"In a Hole in an Arse there lived a Fockit..."
In a Hole in an Arse there lived a Fockit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet Hole, filled with the ends of turds and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy Hole with nothing about it worth eating or...
"What will happen to Jill Bates now?"
The sun has barely risen this wintry Sunday morning, and fog swirls across the path and canal outside the front door of Claire’s Cunt Kitchen.“Brad, shut the blinds, will you?” calls Claire from deep within the bowels of her kitchen....
"It is 2051. Claire and Bradley have graduated from the Royal Academy of Fucking, and are now running a bijou café in Cuntden Market."
This two-part “Christmas special” follows on from the conclusion of Alison Goes to London – but it can also stand alone.It is 2051, and under the “Enlightenment”, Europe is ruled by Pleasure, and love is eschewed. Claire and Bradley have...
"Man's anus improves neighbor's sex-life."
Braxton leaned over the tub, reaching inside with a crumpled piece of toilet paper. He wiped over the holes of the round silver drain cover, extracting some human hair, along with the remnants of his latest load of jism.Some brown...
"Two Pussies, one tongue. Life is good."
She was beautiful, in her own way. She didn’t have that classic beauty that turns heads or commands the attention of a room full of people upon entering. For Connie, it was more the clean poetic beauty, features like those...
"... and all things nice ..."
The honeyed one speaks, dripping nectar with every syllable, oozing sweet seductive nothings which captivate me according to her every whim.The puckered one – perhaps no bitch, but certainly too often unkempt and neglected – blows a jealous indignant raspberry.Determined...
"It is 2050, and Alison Bates travels to London to study at the Royal Academy of Fucking."
“Fucking or Non-Fucking?” asked the lady behind the ticket counter.“Fucking, please,” replied Alison confidently.“First Class or Shit Class?”“First, please.”“Two-berth, four-berth, or seat?”“Uh… what’s the difference?”“Well, it’s a long journey, so frankly, if you’re planning on doing any fucking, I would...
"Godmother starts to see her godchild in a new way."
Diana couldn't believe it. That thing she was looking at was semen. Her godchild's semen. She remembered Lauren, her best friend from college. One of the best looking women she'd ever seen. She remembered the four years they had spent...
"Laura's initiation continues, and is succeeded by a delicious dinner, and some juicy information."
Laura sighed, and looked around her, post orgasm. La petit mort was also la petit renaissance, and post climax everything looks different from the moment before. She distinguished more features in the women who had been pleasuring her, and wondered...
"Laura goes back to NJ and prepares for her initiation, which turns out to be very climactic."
Laura took the ferry back to New Jersey more than an hour later, having walked all the way instead of taking the bus. She’d stopped on the way to get herself a chocolate chip frappe and some water from a...