The war is finally over. Harry is now one of the major leagues of all time. Harry returns to Privet Drive only to see his horrendous family returned. Harry who was infected with a curse which induces sexual excitation, wishes to corrupt and dominate the families around. You know that your cum was special (Ginny tried it herself). It made her more open to mor...
The Life is so terribly for Nun, the 29 year old Thai girl who's living in Great Britain. Last year she worked in a Thai restaurant and met the young black stud who said he loved her with a true heart and promised many things to her. Everything looked so perfect at that time. Now she's jobless, and that's not the worst part, when she got back to her BF's fl...
Harry potter sighed, laying despondent on his four poster bed. He'd been back at Hogwarts for all of a month and already wanted to go home. Everyone seemed to have gotten taller and good looking whilst he's still short, scrawny and plain looking and it was begining to annoy him, he can't get a date or get any action despite his fame. It didn't help that some...
On his way to the office, Vernon would stop by the newspaper stand to visit with Rosie. Rosie, a plump British woman, always asked Vernon how he was keepin' with an accent that made Vernon think she really meant it. She came across, at least to Vernon, as very appropriate for her job. She stood behind, or beside her newspaper stand, in her floral shift dre...
We met Vernon Turner the day we moved into our new home. We thought we'd arrived, trading up from a small cramped apartment to a house with it's own garden. It was an expensive move, so I suppose we had. It had taken us a while but we'd finally scraped together enough money to put a sizable deposit down on a house in the suburbs so making the accompanying mo...
Note: Two parts. Inferential sex only. A satirical response to the women at coffee break. To the half dozen who read and enjoy my work, I extend my appreciation. My apologies to those who are offended by my style and communicative eccentricities. ***** In the distance the wail of the siren warned that the ambulance was coming. No doubt the police would arr...
This story is dedicated, respectfully, to Martin Amis, who I doubt would want to be acknowledged here, but is anyway. He wrote the first, and greatest 'Vernon' story, called 'Let me Count the Times' which is a brilliant piece of writing, and one of the very few short stories I am very jealous I didn't write. Hunt it up if you can. Here's to you, Martin!...
Chianti squatted happily over Jocelyn's perspiring face as the older woman strained to fully get her tongue in Chianti's asshole. "Faster, that's right, Jocelyn. You have to rim me in and out, up and down, there you go, and now to my cunt, hon." Jocelyn groaned and Chianti looked down, wincing slightly. Jocelyn was perhaps not Chianti's most enticing clien...
It's not easy being a guard in the prison where your best friend is serving time on a drug rap. He had served three years and was now up for parole. He had a clean prison record and the promise of a job on the outside. It wouldn't pay as much as his old job at the auto plant, but it was a good job, provided by a football fan who remembered Lester Vernon as t...
Chapter Eleven; Beth's Excellent Vacation I awoke before the alarm sounded and glanced at it. I was happy to see that I still had a half-hour before it was set to go off. I turned over and cuddled up to the solid, warm presence of Dan. Such a nice way to come awake--my naked body pressed against my lover. I stroked his bare torso as my usual morning passion...