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Q. What’s better than a rose on your piano? A. Tulips on your organ. story by: Crude Guy

Hell Hath No Fury… Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and poor Derrick had yet to come to that conclusion. He’d get his in due time, Gabby and Jacob would see to that.[…]

Doing Heather Together I really couldn't fully believe it when she actually said she'd do it. I mean, we'd talked about it a lot of times since I first told her about this fantasy I'd[…]

After a very long and stressful week of traveling I couldn’t believe how happy I was to get home and see my bed. I got home about 9:00 that night and all I wanted was[…]

PLAYTIME – CHAP. XXIV – TEARS ‘N FEARS So glad to have him back home again, Mary took her husband to Central City for something special. Putanna told her about something called in the adult[…]

This is my first story ever written. 🙂 Hope you like it The first time I saw him he was in jeans and a baggy t-shirt. He’s crazy curly black hair seemed literally uncontrollable. He[…]

CHAPTER 17 Alisha was up early Monday morning, and having finished breakfast and feeling really good, she was headed out to the ranch. Her cell phone rang. She looked at the Caller ID and saw[…]

Come on you mother fuckers – strip me bare: right here on your altar of bigotry. Cruelly mutilate my mother's breasts, doing your best to ensure I'll never enjoy succoring my children again. Come on[…]

Anna's sweet voice was barely audiable. I had just fallen asleep but woke up to see what she wanted. Her eyes, normally large and full of life, were drooping. I asked. Anna was my roommate,[…]

Alex Davis December 19 at 2:29pm ok Takato was walking through the wood taking a short cut home from school. He had been walking maybe fifteen minuts when he came apon a wounded animal. AT[…]

Morning Surprise part 4 Sunday morning, I woke with a slight headache. Too much to drink. I normally spend Saturday night at the police club; I have a couple of pints with my mates, sing[…]

Angie (pt2) He looked down at his daughter, passed out, and tried to grasp what she had said before she passed out. Not thinking with a clear mind, he shook her back awake, and asked[…]

“A Young Teacher” By Blueheatt high school, I was doing ok with a few girls, but I found I loved the challenge of getting in their panties the fun part. After I had fucked them,[…]

In the dim light of the dingy basement, unkempt and dirty fingers moved a computer mouse on its mat, and as he clicked, words sprang onto the screen before him. A blue glow from the[…]

In the Library? (An absolutely true story) In 1964, I was 17 and a freshman at Illinois Institute of Technology. I was not doing particularly well in my studies even though I had graduated top[…]

Mixed Metaphors IV As Tony departed in a cab, Rebecca assigned herself to the drudgery all women hate. She was shopping, but not the type of shopping she did for hours, and then came away[…]