Family Screw
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Welcome all, to the first episode of Cheezy Sexual Theatre 3000!
Right out of the box, we have a stinker of biblical proportion. The green fog of death from the Ten Commandments can't hold a candle to the deadly combination of cliché, poor grammar, and just plain god-awful writing in this story. I don't know how we survived it.
Notice that we? That's right, I'm not the only poor fool suffering through a story of less than stellar merits. FallingToFly has made the ultimate sacrifice and joined me in enduring this woeful tale to rip it to pieces, as it deserves!
For now, the original author shall remain anonymous. The mystery of who mangled good sense, sex, and the language in this tale shall be revealed at its conclusion.
All characters in the original story are 18 years or older, and are completely fictional.
Grab some popcorn, and prepare for the pain!
Turn down your lights
(Where applicable)
I was lying around in bed one day (I work nights) on my day off.
Les: Oh, lord, first person. I know what's coming, Dear Penthouse Letters...
I had just barely begun to regain consciousness and was annoyed because there were at least five other people in the front room with my roommates making a bloody godawful racket.
Les: Please donate to the Comma Conservatory Foundation, they're obviously an endangered species.
I was about half pissed off, but decided to say to hell with it because I really needed to be getting up anyway. I decided to lay there for a while and get completely awake before I got up and started into what I had to do that evening.
Les: Well, at least he's decisive. He's deciding things every three seconds here.
Falling: Decisively indecisive... only half pissed off? That's called ANNOYED... pissed is sort of like pregnant- you either are, you're in the process of getting there, or you AREN'T!
I lit up a cigarrette and listened to the bullshit in the front room.
Les: Geesh, does he kiss his mother with that mouth. Wait, I won't go there, don't want to give him any ideas for a sequel.
Falling: Yeah, because it's perfectly feasible that the upcoming sexual escapade is going to be enjoyable for her with both morning breath and cigarette breath, right? Medic! We need a Tic-Tac, STAT!
Les: singing Smooooke from the weirdo!
It had quieted down a bit, and I was dismissing my plan to go stomping to the bathroom in a few minutes in a silent protest to the noise. Just as I was putting out my smoke, I heard my roommate Dave say something along the order of "let's go!".
Les: The capslock key doesn't seem to work, but those punctuation marks are jumping right out there!
Then the door opened and I heard a car start. I peeked around the edge of the blanket hanging over the window and watched Dave's car pulling off. There were at least 2-3 other people in the car, but I didn't see his old lady Jenny in the car.
Falling: Wtf is that? What, you couldn't spare an "or" in there? You had to use a dash? Come on now... have SOME mercy on us! We've already read this much!
I listened for a minute or three and could hear at least 3 female voices, one of whom was Jenny, talking in the front room. They were talking real quiet and occasionally giggling or laughing.
Les: They was talkin' real quiet-like, like they was huntin' wabbits, Ahuhuhuhu!
I just ignored them and decided I really didn't feel like getting up yet anyway.
Les: See, I told you he was decisive!
I set my alarm, which was about to go off, for an hour later. Then I flipped on the fan and lay back down.
My underwear chose to start riding up almost as soon as I lay down.
Les: Geesh, even his Fruit-o-the-looms are decisive!
I had always slept nude before, but the new roomies had this annoying habit of walking in with little more than a quick rap and I had started wearing them to bed. I was not in the mood to deal with it, so I pulled them off.
Les: Here it comes, cue 70's porn music! Bop chikka bow, chikka bow bow!
Falling: I can add nothing to that, except maybe reach over and flick on the lava lamp while I pass the popcorn, Les.
Not long after that, as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard Jenny talking.
"Oh, come on Lori! We're just going to ride around for a while! The guys are all out screwing around, so we can have a girls night out. They said they'd be gone till midnight, so we can stay out for a couple of hours and they'll never know we were gone! Besides, you need to find yourself a new stud since that jerk off was fucking around on you. How long has it been... 3 weeks? Your vibrator must be getting overworked."
