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Eating forbidden fruit

For the critics: This story is not for you, so if you have nothing to say that will help me write better then shut the fuck up. To my loyal fans, sorry about the long wait. I’ll have number six of my Best Friend’s Sister series up as soon as I can get my hard drive working again.

Hong Kong Dong

On a business trip to the Orient, Joe decided to spend his last night having wild sex with a Geisha Girl. Upon returning home three weeks later, he noticed a very weird green, festering sore growing on his Penis.
He went to the doctor, Dr. Jones, who, after hearing of his Orient trip and extracurricular activities, told him he had Hong Kong Dong and the only cure was complete amputation. Joe was horrified, and decided to get a second opinion.
Joe contacted Dr. Smith and showed him the green growth. Dr. Smith said “I am sorry but Dr. Jones is correct. We must amputate right away.”
Joe could not accept this. His friend suggested that he visit an oriental doctor. They must deal with this all the time. He went to Dr. Chu Wong.
Dr. Wong agreed with the diagnosis of Hong Kong Dong, but said “These Amadican Doctors – so quick to Chop Chop Chop. Amputation not necesally.”
Joe was relieved.
Dr. Wong said “You wait three weeks and it fall off on its own.”

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 03 of 15 Dinner and a Show

Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM’s very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM’s Club. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own. In Chapter Three, Evelyn begins her meal at this very special S&M club.

discovering I am gay 4

As me and Leon was talking he got some cleaning solution out of the medical box in the bathroom. I sat down on my bed as Leon patched me up I turned to face Leon and said “Why does it have to be me that’s gay?” Leon started laughting at me and said “Blake it’s not like we are specially selected.” I gave Leon my smug smile and said “I know that smart ass.” Leon looked at me and smiled so me and Leon got undressed and got into are beds. I asked Leon “How did you deal with coming out?” (I spoke to Leon and he said it’s totally cool me telling you this) Leon took a deep breath in and showed me his left arm that had a few scars from deep cuts wounds and said “I did’nt deal with it very well at all.That is why it is such a big deal for me to help you though the coming out stage.” Anyway after that we talked a little more and went to sleep.
The next morning we woke up and I got out of bed. Leon looked up at me and said “Umm Blake you don’t wear boxer shorts to bed. remember?” I looked down and noticed i was fully naked but I did’nt really care all I said to Leon was “It’s not the first you have seen and I bet it won’t be the last” So we got dressed and ready for the day ahead of us.When we was ready Leon said to me “So when am I going to meet this guy?” I stopped dead in my tracts and said “You want to meet Mckenzie?” Leon looked at me and said “Sure I do” I looked at Leon for ages before I responded and said “Why do you want to meet him?” Leon said “Because I go home in like two days and I can’t give advice on a guy I haven’t even meet yet.”
So after breakfast I went to college and Leon went and did some shopping (I think) Anyway after College was done I came home with McKenzie and introduced him to Leon he said “Not bad for a British guy” Mckenzie looked at Leon and said “O wow your American. What state are you from?” Leon looked at him for a few seconds and said “I’m from Los Angeles California, Anyway I have something for you guys” I looked at Leon with a strange look on my face and said “What do you have for us?” “I have two dinner resivations at The Plough restaurant for you guy tonight at 8” Leon was saying this with a massive smile on his face however I did’nt know if I wanted to punch him or hug him so anyway McKenzie left and it was just me and Leon in my house. I turned to face Leon and said “What are you doing?” He turned to face me too and said “Well your finger wasn’t doing the walking someones had too.”
So 8 O’Clock came round very qucikly and I was already at the restaurant sat down at the table. A few moments later McKenzie joined me at the table. We just barly got talking when a waiter came over and said “This bottle of fine wine was reserved for you” After he said that me pour us both a glass and said “Compliments of Mr Sparkler” Before I had time to correct him the waiter had gone. So me and McKenzie had a great time at the meal it was so much fun. When the bill came the man said “Mr Sparkler has paid the bill sir” I corrected the man and said “Thats Spencer” the waiter said “my apolagize sir”
so me and McKenzie got into my car and I drove him home. On my way to McKenzie house I kept thinking should I give him a kiss goodnight and am I ready to do that. The thoughts kept going though my head until I finally arrived at his house. McKenzie turned to face me and said “I’ve had a great night” and I did it I leaned in and kissed him on the lips it was a proper real man to man kiss and I loved every second of it. When we was finished kissing I did’nt have anything to say I believe I’ve just told McKenzie all I had to in that kiss. McKenzie smiled at me and said “Wow, I wasn’t exspecting that” I smiled at him and said “I did’nt think i was going to do it to be honest” Mckenzie looked at me and said “I’m glad you did and Tell your friend thanks for the meal”
So I drove off and I felt so amazing it really hard to exsplain. When I got back home Leon was waiting up for me and when I walked thought the door I looked at hime and said “Thank you” Leon looked at me and said “It’s cool like I said it really does get better once you accept it” so for the rest of the night me and Leon was talking about what had happened at the restaurant and how nice the meal was ect. Leon and I went outside for a fag (it means a different thing in England it means a ciggarrette) After we did that we came inside and had a few drink that turned into me going to the local shop to go get some more. Me and Leon ended up going to bed so drunk it felt like my bedroom was spinning around at 100 mph but we paid the price in the morning. When we woke up we both looked as bad as each other but thank goodness it was the weekend and I could get over it and be refreshed for meeting McKenzie on the Monday however my plans did’nt turn out that way. I got a call on my phone and it was Lizzy calling so I answered it and she said to put Leon on so I did. Leon got one the phone and said “Hello” Lizzy said something and Leon said “To be honest with you Lizzy I never really liked you in the first place”
to be continued

