“It’s finally happening... Come on Christy, take it all… This could be my last ever piece of strange... Deeper bitch... She’ll never find out, how could she…God, her lips look so good around my cock…Where did I set my beer…This is really a bad angle for h...
Christy greeted me as I walked through the front door, “Welcome home, stranger; sticking around long, or just dropping off some laundry for me?” “Good afternoon, both actually. I have to get ready for a big week at the steakhouse, starting with inventory...
Once before time, an up-and-coming creator faced the committee as he defended his thesis, Inventing Humans, Just for the Fuck of It. One observant committee member questioned the motivation this new species would have to breed and multiply. "Mr. God, you...
“Good morning. How are you feeling?” I genuinely asked, as Christy emerged from her drunken slumber, finding me in the kitchen cooking breakfast. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” she snapped back with a precarious look on her face. “Well, you got...
I continued to enjoy the single life. I was twenty-seven years old, making good money in a socially visible position at a trendy night spot, becoming a first-time homeowner, and working through my ever-changing list of chicks to bang with regular success....
The first time I saw her, I knew I’d fuck her someday. She was just my kind of girl. It was early evening at a local dive bar where my name might as well have been Norm, where everybody knows my name. She pranced by our table sporting a short blue romper...