Les: Cue rebounding hottie who hasn't been shagged in a few weeks!
That was news to me. Lori was a very attractive blonde friend of Jenny's.
Falling: With D cup jugs and an ass like a bubble, an 18-inch waist, and she weighs about 105. We KNOW... could you be anymore obvious? Let me guess- she loves family gangbangs, double penetration, Elvis, and 18" black cock as well?
So far as I had known, she and her boyfriend were still together. That's what comes of working nights. The world passes you by. I hadn't been out with a girl in months myself, and it had been longer since I'd had sex. Small towns and night shift do not contribute to one's social life.
Les: What a surprise that he isn't getting any. With such a sunny disposition, you'd think the girls would be crawling all over him. Tugs his kilt Is my sarcasm showing?
"Forget it. I'm tired and I just got back from mom's. I was in the car for thirteen hours yesterday and all I want to do is sit here on the couch and relax. Go ahead, I'll cover for you if the guys come home early or something.", I heard Lori say.
"Sure?", Jenny asked.
"Yeah, I'll just watch some t.v. or something. I really don't feel like riding around tonight."
"Okay. We'll be back at... what time is it now... 8:30... We'll be back at about 11:30.
Les: Any more dots in that sentence, and it would have been in Morse Code. Speaking of which,... --...
That will give us some time and should get us home before the guys get back. If they come home early, tell them we had to run to Amy's house for something if it's still too early, or tell them we went for some cokes if it's close to 11:30.", Jenny said.
"Right. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.", Lori said.
"What exactly is that?", Amy asked with a laugh.
"Don't turn the stereo up to loud. Jason is in the back asleep.", Jenny said as I heard the door open.
"He's home?", Lori asked.
"Yeah, been home all day.", Jenny replied.
Les: Hey, what's with all this asked and replied stuff! Why break up a perfectly monotonous barrage of saids like that, I was so enjoying it!
"Fuck, I'm suprised he hasn't been out her bitching. All that noise earlier should have woke him up.", Lori said.
Les: Yow! Two words- spell check buddy!
Les: Or maybe this story is putting him to sleep, I know it's having that effect on me.
"Usually, he sleeps like the dead. Odds are you could have the t.v. all the way up and he'd sleep through it.", Jenny said.
"I'll keep it down. Have fun.", Lori said.
"Bye Bye!", Amy said as I heard the door shut.
Falling: What are these girls, fifteen year old cheerleaders? Not even my three year old chirps out "Bye-Bye" anymore! And come on, riding around? I did that is high school- I grew out of it by the time I could get into clubs.
I pulled a pillow up onto my forhead and kicked the sheet off my legs. It was hot as hell and light was shining in my eyes through a crack I hadn't yet found a way to seal off in the window. Then I tried to relax and fall back to sleep.
I heard the t.v. kick on. I was drifting off and heard the channells flipping. Then apparantly she hit the VCR. Dave had apparantly had a porno in the VCR, because I heard moaning coming from the speakers for the few seconds the tape was on.
Les: Apparantly, he's never heard of a thesaurus or a dictionary either.
Falling: Oh no... it's... it's... SPREADING! Now Les is mispelling simple words as well!
Les: Who's miSSpelling? chuckles and ducks
Then it and the t.v. shut off.
"Just what I wanted to see...", I barely heard Lori say.
A few seconds later I heard her again, "Shit, they took all the damn cigarrettes!"
Les: Surgeon General's Warning: Smoking causes you to be incapable of spelling the word cigarette.
After a few seconds of rummaging around in the front room, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. A quick stop and the bathroom light flipped on. A few seconds later the computer room light flipped on. It was right next to my room at the end of the hall. She looked around for a bit then said, "Shit.", again.
Les: Is he having an out of body experience here? This guy should be in the CIA if his hearing is this good.
"Wonder if he's got any laying around where I can grab one without waking him up?", she said and walked back into the hall.
