Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories
Erotica, Especially Incest Erotica, At Its Finest (And Silliest)
Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories: Erotica, Especially Incest Erotica, At Its Finest (And Silliest) are erotic stories told with a little fun and humor. Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories feature titles from Luca Satana and Byzantine Thomas.
Luca Satana titles are vile and incest-laden, filled with mother-son sex, aunt-nephew sex, father-daughter sex, brother-sister sex, and grandson-grandmother sex, just to name a few taboo pairings. Also, don’t be surprised to find lots of cum swallowing, virtually in every story! So, if these happen to be your particular brand of erotic stories, fused with humor on every page, you can’t go wrong with a Luca Satana title.
Luca Satana All-Time Best-Selling Series
Tall Thin Peter Flynn, who was quite popular among his family members, first for being the only boy in the rather large family, and second for possessing, ever since a child, an abnormally long and skinny cock, has finally, to everyone’s sheer delight, turned 18! And right there to celebrate the occasion are his mean and controlling mother and his wild and wide-eyed sisters. In most families, this would be a joyous, yet harmless affair. For the Flynns, well, this was going to be anything but harmless. This was going to be downright hardcore. WARNING: THIS EBOOK CONTAINS INCEST! LOT’S OF MOTHER-FUCKING INCEST! LITERALLY!
Eric Brennan was a handsome 18-year-old young man who really wanted to help his mother. He knew his father was no good for his mother. He was mean. Abusive. Controlling. In fact, the only good thing he ever did for her was fuck her. A lot. Eric knew this from all the years growing up in the house and hearing them going at it. Especially his mother, who was a particularly loud lover.
And so, Eric decided he would confront his mother on Spring Break. First thing he did was pack his suitcase and his mother’s suitcase. Then he took a deep breath and approached his mother.
Sabrina Brennan was a very pretty and very sweet 41-year-old woman. But she needed help. The sad thing was she didn’t even realize it. Not until that fateful day when her son pointed it out to her. Suddenly her eyes were opened. And so, she agreed.
With it already being late in the day, they had to move quickly. Sabrina was surprised to see that her son had already packed her suitcase. She checked it. No lingerie. One of her favorite things to wear. This simply would not do. So, she threw in all her lingerie and skimpy underwear and tried to get her suitcase closed again. No such luck. However, after considerable effort, which included sitting on it, then standing on it, then sitting on it again, thankfully, she was able to do so.
Finally, they were off!
They drove for hours. They weren’t sure what they were gonna do. Or where they were gonna go. So, they drove up to the White Mountains. There, they found a not so nice, but barely occupied, strip hotel and decided to stay. For how long, neither one knew. All they knew was they were alone. Together. Mother and son.
There, they could plot out their next move. And start a life, anew. With Eric’s father and Sabrina’s husband finally gone, completely out of the picture.
I guess I didn’t know what they meant by taking care of Grandma. It’s not that I had anything against Grandma. Quite the contrary. In fact, out of everyone else in the family, my Grandma was the one I always had the strongest connection to. Even if, over the last few years, that connection had somewhat faded. In spite of what everyone might think, Grandma always seemed like a pretty nice person. Pretty fun, too. So, basically, I guess what I’m trying to say is taking care of Grandma wasn’t exactly something I was opposed to.
More than anything, I guess you could say my opposition to taking care of Grandma was, well, the timing of things. This was going to be my last summer at home, and so, naturally, I didn’t exactly want to spend it with Grandma 24/7. I mean, I was 18, now. I had just graduated from high school. After that long boring 12-year haul, I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to go a little crazy, especially if this was gonna be my last hurrah. And that doesn’t exactly describe a stay at my Grandma’s house. I was thinking more along the lines of hanging out with my crazy fucked-up friends. I mean, come August, I was gonna be out of there, off to college, and who knows when I was ever gonna see any of those crazy fucked-up people again?
