Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories NEW RELEASE
Life’s What Happens When You’re Fucking Other Things: Episode 1 (Jeremy’s Life) by Luca Satana
Life’s what happens when you’re fucking other things. And this is Jeremy’s life…My mom sucks – big time. And that’s why you gotta get in line to see my mom.
Life’s what happens when you’re fucking other things. And this is Jeremy’s life…
Popularity is a two-edged sword. I mean, sure, it really rocks my mom is so popular. And yet, it also really sucks – big time. Not unlike my mom sucks – big time. And, just about anyone who walks through the door. Literally. And if your mom does crazy shit like that, it’s kind of inevitable she’s gonna be ridiculously popular, and, by association, you’re gonna be ridiculously popular. And that’s my mom. In a nutshell. And that’s why, no matter who you are, even me, her own son, you gotta get in line to see my mom.
Excerpt:
When I opened my bedroom door, per usual, I was greeted by a long line of men stretching all the way down the hallway, making it nearly impossible to pass. And, much to my regret, the first man I happened to lay my eyes on was, of course, my high school principal Mr. Hayes.
“Jeremy,” Mr. Hayes said, all serious.
“Hi…” I said, just wanting to piss, or, now, maybe vomit, too.
“Tell me. This morning, when I get to the front of the line, I’m not going to be disappointed, am I?”
“Well. That depends. Are you here to come in my mom’s mouth?”
“Yes. How’d you know?”
I was incredulous, as I looked ahead at the glut of other men currently occupying the hallway. “I don’t know, Mr. Hayes. I guess I’m just clairvoyant.”
“Ah, that’s funny.”
“Yeah. That’s me. Funny,” I said, mostly to myself, as I tried to make a run for it, to maybe maneuver up the line a bit, but I couldn’t, as my principal took hold of my arm, not unlike he might do if I was trying to run through the halls at school. What the fuck!
“I’m not sure if you are aware, but I’m here almost every morning,” Mr. Hayes said, sounding almost proud of himself, or like I might be able to find him a punch card to punch out for all his frequent visits. Man, this guy was aggravating.
“So, I’ve heard,” I just said, looking away and rolling my eyes.
“Like clockwork.”
“Yeah?” I wanted to bash my skull in, or, better yet, my principal’s skull in.
“However, yesterday, I had to come in your sister Brianna’s mouth.”
“I’m so sorry. That must have been so terrible for you, Mr. Hayes.” I glared ahead, wishing he would just drop dead already.
“I made do.”