Falling: Hens do the laying... LYING is the word you were looking for, sweetness.
Les: She's doing an awful lot of talking to herself here, Down Cybil!
I played possum and listened to her standing outside the door, obviously listening. Then the door handle rattled a bit.
Les: I told you his hearing was good, he can hear her standing still!
The way the pillow was sitting on my forehead, I could see a limited frame of the room. Since my eyes were adjusted to the dark and her's weren't, my eyes were hidden and I watched her standing there for a moment.
She walked quietly into the room, I was able to see every move she was making. Her eyes must have gotten slightly adjusted, because she started to stare at something.
I had flipped the sheet off me a bit earlier, and all of one leg and my ass were out from under the covers. There was just the faintest hint of pubes revealed as well.
Les: Huh Huh, He said pubes...
Falling: Oh yeah, now we really know it's going to be hot sex... the pubes have been revealed! Haven't you ever heard of less being more? Trim, for the love of cheesy porn!
She was staring at this and the bulge nearby where my naked cock lay under the sheet.
She stood there staring for a minute, then whispered, "Shit, Jenny wasn't lying."
Les: Does this girl ever think anything? It's no wonder she got dumped if she can't even shut up when she's alone.
She hesitated for a few minutes, then whispered my name a couple of times.
Les: For a few minutes? That's a bit more than a hesitation, that's a catatonic state!
She got slightly louder each time she said it. On the third one, I got mischevious and rolled a little bit.
My seven inch cock dropped from it's hiding place beneath the sheets into full view.
Les: There you go, ruining a perfectly good cliché! NINE inches! It should always be nine inches! Keep the utter unbelievability factor steady.
Lori let out a quiet little, "oop!", of suprise. Then I watched her lick her lips and make a little "mmmmm..." noise.
She got daring then, and walked right next to the bed. She knelt down and was close enough I could feel the faintest hint of her breath brushing my prick. I concentrated on keeping my cock from getting hard, as I was supposed to be asleep.
Now she was close enough that I only had one eye open just a slit, as I figured she might be able to see my eyes. She was looking up toward them, but didn't seem to notice anything.
Les: Including the haze of cigarette smoke still hanging in the room, I suppose.
She blew out a slow concentrated stream of air at my cock. It twitched a bit as I fought down the urge to get hard. She covered her face and muffled a laugh in her hands.
Then she reached out and lightly brushed the head of my prick with her fingertip. I rolled a bit, trying to seem to be still asleep.
Les: Imminent erection and feigned sleep, we get it already!
She pulled her hand back and I shut my eyes completely as she looked up toward my face.
A few seconds later she reached out and ran her finger up and down my cock. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to fake sleep if she kept that up, so I stirred.
I pulled the pillow off my face and "groggily" looked around for a few seconds.
"Lori?", I mumbled, then faked suprise and covered my cock up with the sheet and sat up, "What are you doing in here?"
"Well, I came in looking for a cigarrette, but I think I found something I'd like a whole lot more in my mouth.", she said with a quiet giggle.
Les: I think even a b-grade porn producer would have nixed that line.
I turned the lamp on it's lowest setting, still blinding us both for a few seconds. I tried to look still groggy and half asleep.
"Everybody will be gone for a couple hours at least.", she said and stood up beside the bed, "I don't think we'll be disturbed."
Les: You're already disturbed, Cybil. You talk to yourself constantly. Seek professional help.
She then proceeded to pull her shirt up over her head. It was quickly followed by her jeans, then her bra and panties as I watched with a smile.
Lori had straight blonde hair that came down to about her shoulders and perfectly framed her face. She had blue eyes and lips,
Les: Blue lips! Quick, anybody know the Heimlich?
Falling: And today's hottest lipstick shade is... ASPHIXIATION!
that while couldn't really be called full, were not thin either. Her breasts were large, but not so large that they didn't stand out all by themselves. Her nipples were small by comparison, and the aureoles were very light in color.