Ah, whatever. What’s the use. It’s not like anybody else in the family was willing to take care of Grandma. Unlike most of my family members, I’m not exactly one of those selfish ingrate-types. Unlike some people in my family, I actually cared deeply for Grandma. And more than that, I actually appreciated Grandma and the long and interesting life she’d led. Who knows, maybe that’s part of the reason why I always got along with her so well.
So, in the end, I decided to take the bull by the horns. In the end, ultimately, I decided to look at the situation from a whole different perspective, trying my best not to think of taking care of Grandma as a chore, but more like, well, a privilege.
After all, taking care of Grandma wasn’t gonna be so bad. Grandma was pretty cute. And she had a great set of tits. And, from the looks of it, a nice, firm ass, too. So, yeah, maybe taking care of Grandma wasn’t gonna be so bad.
Guy Huffman was a handsome 42-year-old man with blue eyes and dark hair. Average height. Average weight. He was a good man. Fair. Even keeled. And always a good provider. However, sadly, that was about to change, as Guy’s life slowly crumbled all around him.
First, early in the year, he lost his job. Unable to readily find work, Guy had no choice but to go back to school to change his career. Guy was going to have to lean heavily on his wife’s income. As a result, they were having a terrible time making ends meet. So bad, in fact, his wife Wendy had had enough and after 23 years of marriage ran off with Guy’s best friend Charlie. Soon after that, Guy fell into a mental tailspin, unable to do much of anything, until he was in a full blown, crippling depression.
He needed a change.
A serious change.
So, Guy, along with his 18-year-old daughter Megan, on his Aunt Sarah’s invitation, moved up to New Hampshire.
Aunt Sarah was still a very beautiful 59-year-old woman with blue eyes and bright auburn hair. A very shapely figure. She was strong. Independent.
Sarah lived in a three-bedroom farm house on the outskirts of town, with her 40-year-old daughter Heather and her daughter’s husband Tom and their 18-year-old daughter Periwinkle. Although it would be cramped, Aunt Sarah insisted they would make do. And with the cost of living so high in the Granite State, Guy didn’t really have much choice.
And so it began. Guy Huffman’s new life.
In addition to everything else going on in my life, with this being my senior year and having to get ready for college, I also have an alarming amount of homework, baseball, chess club, my job at the hardware store, and all my house chores, and now I have to get my mom pregnant, too! If you ask me, the whole thing is fucking bullshit!
You really have to feel for a young man like Oggy Gobbins. Just 18 years old and he’s already given up on life. Well, can you blame him? Ever since his adolescence, Oggy’s had to beat his meat at least a couple times a day just to keep his exorbitant amount of cum at bey. After all these years, the task is just too great, his cum is just too great, and he’s ready to give up and just let his over-producing cum-filled balls take over. And if that means total cock blockage down below and imminent death, then so be it, because Oggy has decided he is never ever going to rub another one out as long as he lives. So, from now on, if anybody gives a shit, Oggy’s mom, his sisters, and whoever else is around, they’re just gonna have to do it for him, because Oggy has had enough!
Something is definitely up with my mom. It all started when my mom came into my room to wake me up for school and found me with morning wood. Yeah. Embarrassing. But what happened after was even more embarrassing. And now, I think my Mom is in love with my cock.
My mom is really cool. A really great woman. But she’s unlucky. My father passed when I was pretty young. Since then, my mom’s been mostly single, with a few losers peppered in here and there. Now, my mom is working nights. Third shift. She likes it. Especially the pay raise. But she can’t sleep. She’s always been a light sleeper, but adding the fact that she needs to sleep during the day isn’t helping her sleep. So, after trying a million things, pills, reading, eating, anything to sleep, she’s now looking to me to help her sleep.
Luca’s Naughty Bits is a series of short and sweet erotic tales. Some are stand alone stories, while some will be continuations. Eventually, there will be loads of these Luca’s Naughty Bits stories and you’ll be able to grab one or two at a time or go for the whole sha-bang when they’re published in bulk. So be on the lookout for more Luca’s Naughty Bits!