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Unwanted attention – Chapter 10

This is a story of how it all began for me at an early age. It starts slow and some chapters have more action then others but honestly, I feel that those are the more interesting ones. I suggest that you read them in order as to fully enjoy them. Please let me know how much you liked them and maybe even how it made you feel. I know it made me all wet writting it and had to stop multiple times for obvious reasons. Please feel free to check out my picture gallery. Enjoy!

Stan’s replacement

It has been several months and Kim’s hunger for another guy to fuck with us was getting her depressed I knew I had to find some one soon

Motel Week Ending 2

Although this story can be read on it’s own, it is recommended you read the story ‘Motel Week’. The last story left off with a few possibilities for a conclusion. Here is the second of two possible endings. Neither ending would be considered the ‘True Ending’ just read them both and pick which one you like better. Both however; would be considered happy endings.

Fucking My Teachers Part 1

Hi everyone, fictional story about a schoolboy who enters a new school year and ends up getting into positions of power over multiple teachers, other friends, schoolgirls and teachers will be introduced in future chapters. My first work in quite a long time, please comment on any improvements or things you would like to happen in the future, and also check out my other 3 stories. There will be more coming in the Harry Potter series too shortly. Hope you enjoy 🙂

The Grave Protrusion

Emiru sensed the cumulonimbus looming menacingly, far overhead, as he jogged home from the library on the far side of town. The shadow of the impending storm seemed to chase him, possibly intent on ruining the pages of the strange occult tome he had picked up; or on causing his makeup to run and soaking his nice ‘goth-loli’ dress, which he had incidentally been wearing in public for the first time. This is what he gets, he thought, for having wasted so much time at the library, skimming through the obscure grimoire and childishly incanting all of the most ‘evil’-looking contents in quick succession, putting on a show for the extraordinarily superstitious patrons crowding the ‘theology & occult’ section.
The light of the sun was almost completely blotted out, though the time must have been high-noon; the roaring of thunder danced on his nerves, and a stealthy trickle had already gained on him. The drizzle, slowly increasing in heaviness, relentlessly assailed the inexpensive yet precious materials he wore–he had no choice but to go through the oft bespake ‘creepy cemetery’, always a sure shortcut to any urgent destination.
Lightning streaked across the dark, oppressive sky, and the rain increased drastically in severity. Emiru finally opted to hold the damnable book above his head, shielding his proud, finely-treated locks from nature’s ravages. He knew where the cemetery was, and he had it on good authority that it was indeed the shortest route to his house, but the weather was disorienting–and not just the weather, but something vague, beyond the grasp of coherent thoughts, lurking in the thick atmosphere and watching him. Perhaps it was all in his head. He tried to pick up the pace, though his cute, black pumps were hindered by the swelling mud all around.
Before he could see it, he rammed through the antiquated iron gate, subsequently losing his footing and landing on his buttocks. Enraged, he sat there cursing the skies; for his skirt had lifted on the fall, exposing his pristinely white panties to utter ruination by muddying. He regained his footing with a quivering pout, indicative of a piercing sob being suppressed. The feeling of the mud-soaked undergarment caressing his sensitive bits was unbearably repulsive, so he walked in a discomforted crab-like fashion over to the nearest tombstone–’Father Ambrose B. Nelson: Served the Good Lord 1934 – Infinity’, it was thus inscribed–on which he sat, and proceeded to slip off his panties.
He tossed the soiled article into some gnarled tree branches far out of reach; then standing up, he took the opportunity to survey his surroundings and ascertain the correct path home therefrom. The cemetery he at last found himself in featured a sparse population of tall, twisted trees, overlooking the myriad of necrotic denizens resting beneath their gaudy gravestones. There was a surprising absence of flowers, grass or shrubbery, too. He looked back the way he came in, and he could see that the gateway was sandwiched between towering walls of faux-cyclopean masonry, which stretched all around the burial ground, protecting nothing.
The rain, as it happened, was subsiding–but the book Emiru held was far beyond non-returnable; pages stuck together and ripped like toilet paper as he even attempted to open it, so he tossed it as well. It appeared, then, that he no longer had any reason to be in a hurry. He decided to muck around the graves and entertain himself with the sometimes amusing inscriptions.