She had a sexy trim waistline, and I knew for a fact she had a perfect little heart shaped ass. I'd seen it enough through her tight jeans to know that. Just meaty enough to look good without being to big. Perfectly proportioned to her figure.
Falling: Can we please get a broom to sweep up all these fragments? Please? They're cutting my eyes and making them bleed!
Les: Clean up on aisle eight!
Her pussy hair was trimmed down short, a blonde so light it was nearly invisible. I could see the line of her opening easily through it even in the low light.
Falling: Opening? What the hell? An opening line? Either this is a cheesy bar pick-up, or a Broadway play, right?
She ran her hands from her face down to her breasts, cupped them for a second, then down her sides to end by framing her pretty little pussy. Then she raised her knee and climbed into the bed.
Les: It's not particularly silly, it's only a forward aerial O'Brian half turn every alternate step.
Naturally, by this time I was rock hard and perfectly outlined by the sheet over me. Her hand caressed me through the sheet for a moment, then pulled it away. I pulled her up into a kiss as she continued to rub my throbbing cock.
Falling: Ewww. The very thought of the taste of that kiss is making me gag.
I then pulled her up so I could suck those big sexy tits. Lightly sucking and caressing them with my hands, I switched off a couple of times as she moaned slightly and continued to slowly run her palm over my prick.
"Mmmm... you do that good.", she said and snatched another long french kiss, "Most guys want to maul a big set of titties."
Falling: Little girl, I have a feeling you couldn't get mauled by a bear. They have standards out in the woods, you know!
"I believe that all breasts, large or small, deserve equal treatment.", I said with a smile.
Les: Smooooth operator, he's a smooth operator!
Falling: Wonder if he learned his lines from Micheal Jackson, and just substituted "male or female" with "Large or small?"
She looked down at my cock then said, "I thought Jenny was shitting me, but I guess not. She'd said you were this big, that she'd caught a glimpse one day when she walked in here. I couldn't believe it, because I hardly ever saw you with a girl. It was hard to believe that a big hunk of meat like this could possibly be going to waste.", she then leaned in for another kiss. She also wrapped her hand around my shaft and started to slowly stroke it.
Les: Welcome to Ditzy's Deli, today's special is the hunk o' meat.
"One of the bad things about night shift, sort of cuts in on the social life.", I said as soon as she let my tongue slip from her warm lips.
"So, it's been a while?", she asked and kissed my chest.
"Yeah, quite a while as a matter of fact.", I said and stroked her soft blonde hair.
"Well, we better get rid of that pent up load of cum hadn't we?", she said with a coy grin and started sliding down my body to position her head over my cock.
She took my heavy balls in her hand and rolled them lightly, putting the thumb and index finger of her other hand around the base of my cock and standing it straight up.
She then licked up and down my shaft and balls for a few minutes, and culminated this by swirling her tongue sexilly over my cock helmet.
Les: Here we go with that few minutes thing again. I think we can add obsessive/compulsive to multiple personality disorder at this point.
This brought a clear drop of pre-cum to my slit, which she licked off with the tip of her tongue.
She then licked her lips, wrapped a hand around the base of my cock, and sucked my prick into her warm mouth.
Falling: Because gods know, it had to taste better than his mouth.
The first suck was slow, edging agonizingly toward her slowly pumping hand at the base. Then the same thing all the way back up. Her cheeks were sucked in and every inch of my prick inside of her was in contact with her warm moist mouth until her lips came off the head with a slight wet smacking sound.
Falling: She has seven inches worth of mouth cavity?
Les: There are enough adjectives and adverbs in that one paragraph for a half dozen stories.
She then started sucking in earnest. She alternated between full strokes down to her pumping hand and giving me an amazing head job. She would suck on my cockhead while twisting her head side to side and swirling her tongue over the swollen purple flesh. She moaned intermittingly as she did it, adding to the sensations.
I wasn't going to last too long under this sort of pressure, no matter how bad I wanted to, "I'm going to cum before long...", I grunted.