As promised, here are the first two compilations:
Luca’s First Naughty Byte: The First 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
Coming All Over My Cousin’s Belly
Don’t Forget To Put The Icing On Your Sister’s Cake
Sharing My Room And My Bed With Aunt Polly
Little Sister Wants Her Juice
A Sleepover Gone Horribly Wrong
My Mother’s Daily Regimen
Let’s See Who Can Do Their Daddy First
Luca’s Second Naughty Byte: The Second 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
Compulsive Exhibitionist Daughter And What We Must Do To Help Her
If You Take Your Mother To The Prom Don’t Expect To Get Lucky Afterwards
Niece Nervous Before Her Big Date
Spaghetti And Meatballs And My Fiancee’s Mother For Dessert
Showering For Show For My Friend’s Dad
My Sister Gets So Pissed When She Can’t Make Me Hard
Having It Out With My Overly Sexy English Teacher (Part 1)
Luca’s Third Naughty Byte: The Third 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
Just Once I’d Like To Wake Up Without My Mother Blowing Me
Why Does My Weird Cousin Feel Totally Fine Dressing In Front Of Me?
My Mother Won’t Leave The Beach Without Getting Anal
Why Is My Brother Always Sticking Me With His Cute Little Wife?
My Niece Has A Funny Way Of Watching Scary Movies
It’s So Fun To Blackmail My Grandpa And His Big Horse Cock (Part 1)
My Mother Has A Strict Rule About Random Wood
Maybe If My Wife’s Sister Wore A Bit More To Bed She Wouldn’t Be So Cold All The Time
Luca’s Fourth Naughty Byte: The Fourth 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
Everything Is Fun And Games With My Grandma Until…
It’s Best To Let Sleeping Daughters And Dogs Lie
It’s Getting Difficult For Me To Crack Down On My Daughter’s Skimpy Swimwear
I Don’t Mind Milking My Daughter As Long As She Milks Me Afterwards
Man Was My Mother Right About Her Pussy Feeling Way Better Than My Girlfriend’s Pussy
I’m Getting Tired Of Asking My Cousin Lilly To Cover Her Big Tits
Even Though Aunt Helena Doesn’t Have Cable There’s Still Things To Do At Her Apartment
Luca’s Fifth Naughty Byte: The Fifth 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
My Mother Seems To Thinks My Cock Is Her Very Own Personal Space Heater
My Brother’s Wife Thinks Flashing Me With Her Cute Little Ass Is Hilarious
My Wife Was Pretty Pissed To Find Out Our Daughter Was The Superior Cocksucker
My Crazy Mother And Grandmother Want To See Who Can Make Me Come First (Part 1)
My Daughter Is Stealing My Used Condoms Again
My Aunt Took Me On A Hike To The Middle Of Nowhere Just So She Could Try Anal (Part 1)
I’m Totally Cool With Filling In For Mom If She’s Too Busy To Spread ‘Em For Dad
Luca’s Sixth Naughty Byte: The Sixth 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
My Mom Was So Excited About Her Date She Had A Massive Orgasm Right On My Lap
My Mother-In-Law Was Nearly Naked Before She Realized She Was Changing In Front Of Me
Man Did It Feel Good To Finally Come In My Daughter’s Sweet Mouth
Out Of All The Men In The World I Can’t Believe I Was The First To Make My Mother Come
I Only Fucked My Granddaughter To Make Her Feel Better
My Daughter Was Really Thankful When I Went To Her School To Defend Her Virtue
Playing With My Uber Sexy Supermodel Cousin Can Get Way Too Physical Sometimes (Part 1)
When My Mom Got My D&D Guy Leveled Three Times I Had To Show Her My Appreciation
Luca’s Seventh Naughty Byte: The Seventh 8 Naughty Bits Sex Stories which includes the following stories:
My Mother Thinks Anal Is Just Good Healthy Body Upkeep
I Guess My Hearing-Impaired Daughter Would Like To Know Every Square Inch Of My Cock
I Totally Misunderstood When My Sex-Crazed Cousin Asked If I Wanted To Have A Sleepover
I Was Super Happy When My Mom Said She’d Help Me Practice Not Coming
