ************************************* The section of highway from District 4 to District 5 was one of my favorites. The sk...
"I'll only be another minute," I called out from the toilet. I finished my business opened the door and washed my hands and face in the sink. Genie was right where I left her, kneeling with her head bowed and her hands behind her back. She was wearing only her garters, stockings, pumps and shelf bra. When we had arrived back from the Pleasure Underground sh...
It was a cold and dreary day as Jeb exited from his car and walked toward his eastside home. He could well remember a day when he was happy to be coming home but not anymore. Not since Laura had died in that terrible accident last week, a week when everything seemed to just stop. In fact, Jeb had done almost nothing since his wife died. He had stopped attend...
"This is just stupid." I thought as I listened to the upper-class woman talk. About two dozen girls had signed on for pledge week at Alpha Alpha Omega sorority. This was the last day. We had listened to lectures on confidentiality and learned the code of conduct, quacked like ducks, scrubbed the floors, and done lots of other inane exercises. We were down to...
If I went by accepted popular belief, she was impossible to conquer. She was a South Indian Brahmin. Unsurprisingly she was conservative but she was also intelligent, proud, sharp witted and very beautiful. Srila was attractive in a very Indian way, I guess. She was small at five and a half feet but had magnificent boobs and wide, curvy hips with a lovely u...
A 'XXXecil for hire' story commission * A cackle erupted from the throat of a smoke-shrouded man as he waved his arms in fluid circuits above the dun-colored stone floor. His face was adorned with black eye-paint made from tar that had suffocated a virgin. His nose and lips were pierced with rings forged from molten metal harvested from the charred wreckag...
(a fictional story about fictional characters) (I realize not all the characters were on the show at the same time, but since this a complete work of fiction: let's pretend.) * It was New Years Eve 1978 and the talk of Point Place, Wisconsin was that Kitty Foreman had succeeded in persuading her usually sourpuss husband Red to throw a party welcoming in...