Her lips slid from my dick just long enough to say, "Cum in my mouth, I want every drop of your hot cum. I want to swallow all your hot sticky cum.", then started back in.
Les: The porn star flips her script, "Who wrote this crap. There is no way I'm saying something this ridiculous!"
Falling: Damn, you beat me to it. Want another tequila shot? I think we may need them...
A few seconds later I was at the point of no return. I said, "I'm gonna cum...", in clipped grunts.
She just kept sucking and a few seconds later I exploded in her mouth.
Les: He exploded? Thank god, the end! Roll credits! And here I thought I wouldn't like how this turned out!
My cum was coming out in thick spurts, and by the second one, some of it was running out from around her lips as she continued to suck up and down on my pulsing cock. She pulled her hand from my prick and sucked the entire length up and down, swallowing my jism.
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I slept late on Monday morning since there was nothing else for me to do. I got showered and dress with barely enough time left to have breakfast. Breakfast was a bagel bought the night before and coffee made that morning by boiling coffee grounds in a pot on the stove. After the boiling I poured the liquid grounds and all into a auto store funnel, but only after first lining it with a paper towel. Almost all the grounds wound up on the paper towel, so it made a passable yet strong cut of...
201 Boatscrew So we up anchored or at least unstrung the thing from the pontoon and with the diesel throbbing, off we set. Now me I ain`t no sailor, so this was to be a hit and miss affair, health and safety would have a kitten if they knew. Mandy and I had won the lottery and on an impulse had bought a cruiser, yes I know, daft wasn`t it. Anyway, we needed to get the thing home and my persuasive misses, Mandy, had convinced me that midsummer, flat sea and it would be a breeze to get back to...
Years before Janelle met her husband and moved to New York, she had lived in a small country town in Australia. These days Janelle is a classy, well-spoken woman with liberal views, well-connected friends and a professional position at an Ivy-league university. Janelle occasionally entertains her husband with risque stories about how she learned to fuck and suck cock in a small country town. The stories drive him horny-wild. They both enjoy the stories, but through the bouts of laughter, he can...
Where I live, a small town in northern California, nothing ever happens. At least nothing ever happens to me. Well, at least up until the end of school, the year I turned fifteen. School had just let out and my closest friend, who lives two miles away, had gone on vacation to visit his grandmother in Idaho for four weeks. About two weeks later, a truck with a trailer arrived and began to move in across the street into a house that had been vacant ever since Mrs. Wilton died. Being curious and...
Small Town Wondersbypenisleeve©Small towns can be wonderful places, with a sense of belonging and community. However they are also a source of frustration to every man who wants some uninhibited sex with no holds barred and plenty of sweat and cum for all. I lived in just such a town and I was not a happy chap. My balls ached with the need for some anonymous, raunchy sex with strangers jerking off in the local toilet block as people who knew you were just the other side of the door only had so...
"Thanks. That was fun last night." Fun? To Shay it was just paying the price for a ride. She'd hitchhiked her way from the one stoplight town in North Carolina she'd called home to New York fuckin' City itself. Sure she'd had to suck a few cocks along the way, like ol' Pete back there, but when you've been sucking your Daddy's cock since you were out of training bras, what was a couple more? It was when Daddy started taking more notice of her developing body and his caresses became...
One night in a small town It's not always easy to be a small town lawyer. Unlike the big city, I actually know most of my clients away from the courthouse, and it can create some very embarrassing moments. But nothing had prepared me for this particular night. I got a call to come to the jailhouse, and found James Mallery, who was normally a deputy behind bars. But that wasn't the most shocking thing. It was how he was dressed. What he was wearing would have looked good at a fancy...
Number three is one of the old fishermen's houses, restored and decorated in a classy, light blue colour with all the woodwork painted white. The narrow front garden is filled with glowing red and yellow roses of many different kinds, emphasizing the luminant blue of the house. I passed the old town only a month ago, and I couldn't help turning off the motorway to go back to Smallstreet to have a look. Ulla and Erik were still the inhabitants of number three, and I even had a chance for a...