Nothing Calms Her Stomach Like A Fresh Swig Of Daddy’s Juice
From Now On I Refuse To Shave My Mother’s Pussy
My Sister Thinks She Can Get Me Off With All Muscle And No Motion (Part 1)
Luca Satana Newest Series
Tommy Pendleton was a very savvy, very put-together 18-year-old young man. Not your typical 18-year-old by any stretch of the imagination. However, this didn’t mean he wasn’t susceptible to the usual slings and arrows of teenage life, as far as the angst and alienation of high school. And it certainly didn’t help when his mother married some old rich fuck from New England and moved Tommy, midway through his senior year, away from all his friends, what little he had, and put him in a completely new environment. Tommy was not happy. And he was pissed. And he didn’t want to do anything the way he did before. He didn’t really have time, anyway. He just got to this school and didn’t know a soul. He wanted to take a completely different approach to basically everything, especially how he got pussy. And when his mother told him for the umpteenth time how sorry she was for uprooting him away from all his friends and everything he ever knew in life and how she would do anything to help ease his transition into his new school and his new life, Tommy finally decided to take his mother up on her offer. And thus, laid the groundwork for what would eventually become The Mother-Fuckers Club.
For years now, it’s just been the way we’ve done things in my family. One family. One bed. I’m sure, on the outside looking in; it must look strange, or even demented. But after living this way, ever since I turned 18 in 1992, until recently, when I turned 38 in 2012, or even in the future, when I turned 58 in 2032, I can’t see living any other way.
When our sex-ed teacher Miss Mayberry, who was one of those younger idealistic-to-a-fault teachers, said there was extra money in the budget this year so she was taking us on a field trip and bringing chaperones who would essentially be divvyed up and assigned to us as sex-ed partners for the night, I thought this was going to be a good thing. And, on an unrelated note, which turned out to be very related, when my mom, who makes very little money working as a teacher’s aide at my high school, said she was working some extra hours this week and thus making a little extra money, I also thought that was a good thing, because ever since I turned 18, a month or two prior, my mom has been promising to get me a car. The thought never occurred to me that my mom’s extra hours were going to come from being one of Miss Mayberry’s chaperones, or, more specifically, one of Miss Mayberry assigned sex-ed partners. Not until, well, the very second my mom showed up at my hotel door.
If you think it’s hot to have a really pretty – and let’s face it – really sexy lesbian mom, then you’re not exactly mistaken. It is hot. However, when she, one day, say, on your 21st birthday, suddenly turns around and wants to bonk you, possibly ten to twenty times more than she wants to bonk your other lesbian mom, perhaps for the novelty of it, who knows, and even insists, at some point, that you also bonk your other lesbian mom, perhaps for the inclusiveness of it, as a family, well, that’s not hot, that’s downright scalding hot. And time-consuming. And, to be honest, not exactly a very pragmatic way to live. Especially when you have your own life to live. I mean, it’s not exactly easy balancing a masters of business administration program, a highly competitive internship, and a fiancée, who is quite high-maintenance in her own right, with two moms, two high-maintenance moms wanting, needing you to bonk them all the time. But, alas, we all have our lot in life, and this one happens to be mine.
