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SUMMARIES AND EXCERPTS FROM OTHER STORIES

 

THE PREACHER'S SLUT

The town’s
ultra-conservative mega-preacher obsesses over sexual immorality,
so when his daughter rebels on her 18
th
birthday, she does so
with a bang by seducing the town’s leading self-righteous
hypocrites in an orgy of revenge. Yet sparking a wave of sexual
scandals reveals a secret that her parents have been keeping from
her since her birth, and will bring everyone to their
knees.

EXCERPTS:

"First, I'm gonna swallow your juice, then
I'm gonna beg you to take my virginity. If you haven't made me cum
by my birthday party, the deal's off."

She swallowed the last inch and felt his
pubes tickle her nose. Nothing in the world tastes like clean cock.
Its deliciousness reminded her of the first time she tried Kentucky
Fried Chicken.

He sank his middle finger into her pussy, and
it felt like a toe in a Jacuzzi.

Danny continued thrusting until she stopped
finger fucking his asshole. She collapsed on his lap, spent, her
finger still up his chute. He rolled down the window and a cool
breeze gave him everything he needed except a beer and pizza.

She rode the older man's cock while her new
boyfriend tried to get a digit up her butt without touching his
father's dick. No sooner did he get it in, than it kept slipping
out. It was liking trying to kiss someone on a trampoline.

Success in a man is like youth in a
woman.

As he picked up the pace, her eyes turned
blank as she rode the train to Orgasm Town. Hoo-hoo! She seemed
zoned out on Zen and the Art of Taking Multiple Cocks. When the
orgasm hit her, she arched her back and screamed like a psycho.

They say some men prefer thick thighs, and
some skinny thighs, but most guys want something in between.

Her ankles on his shoulders, he fucking
nailed her to a cross. His father made her cum good, so he had to
make her cum better. He opened his eyes to see Faith looking at him
like he was a fucking God. The sheer amazement and gratitude in her
eyes overwhelmed him. His cock coughed, then coughed again, like
shotgun blasts, each recoil staggering him.

She wanted to get caught. She wanted everyone
to know she was a total slut, a cheap whore, a piece of shit. The
prospect of public humiliation revved her engine like a foot on the
gas petal. If Faith was only happy when it rained, then there must
be a shit storm coming because she never felt better. Walking on a
tightrope wasn't enough. She needed to tempt fate until she fell in
an orgy of public destruction.

"Doctor, the cum you licked from my pussy
belonged to Mr. Stevenson." While the doctor threw up in the
hazardous waste bin, Faith collected her cameras. She had sex with
four men that day. What a great birthday!

From his pulpit, her father condemned sex
outside of marriage and sex not meant for reproduction, prompting
critics to joke that sex is only bad if you enjoy it.

She pushed the older lady on her back and
finger fucked her with surprising enthusiasm. The bitch resisted --
when the fuck would that ecstasy kick in? -- so Faith kissed her
full on the mouth to shut her up. Lucy must have gone ages since
her last orgasm because she lit up like a bon fire.

When it hit, the orgasm took her breath away.
Literally, she could not breathe. It felt like she sucked her nose
up into her face. She had no idea she twisted her own nipples so
hard. Something erupted in her bowels, like a pregnant woman's
water breaking, and she baptized Lucy Fucking Johnson's face with
the sweetest liquid God ever created.

 

THE HYPNO-ORGASM SEDUCTION

Hypnosis can make a woman orgasm repeatedly,
and Dr. Bill Cooper is the master of the art. But Bill has fallen
for a woman with a tragic past, and needs all his skills to cure
her. Every day he uses hypno-orgasms to blow her mind and help her
frigidity. But when he finally has formed the lifemate of his
dreams, his jerk brother tries to seduce her with money. But Bill
will have the ultimate revenge, while giving his lifemate the
world’s greatest orgasm.

EXCERPTS: "I can't masturbate. I'm like a
quadriplegic with a chronic erection."

"Hypno-orgasms are several times more
intense. When a man is over-excited, he cums too soon, but when a
woman is over-excited, she cums more often. So I can not only take
you to the summit, I can take you there repeatedly. It's the safest
sex you'll ever have." Completely stressed out, Emily stared at him
like a cow about to be tipped over. Then he smiled that awesome
smile of his and she fucking melted like cheese on an omelet.

Something vibrated in his pants and it
wasn't his beeper. She hooked him like a fish; he could practically
taste the metal in his lip. In an ironic twist, the hypnotherapist
was the one in the deep trance, and in need of some therapy.

Men cannot fall in love with women they do
not find attractive, and women cannot fall in love with a man they
do not respect.

He covered her tongue with cum as she
continue to bob on his pole, determined to take every pez from his
dispenser. Her tongue must have a Taser attached because it sent
jolts of electricity up his spine. Some of his juice spilled on her
chin, so she scooped it up, sucking her fingers like a chicken
wing.

A man in a suit is like a woman in
lingerie.

"Men get laid by convincing women that they
want more than sex."

"What is the worst thing that has ever
happened to you?" "As a teenager I once fell face-first into a
fresh pile of steaming doodoo. And let me tell you, it tasted like
crap!" She slapped his arm for pulling her leg, but couldn't help
laughing. "On the one hand, it made me appreciate my mom's terrible
meatloaf, which I only thought tasted like caca, but, on the other
hand, it remains the best shit I've ever had."