Chapter 1 "It is easy to see the truth in hindsight but we are often blind during the journey." *** No one was home and Steve found himself sitting at his mom's dressing table. He'd thought about doing this many times and he had to try it. The table was literally begging him to sit down in front of the mirror. "Why am I here?" He tried not to give it much thought as he grabbed a tube of mascara and loosened the cap. After a deep breath, he brushed the applicator over his...
After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley, Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley; Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
FetishThis is my first attempt at writing. Feedback is much appreciated.It was getting late, but we didn't want to leave each other. We had been going out for a while and it was the first time we'd really got to be alone. You see we both went to different schools in different towns. Lame. It's like that out in the country, everything's at least a hour drive from everywhere.Michelle was a varsity basketball player. I was the cool guy from Seattle. She had the tightest body. I had a good build because...
First TimeDanielle and Teddy were fraternal twins born to a wealthy family in Midtown. Their father, Mike, was a scientist who was credited with creation of many machines and techniques to make the human meat industry very successful. Their mother Brandi, stayed at home and raised the children, enjoying the riches amassed by her husband. At the age of 18, young adults earned the rights to vote, drive, and enter the upper floors of the local meat mall. Prior to 18, children could only enter the...
They had all been waiting for a man that disgusted them. His name was Walter Johnson Emingham. He was an entrepreneur with a very unique business. He was into dance clubs; the kind that helped single men out. His chain called, The Hourglass, had grown through Marion County, but now he was after territory outside of his dominion. Walter had the right idea. The big town of Berring was adjacent to county lines, however, techinically it was the property of Linus County. The town had a...
He had tried for weeks to get me to meet. At first I just deleted the messages: after all, anyone with the username "Lets Screw" was nothing but trouble, right?Then I started responding just for something to do and the exchanges were fun and a little hot. I had just joined a dating sight after a year and a half of being separated from my soon to be ex-husband and I thought I knew what I wanted. THIS WAS NOT IT but it made me laugh so I thought what the hell. He was bold and had a confidence...
Two girls, Christa and Sara, decided to spent Christmas at Holiday’s Inn in small mountain town of Brucksberry. They have other school friends to meet there. Both just recently turned eighteen and parents reluctantly allowed them to drive there along in Christa’s new red convertible. “But beware of snow and ice on a roads, it can be nasty in the mountains, told them Sara’s father. Stay on the main road and make sure you have shovel and good pair of warm coats and boots with you. ” “Don’t worry,...
small town video store finds me a new threesome.it had been along time now, i have been on best behaviour. no fooling around in many months. but since my hubby had been out of town and i have no where to go.. i had jus finished exercising at home. i was hot, frustrated and feeling lonely. decided to go to local video store. its small and family type, but has a separate room for adult area. has a door marked "18 and up only". i was wearing a short cheerleader type skirt and loose top with soft...
Hi, this story is about Jiya. She’s a cute punjabi gal from a Small Town named XYZ. Very well educated, did her M.Sc. and is 24 years old. She has a stunning body, Very fair colour, Cute Face Cut, Flat Tummy, Nice hips and medium sized boobs. She looks like actress Anushka Sharma.She had many boyfriends in her past but none could ever get on her yet. She had just completed her M.Sc. Degree n was doing a job as a teacher in a CBSE school. Well…. the story begins… She broke with her BF and was...
A Small Town in IndianaI am driving south along highway 31 headed towards a small town in Indiana. Actually, I don’t care so much about the town I am headed towards, its more about the girl. Its funny how you meet someone online and share so much with her and then find yourself driving towards her. She knows I’m coming, but I don’t really know what will happen once I arrive. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach growing with each passing mile. As I approach the town’s limits, I can feel...