My mom and my sister were practical jokers. I wasn’t. At least not until I came up with a real doozy. Probably too big. Ya see, back then; I lived in a nuclear fallout shelter. In our backyard. Ever since I saw that movie The Day After, you know, that 80’s movie where Steve Guttenberg’s face melts off, due to nuclear fallout. That’s where I lived. And that’s where I stayed. While my mom and my sister, basically, stayed in our house and probably sat around making fun of me nonstop. That was, until my real doozy of a practical joke. They came for a visit, down into my humble abode, my underground nuclear fallout shelter, for a my little impromptu 21st birthday party for me, and after we watched all the Ernest Goes To Camps and played Monopoly and Risk two times each, my mom and my sister fell asleep on my makeshift bed. And that’s when it happened. Earthquake, a pretty big one, too, it was California after all. And that’s when it hit me, my real doozy of a practical joke. While my mom and my sister were still coming to, shaken and confused by the earthquake, I said, as somberly as I could, that it had happened. It had finally happened. Nuclear War.
I know it’s not the best way to sow for peace, but it’s certainly not the worst way. And for whatever part I, or more specifically my cock, played in the unlikely alliance, I’m just glad to see my mom and my daughter are getting along.
Hi, I’m Dresden. I’m not extraordinary. I’m just a typical sort of young man, with hopes and dreams, just like anyone else. And believe it or not, I dreamt up something the other day that made me stop and think, truly think about our society. About what might be working, and what might not be working. Like for instance, the whole thing about how when a boy becomes a man, or when he turns 18 – to get legal on you – his mom becomes his. In pretty much every way imaginable. And that’s what I was thinking. Dreaming up. What if that wasn’t the right way to do things? I actually even thought to myself, maybe someday we’ll live in a world where moms don’t belong to their sons. But, alas, today is not that day.
My mom is a very good mom. Caring. Devoted. But, my mom is also a very bad mom. Overly caring. Overly devoted. Case in point; the time she heard about my active, and what I believe to be healthy, sex-life, but my mom believed to be a blooming sex addiction, which she blamed solely on my girlfriend at the time. Shortly after, my mom started nagging me to come back home for a visit, stressing how lonely she was since, well, basically everyone left her, including my dad some years back. So, feeling a little guilty, I acquiesced, and came back for a short visit.
As far as visits go, things were going as normal, and as boring, as ever. However, when I was ready to crash, and headed upstairs, my mom offered me her bed. Admittedly, it was quite an odd offer, but ultimately, I think out of sheer politeness, I accepted.
When I woke up the next morning, well, I couldn’t move. Literally. Well, most of me couldn’t move.
-Oh, did I happen to mention my mom was an anesthesiologist, a good one at that, specializing in localized anesthesia, able to numb basically any part of the body, while not numbing any other part of the body. What I’m trying to say is, well, I was screwed – excuse my language.
I’m not sure exactly what possessed my mom to do it. I guess, at least the way my mom saw it, if she couldn’t convince me to turn my life around, well, she was gonna have to turn it around for me, by, basically, removing me from it.
That’s all wonderful and good – not really, but now that she had me, and I mean had me, as I was completely and utterly incapacitated, and wholly at my mom’s mercy, after the initial panic dissipated, my one single and solitary question was what the holy hell – excuse my language, was my mom going to do to me?
Myron’s painfully cute and cuddly 36-year-old mom Kitty didn’t like to leave the house. So, she didn’t. In fact, she didn’t even like to leave her room. So, for the most part, she didn’t. Nor did she like to dress. So, except for maybe when she was really chilly and didn’t have a choice in the matter, she didn’t. Nor did she ever have the inclination to get something to eat. So, inexplicably, she didn’t. In fact, the only things she liked to do is lie around in bed or on her sofa, maybe take a gander outside, spend exorbitant amounts of time in the shower, then beautify herself, only to lie around some more, and, almost always, in the midst of any of these activities, Kitty would paw her pussy, and lick her fingers while doing so, which seemed to be her only food source. That is, apart from her well-meaning, well-behaved, loyal to a fault 23-year-old son Myron, who worked tirelessly as a traveling medical records collator for a microfilm company, often away for days at a time, during which he was constantly fantasizing about sex, or even having sex, but never ever coming, reminding himself, and maybe even reminding the girl he was with, usually his extremely sweet and extremely married coworker Tammy, he had a hungry mouth to feed at home, never going as far as to tell the girl he was with, usually Tammy, what he actually had, was a hungry mom to feed.
