~Obligatory Disclaimer~ Obviously, this is a work of fiction. And, also obviously, I did not create these characters; all credit for the existence of Homer, Apu, and any other Simpsons character goes to the genius of Matt Groening. Also, please note that this story is meant to be a joke; if you actually get off on reading this... Well, that would be pretty...
Penny and Paul have been married for 9 and a half years. All things aside they had a good marriage. They have two children and both are currently working at jobs that seem to be both stimulating and challenging. Their only problem has been in the bedroom. A few months ago, during their last lovemaking session, Penny attempted for the first time, to orally s...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7.5 min/mp3) * * * * * I didn't want to go to a lot of trouble this year, so instead of a birthday cake, I decided to make this recipe, which I thought would be easier. It was a little while before I realised what it was I was making! and then it seemed so funny I thought I better write it up....
"Tell me a fantasy." "What? No way. I don't know you nearly well enough." "Come on, Rachel, we've worked together what - four years now?" "But do we really know the people we work with? What they really think?" "And which ones wear leather underwear?" "Ewww...thongs would be gross enough." "So what sort of underwear do you wear?" "I won't tell you."...
100 vanilla scented candles placed at random around the room. An expensive bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and M&M's to accentuate the flavour. On the floor a large padded mat and towels. And on the stereo Enigma playing at just the right volume. Outside, snow and wind and ice whirl about with fiendish fury. Shrieking, sighing, roaring, writhing—Winter's song...
Edited by Talynnda This is a sequel to "Caramel On Vanilla", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. * John just assumed that Sylvita (whom everyone called Sly) did not view him as a potential husband. After all, he was old enough to be her father. She was a twenty four year-old, raven-haired beauty, with a terrific ass, and a slim waist whic...
The lights are low, and the music is playing seductively in the back ground. You are standing next to the bed, and she is spreading vanilla scented oil across your back. Gently massaging your week-weary shoulders as she goes. Down your back, kneading along the spine to the top of your ass. She places a hand on each cheek and coats them with a thick layer of...
Note from the Author: Hello! This story was originally meant to follow just Victor and Ashley on their perverted adventures. But as you may have noticed I've shaken things up a bit. In the interest of reaching a wider audience and in the interest of having a place where I can develop new stories about mundane characters having interesting relationships, I de...
Dorothy Chester was watching again from her seat, in the shed. What a sight. Jonathan was facing her, standing about six feet away. His shorts were down around his ankles and a singular object was pointing out from him, up, hard and proud. "Gosh," she heard herself murmur at the sight. A firm, thick, perky, fresh, penis, was pointing directly at her. "...
Ian became so involved with Sandy that every waking minute of the day his mind was filled with constant thoughts of her image. His mind would play out sexual role-playing with things he wanted to experience with Sandy. Phone sex was suggested, but Sandy was conscious of her husband and their marriage. Sandy loved her husband and was committed to him. To he...