Drunk, sixty-nining clown couple copulate, stroke, jizz, slurp: aching flesh spent, they finally hear their cellies' empty threats, fearful whimpers. Mad-gazed clowns turn, leer, face cowering cellies, October slaughter begun: gory grease paint burps. Cops arrive, too...
Roger noticed her immediately. She was sitting on the stool at the corner, sipping one of those fancy fruity drinks. He checked the ace bandage that covered his wrist in a tangled mess and smiled to himself as he approached the beautiful woman. "This seat taken?" he...
From behind, bent over the mini bar? Or ride it like a slow bucking bronco? Do you know how long you have to choose? It isn't forever. I can't wait. Do you imagine me on my knees when you touch yourself? Do you count the breaths until the distance between my lips and...
Resting his hands on the pulpit, he looked out over his congregation. "Not one of you," he thundered, "is without sin." The sound of the zipper was hidden by his voice. Beth's hand stroked his quickly hardening cock, and it was all he could do to keep his face stern....
"I had lunch with Tiffany today." "Have anything to say for herself?" "Only that she's totally humiliated. That spanking you gave her." "We brought her; we explained the rules. She was our guest and that reflects on us." "She only sucked the guy's cock." "With some...
Late customer. Didn't she realize it was Christmas Eve and he wanted to close? Harry set the coffee down. "Anything else?" "I'll try the cherry pie." "Okay. Half price... been sitting there all day. Merry Christmas." "Thanks."Merry Christmas, my ass. What's so fucking...
Fred Grogan tucked the kids in bed and stashed the Halloween candy. Little Freddie and Kate had scored lots of treats dressed as tiny angels. His wife Jean wasn't home yet and he'd figured on that. She said she'd stay for trick-or-treaters but Fred knew better. He...
Samantha's burning eyes remain locked on mine. She kneels, straddling a guy whose dick is up her cunt. Another man sodomizes her from behind. I know they can feel each other inside my wife; I've been there. She's up on her arms, mouth open. The semen the transvestite...
Would Merriam ever get out of the woods? Hours scrambling over rocks had her tired and bleeding. Appeared a green glade, a bridge over a rippling stream, a path. On the bridge stood the most beautiful man she'd ever seen. Tall, dressed in green tights and ruffled...
Stormfront by Sandaidh © 2001 Thunder sounded in the distance. Serene waited. Anticipating. Jona always arrived just before the storm. He was a cool breeze, wrapping itself around her. Kisses sprinkled with the first raindrops. She shuddered. She needed no urging to...