Maybe everyone else in my family has given up on my mom and her obsession with becoming a star, but I’m not gonna. Not ever. How could someone with all her infectious passion and undeniable charisma not reach stardom? I believe in her. And I believe in her dreams. Even some of her wilder dreams. Like, for instance, this latest one, when it became painfully clear that my mom wants to be a (porn) star.
Byzantine Thomas titles are pretty vile as well, but mostly devoid of incest. Whenever incest does creep up, it’s only going to be pseudo-incest, no blood-relation incest. Like Luca Satana, Byzantine Thomas titles have a lot of cum play.
Byzantine Thomas All-Time Best-Selling Series
Man, you are so lucky to find this little ebook! Why? Well, probably because it’s only the most amazing ebook series ever produced. Welcome to The Amazing Mosely Untreu Sex Guide: For Fledgling Newbies & Accomplished Sex Fiends Alike by Dr. Mosely Untreu along with his small group of assistants: Timmy Johnson, Wally Mammoth, and Connie Cryer. This ebook is chockfull of Dr. Mosely Untreu’s amazing personal accounts with the opposite sex, bringing to light things that you never would have thought about in a million years. For instance, what do you do when your stepdaughter is constantly flashing you with her giant tits? Well, lucky for you Dr. Mosely Untreu knows exactly what to do and you will too after you read this amazing ebook!
Remember, this ebook is part of a series, so be sure to collect them all. Or get them all at once when you pick up the aptly titled:
Upon purchase, you will get every title in the series all in one mega-ebook, plus additional stories as they’re added to the sex guide. That’s an infinite amount of sex stories for one finite price! Along with the anthology, you will also receive a handy dandy index to help keep track of all the stories, bio, characters, character appearances, sub-series, etc. and anything else related to Mosely Untreu.
For those of you who might like to pick up the index as a stand-alone ebook, it’s also available and is entitled:
Other Mosely Untreu Sex Guide Titles:
What Do You Do When A Girl Rises From The Sea, Wet And Shivering, And Starving For Cock?
What Do You Do When You Find A Girl Tied Up In Your Dad’s Basement And She’s Extremely Hot?
What Do You Do When Your Stepdaughter Is Constantly Flashing You With Her Giant Tits?
What Do You Do When Your Wife’s Niece Is Always Naked And/Or Masturbating In Bed?
What Do You Do When Your Pastor’s Wife Is Constantly Complaining About The Lack Of Anal In Her Life?
What Do You Do When A Job Applicant Lists Fellatio As One Of Her Additional Job Skills?
What Do You Do When Your Girlfriend Turns Out To Be The Serial Mall Santa Fucker?
What Do You Do When The Girl In The Skimpy Santa’s Helper Costume Keeps Giving You Attitude?
What Do You Do When A Girl Seems To Only Wake Up If She Can Taste Come In Her Mouth?
What Do You Do When Your Friend Asks You To Fill In For Him With His Wife On Scrabble Night While He’s Away?
What Do You Do When Your Brother’s Wife Will Do Absolutely Anything To Pass College Algebra?
What Do You Do When A Girl Has Trouble Opening Up Unless You’re Fucking Her Nice And Slow?
What Do You Do When Your Neighbor Offers You His Wife In Exchange For Your 1952 Topps Willie Mays Card?
What Do You Do When You Come Like Crazy And The Only Girl Who Can Handle It All Happens To Be Someone Else’s Wife?
What Do You Do When Your Daughter’s Best Friend’s Ass Is So Big You Feel Obligated To Stick Your Cock Inside It?
What Do You Do When A Woman Is Convinced The Only Way To Truly Get Clean Is To Shower In Fresh Come?
What Do You Do When Your High School Guidance Counselor Takes You Into Her Home And Then Into Her Bed?
