All names, places and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is totally coincidental. This story is a humorous fantasy, written some years back and with some references to certain women's names which may mean something to the Clintonic era of scandal archivists. * So these three kings arrived at this une...
Hi my name is Davo, and here is my story. It all started at a party when I was about twenty. We were at a mate’s house whose parents were away for his own dirty long weekend, in our crash pad in his basement. It was a big room, in the middle were two big old couches, and one against the wall and the other in the center with a coffee table between them, on ea...
Cassandra Phillips I wish I knew how my marriage went wrong. Sure, fifteen years is a long time to be married, and maybe people grow a little bored with each other, a little tired of being together all the time. I've tried to give David his space. What does he want from me? I'm still attractive. Certainly he found me so when I first met him. Cassandra...
It was a big house with peeling paint and sagging shutters, but Emily smiled at the sight of it and sighed with relief. It had been a long walk and her shoulders ached from the weight of her two valises. How far, she wondered from that fork in the road? No matter. The house ahead meant she was near her destination - Rock Ridge, Colorado. She set her bags dow...
"The Red Menace continues to spread! But don't you worry! Our boys run on Milktec Milk! Boris doesn't hold a candle to the strength of a Milktec Man!" — The secretary looked up from her desk as they approached. "Hello, welcome to Milktec Industries! What is your name, please?" Mirabelle smiled back nervously, "Hello, Mirabelle Hawkins." "Now, don't be...
Fucking dopehead. You left your laptop on the kitchen table, and there, open and ready for all to see, your sleezy 'Memoirs of a Rock Star.' What sicko records, in gooey detail, all their infidelities? Then 'accidentally' leaves them for their wife to find? I'll tell you who. The kind of man-child who still defines himself by his sexual 'prowess'. The kin...
What was she thinking?! With her dick, clearly, but that shouldn't have made such a decision for her. Regardless, she sat in Rachel's home, opposite Leah on the couch and desperate not to peek as the buxom futa milked herself. She assumed it'd seem strange to complain, since the book had made it normal to everyone but her. The fact Rachel didn't bat an eye a...
Chapter Four: Chlorine kisses and Whiskey Morals ———— It's Sunday, late in the morning when Kate finally comes home, instead of rushing to her room to sleep, she walks straight up to me and gives me a big hug. I've been avoiding her since last week when she grounded me. But today she has me cornered. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here last night." She says,...
Catherine was explaining what the multi-level business was all about. I would invite my friends to take part, doing the very same three things (using the products, sharing the products, sharing the opportunity) that I was doing, and together all of us would make money. As they got their friends, and friends of those friends involved, these would be the succe...
Deus Sex Magnumcock Pt. 01 Well, he was on holiday, so why not fuck some idiot bitch? He thought to himself, a conceited smile spreading across his crocodile jaw. The palms floated above him, wind rustling through flat leather leaves and casting sharp shadows across the poolside floor. His name was Jim. Hers Kylie. And she was lying there, barely clothed rea...