"The greatest story ever told, (not)"
It was a dark and stormy night.Debbie left cheerleader practice in a rush, only having time to slip an anorak over her St Augustine College cheer-squad uniform. She scurried through the wild winds and rain, not wanting to be too...
I’ll never learn, heavens above,Done it again, fallen in love.Couple, throuple; they’re so last year,We’re polycules, a square my dear. Jess really was a bit of a whore,Everyone called her pussy galore.A while since she’d worn knickers,Easy access for her harem...
Maria tongue kissed me - so much for no PDAs.My girlfriend, Natalya, stepping into the fruit and vegetable shop, saw my tongue swirling in the other woman’s mouth.“You fucking bitch,” Natalya said. “You said you’d give that slut up, Annie.”“What?” Maria said. “You...
She’s sex-on-legs; so, of course, she plays the cello. It’s all about that hourglass shape. Add the facial ecstasy, the poise, the curl of the back, the lunge – and bingo. After all, music critics think with their dicks.Jade’s pretty....
Jessica beat me to the draw when she fucked Emma and Laura. One close call; I actually tasted Jessica’s pussy honey when I first kissed Emma.We’ve often hunted as a team; a gin together, before cruising the club for fresh...
"'We all touch the flames at least once to prove they're hot.’ - Richelle E. Goodrich"
The unctuous sales pitch droned on and on; the view’s fantastic, the location amazing, nothing like it on our books, yadda yadda yadda.Seething, a sarcastic ‘shaddap your face’ nearly escaped, for cloying words don’t suck me in. Those pristine silica...
"“In our darkest hour, the Gods imbued five heroines ..." Percales, History of the Pergamon People"
My life’s flame is flickering; that candle has burnt brightly, but the wick nears the end. And when I, Ana, the last of Percales’ so-called heroines enter the afterlife, then, my friends, then what will you remember of us?Percales has...
"“Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently,” Henry Ford"
Continuous pulses rippled through the oozing folds of my hungry quim. The Sybian2400’s pleasure waves, on my favourite intermittent setting, had already wracked my body and wrecked my g-spot.Greedily going for more; the dildo hunted and corralled another round of...
Shimmying up the tree, scrumping on my mind. Eve’s scold scuppers my plucking fingers. My boyfriend skedaddles, I slide down to earth.Surprisingly the orchardist’s daughter proffers ripe fruit, suggests I snag a bite. Masticating, juices seep down my throat.Sliding down her...
"“If everything seems under control, you're not going fast enough,” Mario Andretti."
Mum was right, his blaze was sweet; but, for fuck’s sake, calling him, Sugar, was character assassination. Even as a gangly foal, his face screamed white lightening.In utero, he was my mother’s horse, but the devil-may-care fire in those newborn...