STAVE 1 - The Party Sheena first spied the mouthwatering Vince Carino at Zach's birthday bash, a party she had been reluctant to attend. “You’ve turned into a boring lump, Sheena," the possessive Marion chided. "Parties are fun! Zach invited some bikers. Who knows? Rival gangs might trash the place. There could be a big fight." Sheena was frank with her. "I hate those things," she insisted. "Noise, smoke, grab-ass biker t...

After the intense orgasm that sent my cock twitching with pleasure, I could barely contain my desire to cum again. As my sister's warm mouth engulfed me, it was clear she wanted more of this protein-rich delicacy for her workout. I couldn't resist her pleading eyes and insatiable appetite for my seed, so I obliged. The following morning, as I sat at the breakfast table, sipping my coffee, my stepsister sauntered in, weari...

Eva scooped squished pumpkin flesh and cum from her cleavage, slurping it from her palm as she surveyed the village hall. Naked bodies lay tangled in satiated sleep amongst a chaos of demolished cakes, broken jack-o’-lanterns, and abused prize-winning vegetables. Jingling bells drew her gaze back to the grey-haired lady between her legs being enthusiastically serviced from behind by a hairy Morris dancer. “Oh, Reverend!”...

In case you may ask, I woke up a few minutes ago. It's dawn here on the island so it's still dark outside. The sun doesn't rise until around seven later. Going back to sleep again is something I won't do anymore as I've done a wake-sleep cycle several times last night. I'm tired but feeling good. Oh, so good! I won't tell you why. The water here won't freeze my ass. I was thinking of sneaking out for a quick skinny dippin...

“Welcome to Bimbo Burger, Home of the Best Bimbo Burgers, Can I take your order?” Ralph stared at her glossy pink lips as she smiled at him. He had thought this place a myth, but there she was, topless and perky in all the ways. Vacant, bimbo eyes blinking at him like a doll. Her nipples were as pink as her hair and her lipstick. Her eyes looked like someone painted her eyes blue. She was the most Doll-like person he’d ev...

I woke to see Sadie’s bare olive-brown back walking out of the door. It shone in the moonlight. I thought she was on her way to the bathroom. When I woke again, sometime later, the bed was still empty. I then remembered that her stepbrother, Jack, had come for the weekend for a conference and, of course, he stayed with us. His flight had been delayed so it was late when he arrived. Time for him to take a shower, a quick d...

Awakened peckish at dawn, I was surprised to crave Tex-Mex food even if I haven't tried it. My Mexican and Texan new roommates heard me muttering to myself in the hallway to the kitchen. "We have two burritos left." I presumed they offered. "Can I have you?" I asininely asked. They raised their eyebrows in confusion. "Can I have two?" I rectified my greedy self. They switched raising the other eyebrow. "I want your burrit...

My newly-hired, world-class chef wanted to know my culinary expectations. As a good lady boss, I let him have a food tasting. "I want food served in my devourment room," which means anywhere I feel like eating or being eaten. "Appetizers must be insanely mouthwatering so, that once it starts, stopping is impossible." My knickers would have been soaked. "Main courses must be worthy of a constellation of Michelin stars from...

Sean and Salwa sat at the table in the hotel room enjoying their steak dinner. Bloody and tender, their thick cuts of rump stained the plain white dishes with every delicate slice, almost as a recurring motif of their wild animalistic behaviour since the flight cancellation. Every so often, Salwa's foot lifted from the cool tiled floor and raised it like a charmed cobra before rubbing slowly onto Sean's calf. Clearly, the...

CUNT IS A CONCEPT! proclaimed a banner, in gaudy capital letters. A WOMAN’S RIGHT TO COCK! demanded another. FUTA RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS! announced a third. And a fourth posed the existential question: ASSIGNED CUNT AT BIRTH…? “God, look at them,” sneered Gaia, as she stood by her window watching the crowds demonstrating up and down the length of Harley Street. “always thinking they’re entitled to more! Do you know, I ha...

Everything about Lilith makes you uncomfortable. The way her single red eye glares at you, how she clenches her cigarette between her teeth, the pistol hanging conspicuously from her hip... For a governmental agent, she doesn't make you feel very safe. She's standing in the house's kitchen, smoking out an open window as you blearily make your way down the stairs. You had a fairly rough night, what with your dreams being p...