Perhaps an hour went by, spent giggling at fake-looking names, over-elaborate stone shapes and miscellaneous engravings; erratic sprinkling remained, but he had worried over his hair enough for the day. Upon circling a particular tree, however, his sense of direction became totally displaced. It was an odd feeling, nauseating and dizzying beyond description; and as he wobbled, he could swear that his surroundings underwent a subtle, malicious warping. When he eventually righted his vision and could once again walk straight, everything looked the same as before–but he was feeling rather uneasy, so he started in the direction homeward.
That’s when he beheld the ghastly protrusion from one of the burial plots. It was pale and fleshy, resembling a large mushroom in some respects; but also horrifically elongated, reaching slightly higher than most of the tombstones, and it tapered to a craterous tip at the tallest point, secreting a viscous, yellow fluid therefrom. Emiru looked upon the thing with bewilderment. It exuded a profoundly sweet scent, contrasting its grotesque and uncannily phallic appearance.
Emiru got close and leaned over the thing for a better look — it twitched! He was taken aback by its clear reaction to his proximity, but as if on reflex, he clutched it tightly in his right hand. The surface of the protrusion was a bit slippery–it was coated in its strange fluid mixed with rain droplets; and embarrassing thoughts entered Emiru’s head at that moment, so he could not help but begin jerking the phallic fungus as he would himself. Anon, it pulsated and spewed a smattering of the honey-like substance onto his pretty face.
He became incredibly aroused; his penis was already struggling under the weight of his skirt, and he wondered if the thing would taste as sweet as it smells. With the tip of his tongue, he tasted it, and his best expectations were surpassed; for the strange cemetery phallus was, in fact, the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. He proceeded to lick its length upwards, and slurp the golden nectar at the tip, which appeared to be the source of all that appealed to his senses earlier. Gulping the profuse excretions, he shivered with delight and reached behind himself with one arm, thereafter thrusting a finger into his ass; and he continued like this, massaging his prostate as he fellated the obscene protrusion from out the grave, encroaching beyond a half-hour.
By this time his anus, from which he had just removed two fingers, was quivering expectantly. Emiru wanted the thing inside of him; and he took a break from suckling the aromatic fluid so that he could try with his ass. He gripped it tightly in his hand and turned around, leaning forward and pulling it toward his opening as he backed onto it. His dick spat a minute quantity of pre-cum as soon as the protrusion touched his sphinctre, and the thing slipped in rather easily. Once he could retain the tip, he backed up a little further, pushing it well into his rectum. His heart-rate increased, and he was hornier then than ever before.
Emiru pushed off and on the slippery outgrowth ad infinitum, unable to stifle his orgiastic moans as hard as he tried–he had ejaculated all over the place; and after several minutes of fucking, the fungal phallus had become so well-lubricated and soft, that Emiru could take it in to its very base, where his buttocks met the soft soil. The thing appeared to have gone limp, having ejaculated sufficient ichor into his digestive tract. He stood up and it slipped out rather easily, falling in a slight coil onto the ground, though it twitched and one could tell it was slowly re-engorging.
He had enough excitement for the day, after all. He looked himself over, making sure he showed no obvious signs of having spent upwards of an hour sitting on a necrotic, honey-squirting dildo, and from there he jogged home. It was far easier to determine the direction he had to go now that the weather had cleared up, even though dusk had arrived.
His family was in the dining room having the last meal of the night together, though they didn’t seem to take note of him as he crept up a flight of stairs to the bathroom, where he proceeded to inspect himself in the mirror. He was a bit disconcerted by what he beheld in the glass; his eyes were ridiculously blood-shot, and they appeared to be larger than usual, with a somewhat alien aspect about them. His nose, also, was running some disgusting yellow snot straight to his lips.
Suddenly, he suffered an intense stomach cramp right before the mirror. It felt, actually, as though something was moving, tearing at him from the inside. He lifted his skirt up to his neck, exposing his belly and uncovered genitals, and checked the mirror for any clear abnormalities… Abomination of abominations! His abdomen featured a ghastly lump, and it was moving! It poked and prodded, like it was trying to escape, and Emiru underwent indescribably severe pangs. Eventually, a cut manifested at the most prominent area of the lump; bleeding in profusion, coming further agape; and finally, the thing poked out, subjecting itself to immediate identification–a carbon copy of the grave protrusion!
The pain did not cease–like a perpetual stomach cramp of the worst kind, exacerbated by a singular feeling of coldness all over. The cacodaemonical fungus continued to extend, aiming to reach the proportions of its kin or greater. The defeat of all hope was not complete there, however; for Emiru’s airway had been blocked for almost a minute, and at the front of his neck, another lump became apparent, indicating none other than a second protrusion, and his tragically imminent death throes on the bathroom floor.