What Do You Do When A Sexy Christian Authoress Suggests Saving Money By Sharing A Hotel Room On A Dual Book-Signing Tour?
What Do You Do When Your Cousin Is Way Too Comfortable Around You And It’s Driving Your Cock Crazy?
What Do You Do When A Woman Is Starting To Give Up Hope Ever Finding A Nice Christian Man With A 12-Inch Cock?
What Do You Do When A Girl Is Staying Fit By Only Eating Vitamins And Freshly Squeezed Cum?
What Do You Do When Your Mother-In-Law Always Brings Her Skimpiest Lingerie Whenever She Visits?
What Do You Do When A Sexy Little Cocktail Waitress Is Determined To Sit On Your Lap Until You Remember Who She Is?
What Do You Do When Your Best Friend’s Mother Hasn’t Been Feeling Very Sexy And Could Really Use A Pep Talk Or Maybe A Pep Fuck?
What Do You Do When Your Daughter Becomes The Subject In Your Sex Guide?
(Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3)
What Do You Do When Your Wife’s Little Sister Moves In To Help With The Baby And Now Wants To Help With Your Cock Too?
What Do You Do When Your Neighbor’s Daughter Can’t Sleep Without A Big Cock Lodged In Her Asshole?
What Do You Do When A Bible School Student Your Wife Is Hosting Has Got In The Bad Habit Of Blowing You Every Morning Before She Leaves?
What Do You Do When Your Daughter’s Super Hot And Horny Kindergarten Teacher Calls Your Daughter A Bossy Know-It-All?
What Do You Do When A Mysterious Sexy Woman Is In The Shower And She Invites You To Join Her?
It’s a zombie apocalypse and there’s nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide! Unless, of course, you’re Eldon Colquitt, a college sophomore, who hasn’t got lucky in over seven years. When the proverbial shit hit the proverbial fan, Eldon had no interest in running. And saw no reason to hide. That’s because when the zombie apocalypse went down, Eldon was holed up in a sorority house. And suddenly Eldon got lucky. Very lucky!
Weird Sex Tales. That’s what you got on your hands, now. Little Weird Sex Tales. Not my problem anymore.
Weird Sex Tales Titles:
My Girlfriend’s Mother Gave Me A Much Needed Release
My Daughter’s Tiny Little Best Friend Has Practically Been Begging Me To Take Her For A Driving Lesson
Before My Girlfriend And I Were Allowed To Be Alone Together, Her Mother Insisted I Empty My Cock Inside Her Ample Cleavage
Who Am I To Say No When My Super Sexy Health Teacher Really Wants To Practice Her Blowjobs With Me?
It was Thanksgiving. The Kessingers, old and new, were gathered for Thanksgiving dinner. All except for Sara. And Sara’s parents, Ben and Melanie Kessinger, who were upstairs, standing in Sara’s doorway. Ben and Melanie’s hearts sank, as they watched their daughter sleep.
“The poor thing,” Melanie said, full of concern, not yet ready to leave her daughter.
“I know. I feel terrible,” Ben said, shaking his head, as he watched his stepdaughter sleeping hard. “I really do.”
“It was a full-blown TC?”
“Um. Yeah.” Ben shook his head, looking down.
“Oh. Well.” Ben thought about it. “Probably 3, 4 minutes.”
“Wow. The poor thing.” Melanie raised her hand to her face, starting to cry.
Ben moved in to console his wife, wrapping his arms around her.
“What did the doctor say?” Melanie asked, sniffling.
“Well. I guess Sara was off her meds, again.”
“Oh no,” Melanie said, frustrated, breaking from her husband and wiping her eyes. “Why would she do that?”
“Um. I don’t know. I guess the side effects.”
“She should know, whatever the side effects are, they’re better than a grand mal!”
“I know. I know.”
“So, that’s why she’s out of it, her little body’s readjusting to her meds.”
“Yeah, probably will be for a while.”