Number one is the only house in the street, which was never inhabited by fishermen. It housed the production and administration of a long forgotten local brewery, and in its present day restored state it contained, until two years ago, the offices and the living quarters of the town's most successful lawyer. A highly respected man he was, and he had to be, or he would not attract business. At the age of 42 he really looked what he was, a successful provincial lawyer. Always well dressed,...
LETTER FROM EISENGRIM TOWNSHIPDear Shoeblossom:Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it’s so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which really, really makes me feel even more naked, humiliated, and excited.?Keep that willy whacking, Fremont, but...
Music Room, Medway High School 1:35 pm, Friday, March 9, 1979 “Mr. Nevins, Ms. Robertson and Ms. Labatt, do you three have any ‘new’ songs prepared, as per our agreement?” Mr. Ballows asked after everyone had gotten their instruments and taken their seats. Because the three of us were spread out in the large music room, I looked down at Sammy, who was sitting in the clarinet section, and then to Lynette, who was one row higher but across the room from Sammy with her flute. Both girls...
Jennifer Carmichael looked at her speedometer when she saw the flashing red and blue lights in her rearview mirror and heard the siren behind her. She had been going nearly seventy-five miles per hour. She slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. She waited a few moments as the small town deputy approached her car and asked her for her license and registration. She handed it to him and smiled.“Do you know how fast you were going, miss?” he asked her.“I guess I was a bit over the...
LesbianMonica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
Monica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
FetishAuthor’s Note: All characters are over the age of 18. **BEEP BEEP BEEP** Mary Beth slaps the off button on her alarm clock and lies back on her bed. She thinks about what all she has to do today. She thinks ‘Yea…First football game of the season…so excited…not…’ Mary Beth gets out of bed and goes through her morning ritual of getting ready for school. Since it is game day, she dresses her 5′ 10′ 135 lb frame in jeans and a school t-shirt with her boyfriend’s number on the back. Mary Beth...
PART ONE Suzi woke up on the morning of her eighteenth birthday with freedom on her mind. She’d been waiting for this day for years, and her parents had been dreading it. She got up, showered, then went back to her room and put on a special outfit: skin-tight shorts, heels, a short white crop top with no bra underneath, and jewelry. She was walking out of her parents’ home that day to start a new life for herself. Ever since her first sexual experience at sixteen, she’d dreamed of having a life...
Group SexIt is our anniversary and I sit naked on our bed. When I awokethis morning I was told to shower and to shave every inch of my body, torub lotion and powder on myself so that every inch of me was soft andcaressable. I have done as I was told; I am very obedient. By now thecherry red polish on my toes and my fingers are dry and shiny. My lips areglossed the same color. My eyebrows are plucked and shaped, my lashescurled, my face powdered, my cheeks blushed, my shoulder-length haircombed. I...
Series 9, Episode 14: Naomi Townsend (45), from Northampton We’re on a dull council estate. Wide streets and rows of 1970s-built housing. It probably looked great on paper, but in reality it looks windswept and depressing. We pan around to face a larger building, no taller, but much wider – a small community hall/library. This week’s host appears, walking around from behind the hall – ripped jeans and a too-tight t-shirt that highlights her impressive round boobs. She totters toward us on...
[Inspired by real events, and real individuals, it's still largely 'fictional' as far as people, times, and places. But I dedicate it particularly to swallow4u! Enjoy!]Dean and I had first come across one another through a web-site dedicated to networking glory holes all across the country, and we'd almost met up twice, but each time he had to cancel for various reasons (the first time had been a bad winter storm). He'd had to cancel two other times after that, and I began to get a little...
Unexpected taboo lovin' at a strip club for women. His theme song, Uptown Funk, was cued up. It was a remixed, longer version of the hit single. The first bit of lyrics blared out.Doh Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohDoh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohHe stepped out onto center stage. “Awwwwright, ladies!” primed the announcer.He was dressed in a navy pin-stripe suit, white shirt, and sky blue tie in bare feet. A 1940’s style fedora was cocked to one side and masked his youthful, handsome face....