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Alexander’s confession Journal: Chapter 1

(note, this story *is* fiction. It is just from a realistic, memoir-like perspective. This is also my first ever erotic literature publication. If you are interested in seeing more, please leave feedback.)

The Hotel Maid

I hope you enjoy this I wrote it a while ago for my blog and thought I’d post it on here too.

“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” – 4

“Mountain Girls Have No Rules”- 4
Bella continues…
This here is the part of the story I been a wait’in ta tell. Ben and Amy come up with some new stuff to do, and it was a mak’in Jen and I real horney…..
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Jen marched Amy and Ben in the bedroom a hold‘in that shotgun on them. Jen was a grinn’in and a told them ta git naked.
Now Jen and I may be twins, but I’m an easy go’in girl, but Jen is more of ‘git r done’ kinda gal.
We was a compare’in dreams the other night about Ben. Mine was a good feel’in ta have him on top of me and a hump’in me while I was a kiss’in and tongue dance’in with him.
She said hers was a hold’in him with a shotgun and then tie’in him up. She was a teas’in him and watch’in his cock get big while he was a look’in at her. She liked to force him to hump her real rough like….. where as I like to feel him up, git him a big hardon, then….suck on it and then …put his cock in my pussy and git a big squirt a that white stuff in it.
Now,…. Amy was all growed up. She whispered ta me that Ben was better at a hump’in than her own pa.
I knew right then, we’s gonna have ta share Ben.
Jen had a different way a share’in than I did…but it was excite’n ta watch. We enjoyed a watch’in Amy and Ben a hump’in. It got us all warmed up so we could do our hump’in with Ben. Watch’in Amy and Ben naked was a pussy tingler for us.
Jen come up with what she wanted them ta do to get us all horney. She had Amy git on her tummy and Ben on her back. Amy liked that one caus she said this is how her pa gets her in the middle of the night. Ben was a lik’in it too as he put his cock in Amy’s pussy.
Jen was a like’n this and she got up on the bed all naked too. She put her pussy right up to Ben’s mouth so he could lick it while he was a hump’in Amy. Amy was a groan’in as she watched Ben a lick’in on Jen. She reached up and pulled on Jen’s legs to bring Jen’s pussy closer into Ben’s tongue.
I was a lay’in by Amy a watch’in all this new stuff, and it was a mak’in me real horney. Jen was a squirm’in as Ben was a lick’in on her pussy and a hump’in Amy.
Jen started a pull’in on Ben’s ears and a say’in: “Yeeeee Haw..” real loud. Well…this musta got Amy real excited caus she just pushed her face in with Ben’s and started a lick’in on Jen’s pussy too. I said to myself, I gotta try that….
That got Jen a buck’in like a donkey. Now she was a pull’in on Amy’s ears too. All three a them started a groan’in. I’d never seen Ben hump that fast before….then Ben’s body stiffened up and the girls started yell’in and a shak’in. Amy was a buck’in back on Ben and yelled loud: “Oh Lordy Be!” and bit Jen on her pussy. Jen yelped but she seemed to like it.