“My baby’s gonna miss Thanksgiving…” Melanie said, shaking her head and starting to cry again.
“I know.” Ben rubbed his wife’s back “I’m so sorry,” Ben said, tearing up. “I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t wanna leave her,” Melanie said, turning to her husband.
“Everyone’s waiting downstairs.”
“Oh, I just hate to leave her.” Melanie glanced back at her daughter.
“Okay, let’s go,” Melanie said, wiping her eyes, before she took a big breath and exhaled. “Let’s go.”
“Yeah. Okay. She’ll be fine. She’ll be fine,” Ben said, almost to himself, as he looked one last time at Sara while he slowly closed the door.
27 hours earlier…
Can I help it if my girlfriend looks twelve years old? Seriously? What am I supposed to do? And what is she supposed to do? And what are we both supposed to do about everyone fucking judging us all the time? And who’s on first? And who the fuck is on second? And, and, and… well, you get the picture.
Hi, my name’s Billy Hamelin. You may or may not have heard of me. If you haven’t, I’m sure you’ve heard of my Dad, Wallace Hamelin. Yeah. That Wallace Hamelin, the inventor of the Trapper Keeper. Needless to say, after all the success of the Trapper Keeper, we were pretty well-off for a while there, before my Dad got sick and passed away in the mid 90’s. That’s what happens when you decide to have a son when you’re 63. It’s not like I’m mad at my Dad for being so old when he had me. It’s not like you can blame him. He is my Dad, after all. And even though I didn’t get a lot of time with him, the time I did get was pretty awesome, and I really do appreciate it.
By far, one of the coolest, and probably out-there things my Dad ever did for me was on the Christmas following my 18th birthday, when he bought me a sex-slave. Yeah, I told you it was pretty out-there. But, again, I’m not complaining. At the time, I thought I was pretty fucking lucky – excuse my French. And I still do. Especially when I found out who my sex-slave was, well, none other than my absolutely gorgeous and super sexy prep room teacher, Miss Rose.
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Beau (Pronounced Bo like Beau Bridges) was a handsome devil. Very handsome. Probably too handsome. Which is probably why his landlady Nora took such a liking to him. That and the fact he was bad. So bad. Some might even call him Bad Beau. Well, it just so happens that’s exactly what the ladies at the group home he grew up in and all his teachers all throughout his school years used to call him. But he wasn’t bad. Not really. Just free. Extremely free. And when you’re extremely free you tend to rub people the wrong way. Especially the people who would rather you weren’t so free. Like the ladies at the group home you grew up in and the teachers all throughout your school years. And your bosses. Basically, anybody in a position of authority. It seems like the whole lot of them just can’t wait to tear off another little piece of your freedom. Until there’s nothing left of your freedom. Not Beau. Not Bad Beau. He clung to his freedom like a second amendment fanatic clings to his AK-47. And yet, here he was, about to do the exact opposite. Funny how that is. Bad Beau was about to give up a very big piece of his freedom, to none other than his brand-spanking new fiancée Margaret, who, more than likely, once they did the deed, and tied the knot, was going to want the rest of his precious freedom lock stock and barrel. And whatever was left, the pittance, well, that would go to his future mother-in-law Lillian. Well, not if Beau’s landlady Nora had anything to say or do about it. And luckily, for her sake, and for his sake, she did. Luckily, she knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Just the right mix of spells and potions. Of course she did. What self-respecting ex-witch wouldn’t?
Apparently wandering out into the middle of a cornfield in the dead of night and taking out your massive cock, just to let it breathe a minute, and grow and stretch in your hand, and eventually get that much needed release, is like the absolutely best advertising for being abducted by aliens, especially slave-trading aliens who scour the universe in search of various lifeforms to enslave and sell, kind of like house-flipping but without all the fuss of shining that turd-box house you bought, but not too much, just enough to turn a profit, since all you have to do in the slave-trading business, apparently, is catch and release to the highest bidder, and I should know, because it happened to me.
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