Weekend At Becky's If you go down in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise Part One: Brown Eyed Bears Okay, remember how my first scene ended with me throwing up on the camera? Not good, I hear you say. Not so fast, say I. Turns out this was not a career ending move, rather it's the scat equivalent of the money shot. Becky is on the phone and en...
I struggled to define her. She was different from most women I am attracted to. As I got to know her, the impression I got was that she was hard. She had lived harder than most of the sweet soft girls I typically find myself interested in. Kissing her was different as well. I kissed her hard. I had her braced against the wall, held in place by the full weigh...
First off, it doesn't really matter what my name is, does it? In this neighborhood, people don't much use formal names anyways. When you're a drug dealer and small-time thug like me, it's probably for the best everybody only knows me as Buzz. That's a nickname I picked up while in the army during the first Gulf War, the first and last time I got out of this...
Fucked Up And Real Shitty #1: the road to scat acceptance Have you ever fucked the shit out of someone? Not in the figurative sense, where you, the pitcher, give the catcher a name-screaming, pillow biting, sexual workout. I mean literally. Fucked the shit out of them? Not some bits of ca-ca on your condom either. I am talking bowel movement, diarrhea. Not...
t was 7:30 pm at the university. You and others were working on a particular project know the Metal suit although you can easily and quickly build it by yourself and make it ten times better than this piece of junk. But it was a team effort, and they pour their heart and soul into it. You can't just ruin the team effort. You were only assistance and pretende...
Authors note. Firstly, please read the previous chapters. I have not put in any reminders of what happened last time; there just wasn’t the room. Although this story is in the humour and satire category I have also tried to keep it sexy, and have attempted to at least touch on most genres over the full series. That means if you don’t like gay, lesbian, anal,...
Disclaimer: I own none of these people. The words are my own. Characters: Ryan Ross, William Beckett, Gabe Saporta, Pete Wentz, a few other Fueled By Ramen band members. After Supper. There were three of them in the room. Four if you counted Gabe, but no one was. Not even his boyfriend and mother, clutching both his hands. Doctors and nurses would flu...
Honey, we really need to talk about your selfishness. Here I am, your girlfriend, a hot yoga instructor from Europe, 165 cm, 56 kg, fake D tits, fake nails, fake eyelashes... and I haven't been talking to you since yesterday evening. I'm sure you will figure out soon why I'm mad at you. It's so obvious to me. If you can't figure it out soon, then I will de...
Sarah pulled into the makeshift parking lot next to the job site she was working at and sucked in a deep breath. Working Sunday sucked. She was working overtime she definitely needed, but it meant she was working alone with the boss and that she was not looking forward to. She worked in a male dominated field, she was used to crude, she was used to rude, she...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Rosetta and James both had one child from previous marriages; James had one 20 year old son Charlie. Charlie had gone to college for two years but got heavily into drugs and couldn't keep up with his studies. He moved home after dropping out and had worked on and off at McDonalds....