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 slobbering at: it was a Fockit Hole, and that means comfort. This particular Fockit – What is a Fockit? Fockits are a Tiny People, just small enough to be able to squeeze into and out of a Hole when they need to, and invisible, indee...

Karen and I were friends from our college days and have been able to sustain a friendship since our college days. We stay in touch and share many things and some secrets of our dark side. One thing we share is our likes and dislikes of men and women. We are both divorced, and Karen is a bit of a slut, and me, well, I am just a horny old lady who needs some loving from time to time. We were at Karen's place one night talki...

The grip on his hair changed from commanding to caressing once he was kneeling between open legs. Hours researching: books, diagrams, porn... nothing compared. His cock grew as he leaned in, inhaled. Mouth-watering. Arousal clung to pink folds, seeping from hidden depths as he was lured closer, the scent dizzying, demanding. His tongue snuck out, sliding silkily through warm wetness and her flavour flooded his senses. A m...

He was told the plant would be here, but so far, no luck. He swiped across some overgrown shrubs with his machete and his boot landed in mud. "Fuck." He tried to shake off as much mud as he could and continued his search for the Viref plant. Suddenly, he came to a stop. He strained his ears to listen to the sound again. There it was. A low moan. He turned left, in the direction of where the sound was coming from. He abrup...

"Stupid fucking car." Tobin kicked the car door shut and looked around for any signs of civilization. Of course, he found none. Not wanting to wait to be murdered, he sauntered off into the strange-looking forest. Every little sound made him jump and he cursed himself every time for being such a pussy. Fuck, he wanted pussy. Lily was a fucking cunt. She cheated her way through New York City and he'd had to give up more al...

Trolley pushing with Stella; squeaking wheels and crash, bang, wallops; her urchin brood running riot. No cash and very little credit. It's a buy one, secrete one operation, with the offspring-from-hell as diversionary tactics. Hubby is hung like a horse and not shy about stuffing her fuck-holes with man-meat and sperm cream. After four kids, she's well stretched out. Buy one, secrete one. Buy one, secrete one. She's got...

She laid her body on the wooden planks of the bridge, soaking up the sun. It was her favourite place, listening to the river flowing underneath her and watching the brothers playing in the field. She had watched them grow over the years into the strapping solid animals they were. She often fantasised about them taking her, fucking her hard on the bridge, making her scream. Alas, it never happened. She wasn’t what you woul...

The girl behind the counter at Victoria’s Secret looked like she could not be more than sixteen, maybe seventeen. yet she filled out the scant Santa’s Helper dress suit with obvious perfection. Christmas red, with fluffy white trim edging the low-cut bodice, sleeves, and the hem of her mini-skirt revealed her young sexuality. Gale almost wanted to take her home as her present to herself. ’Tis the season,' she thought to h...

Chapter 4 The sun was shining as they woke in the morning. Frank moved to get up to go to the bathroom. He tried to be quiet so as to not disturb Jill. As he was taking a long standup pee, Jill came around him and helped him aim his penis. She really wasn’t much help. She giggled and when Frank got done, she pushed him out of the way and unceremoniously squatted on the toilet and began her own elimination process. Frank s...

WARNING: This 'Dear Cum' contains non-sexualised references and descriptions of vaginas. We appreciate this is unsettling and unnatural. Be assured that this is just a brief forray into the world of Medical Science. Vaginas are, of course, nectar oozing flowers of femininity to be worshipped, adored, ravaged, and abused. Their primary purpose remains that of cum receptacle.    'Performance' and 'review' are two words that...