"I want to nibble on your earlobes." Her
hands flew to her ears and she laughed at how silly she must have
looked, with her elbows pointing at him like guns over the dinner
table.

"I'm getting tits? Do you have any idea how
much that changes a girl's life? Breast implants for a woman are
like a man becoming six inches taller."

That's what they now called it: the Orgasm
Room, because it reeked of sex all day, every day.

Guys who say all pussy is the same are
idiots. Every pussy -- like every love -- is unique. Some may feel
equally good, but that does not make them the same. A man can hate
a woman and still love the sex, but that does not mean his feelings
don't color the experience.

Even before she heard his message on her
voice mail, her legs started trembling. With his trigger words, she
collapsed on the campus lawn as another powerful orgasm shook her
body like a baby rattle. Her body cruelly responded on cue as her
pelvis bucked wildly, saturating her blue jeans. She had no idea
how loud she screamed, but apparently the entire campus heard
her.

He made it his purpose in life to perfect
the art of cunnilingness. Unfortunately, while men prefer feedback,
women expect mind reading. But now her pussy was like a home
security system: once he knew the code, he could make it scream
anytime he wanted.

Her scream vibrated his cock, still in her
mouth, before pounding his ear drums and threatening the windows.
It lasted forever, too. Bill could belch the alphabet quicker. It
struck like a thunderstorm, charging the room with electricity. His
home was not so much silent, as stunned, by her scream.

A dozen pairs of hands applauded. Emily
looked around the yacht to see the entire fucking crew cheering
her. Flattered, she stood up to give them a better view of her
naked body, never guessing she had an exhibitionist streak. Or that
she would now star in an orgy.

Emily turned around and gasped at the size
of the cock. Good thing she didn't look up because that dude must
have had anti-cosmetic surgery cuz nobody can be born that hideous.
Beauty may be in the hands of the beholder, but ugly is universal.
She pushed him into the nearest chair and worked her way down his
pole. God must have awarded this guy a huge cock as compensation
for shortchanging him on everything else.

Richard took close-ups of his brother taking
two dicks at a time while giving running commentary. "I always knew
little Willy had too much girl in him. Look how he tackles that
bait. Take it like a man, bro. Be a good girl and swallow."

The cock in his mouth suddenly enlarged and
Bill realized that he was about to get a mouthful of cum. Terror
filled him. He tried to get up, but the guy banging his ass rested
his weight onto Bill's back, pinning him in place. Two strong hands
gripped his head and Bill braced for a homo's delight. Then the
cock exploded and cum blocked his air passage, forcing him to
swallow. His initial reaction? Not fucking bad. Thick and salty,
like leftover oysters.

Bill, on his back, sucking cum from his
fiancée’s pussy, farted when rough hands spread his legs over broad
shoulders. The bulbous head stretching his sphincter made him
swoon. Once the fucker got his rhythm, the pain turned to pleasure.
Sure, it hurt, but it hurt so good. Bill looked up past Emily's
great breasts to see her sucking off another total fucking
stranger.

Penelope looked Emily over. "Hell, I'd
probably hit that, and I haven't played for that team since high
school." "Really?" Emily asked, suddenly exuding sexuality. "I'm
curious how bi I am."

 

THE FIRST SPACE ORGY

SUMMARY: This hard science erotic story
begins with a blast and ended with a bang. A company has built a
maglev launcher to catapult capsules into orbit, where they have
re-orbited the largest Near-Earth-Object -- the asteroid Ganymed --
around Earth and have turned it into a space port. To promote it,
they select ten lucky newlywed couples to star in the first reality
show in space. Since nothing sells better than sex, a mother and
daughter one-up each other in micro-gravity, from seducing the hot
hostess to taking three men at once to an epic anal orgy.

EXCERPTS:

A man can’t think clearly with his balls
full.

Monogamy is easier after you’ve tried
everything else.

The best predictor of good sex was the kiss
because kissing measures personal chemistry, as opposed to just
mutual attraction.

“Mom, what’s the wildest thing you ever
did?” James answered for her. “Your dad saw her do all six blacks
on the team.” “Mom, did you just purr? James, I think the bitch
just purred. Quick! Scratch her behind the ears.”

“Did you like the taste of jism?” she asked
him. “I wouldn’t pick it off a menu, but it’s better than
asparagus, yet worse than broccoli.” The girl roared with laughter.
“I will never look at vegetables the same again.”

“You bought her tits?” Jasmine asked. “And
the ungrateful bitch still wouldn’t swallow me.” “Buy me tits and
I’ll fucking swallow you!”

“Jimmy has a beautiful cock,” Gina added.
“It doesn’t bend like a banana like your father’s. Look! I have
pictures.”

“I will swallow you every morning.” Now
James was the one who had to cross his legs. “Mom, did this bitch
just purr?” Jasmine asked, reaching over to scratch James behind
the ear.

“You’re gonna be on TV?” Jasmine asked,
clearly jealous. “Oh, I am so going to swallow every pez from your
dispenser.”

Their tongues met and she kissed him like a
Taser. Electricity shot down his spine. Wow! He hadn’t felt this
alive since he lost his virginity. Kissing Jasmine was like biting
into a ripe peach. He drank her like a cold beer on a hot
beach.

“Kissing you is addictive. If you go just a
day without kissing me, I’ll end up in rehab.”

Sucking his cock, Gina had her hand out, so
Jasmine slapped it like they were a wrestling team. “Yeah, mom!
Let’s tag-team this dick.”

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