Ben felt Amy’s tits and humped her slow now. Jen was a smiling and rubb’in her finger on her pussy. Amy was a slow squirm’in with a red face…I was a rubb’in my pussy caus it just felt to dang good to stop.
Watch’in all this was a mak’in my pussy get all wet. My finger felt mighty good a rubb’in my pussy. I was still horney tho, and so was Jen.
Jen was jump’in around on the bed like a jackrabbit. I looked at Jen and she had that ornery look on her face. She looked at me and grabbed Ben’s shotgun. She said: “Ben, you go lay down on the couch and rest up, we ain’t done with you.” Ben got up a grinn’in and went and laid on the couch. Jen said: “Amy, you roll over and put yer arms and legs wide apart.”
We had never seen a full growed woman with hair on her pussy and arm pits. Jen whispered: (“… let’s play with Amy a bit.”). That was fine with me, we wanted a closer look and her. We kneeled down by her and Jen played with her arm pit hair. I got between her legs and looked close at that pussy hair. It was all fuzzy feel’in on my fingers. There was some of Ben’s white stuff in it.
Well heck, I loved the taste a that so I just started lick’in Amy’s pussy. Amy started a squirm’in when I licked her big pussy bump. Jen was a lick’in her titties now and a feel’in her arm pit hair.
Amy was a little pink in the face, but she was a gett’en over her shyness. I was a lick’in her pussy. Ben could do it the best, but I was a learn’ in. I looked up and Jen had her pussy on Amy’s mouth and was a pull’in on her big titties. I wanted to feel them too, so I went up and Jen and I both felt her big titties. I sure wished mine were big like that. I rubbed my pussy bump on Amy’s pussy bump.
I was get’n a good feel’in doin that. Amy was a squirm’in and a lick’in Jen’s pussy. Jen’s eyes got big and she leaned over and started play’in with Amy’s pussy hair as I was a rubb‘in my pussy on Amy‘s pussy a lay’in on my side. I was a play’in with one of Amy’s big ol titties and a lick’in it. Jen and I was a like’n this new stuff.
Jen was a breath’in hard and she got her tongue right on our pussy bumps. I was a gett’in new good feel’ins in my pussy.
I was a lick’in and a rubb’in when I felt it. A big warm hand on my butt. It was Ben, just a grinn’in and feel’in my body. He started feeling all our bodies. Jen and Amy both started gett’in real excited as we all started feel’in Ben.
* I wasn’t about to pass up getting in bed with three hot girls. They were already all hot and ready to play and fuck.
Amy had got my attention the most. Her pussy was the best I’d ever had. What a body with those big tits and hot legs. She used her whole body when she fucked.
Ok girls, it’s everybody’s first foursome…..

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Property of Devil’s Outlaws (Part 8)

A beautiful 24-year-old Asian girl goes on vacation but gets lost in a small town and quickly kidnapped by a ruthless and violent biker gang. She struggles to survive as they turn her into their personal fuck-toy, beating and raping her constantly.