Just one Line.

It would be nice to make her eat me out, of course, but it seems a tad pedestrian, the sexual equivalent of ordering a small coffee when someone says it’s their treat.
 
"FUCKMANDOO!!!" Alex yelped as he somehow dodged the crazed Danish girl's claws as she tried to rip off his face while he was still spiked to Jeanie.

- Freja & Jeanie, chapter 3, 'You're Just Too Nice!'
 
"rubs nice oil into your front but definitely not like seduction"

From a cyber scene in my upcoming AI Challenge story.
 
From "A Karen Gets Her Comeuppance:"

He was trying to formulate a response that didn't involve the words "go fuck yourself," when he felt a sudden hand on his shoulder.
 
'She was willowy enough to weep for. Her skirt was shorter than my attention span.'
 
From my recent Halloween story; because sometimes you just wanna get your character into his own party quickly so you can move on to the true meat of the story:

"Fifteen minutes of hugs, handshakes, and a rousing chorus of "Happy Birthday" later, Johnny found himself sitting by the bonfire with an ice cold beer in his hand."
 
The Bradleys lived in the foothills, in a new Spanish Colonial on a cul de sac in a neighborhood that was a couple of missed irrigations from turning back to dust.
 
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"I want to fuck you so long and so hard and so thoroughly that when you are 90 years old and I am long dead you will STILL remember me, and you will STILL get wet, and your vaginal walls will churn and involuntarily form themselves into the exact shape of my cock."


Ben
 
"She couldn't leave a toy bear with a huge erect toy cock lying around her kitchen."

-- Teddy Bear.
 
"I'M WET! I'M WET AND I'M HYSTERICAL!!!"

- Lisa (after Karen tries to calm her down by fingering her)

(Hat-tip to Mel Brooks)
 
His six foot one inch frame was still fairly muscular, but like a bar of soap after the first few uses, the edges of everything had softened.
 
He pivoted drunkenly and reached out with both hands to grab the melting granite edge of the kitchen island. It shrank from him like a timid octopus and crumbled to sand, floating away, disappearing at last into the rising dark.
 
Rachel added, thoughtfully, "It's much easier to teach a nice person what you like in bed, than to change a prat you've slept with into a decent human being."

(from Homesick Halloween)
 
Jericho calmly stared at the gun inches from his face. "Let me guess, blue eyes, its that time of the month?"
 
From my WIP

"Rhode Island has a lot of history, especially for horror," Zoey explained. "HP Lovecraft lived here, and Poe met his love here."

"Lovecraft died Po', didn't he?" Nate smirked.
 
"You might not believe this, but I've had better offers than 'drug-addicted sex slave.' It's true."
 
"You taste like tonkotsu." She laughed.
"You taste like miso," I rebutted.

...particularly proud of that line :D
 
"You might not believe this, but I've had better offers than 'drug-addicted sex slave.' It's true."

I've got three versions of this line; the one above is the one I like best. The others were:

"You know, drug-addicted zombie wasn't something I was looking to add to my CV."

"You know, drug-addicted sex slave has never been a thing on my bucket list."
 
Pleasure burst inside her when Josephine surveyed the carnage. She was spattered with semen, the nastiness in what she was seeing setting sensations loose within. Josephine was appalled yet thrilled, part-knowing repercussions would follow. Awkward conversations would ensue.
 
“Hey,” added Brenda, “this group already has girl-on-girl, so guy-on-guy’s only fair. Equal rights means equal sights.”
 
I nod, feeling suddenly embarrassed that I didn't think of that. Even my cock hangs its head in shame.
 
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