by Balls Malone contents read part one "Eat my ass, you dirty fuckin slut! Eat it! Lick it out, you fuckin hoor!" Lance Johnson yelled as he pulled his huge cock out of Hedda's sopping wet cunt and pounced to reverse position and squat on her face.Lance and Hedda were finishing up another of their … Continue reading Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part two
Category: Fiction
Lady in Red
There is a lady in the place when I stop in near closing time. She has red leather pants and a bad attitude. Which one led to the other, I wonder? There’s no way they’re not connected. A chicken and the egg scenario I’m determined to get to the bottom of. Leather pants. Man. What … Continue reading Lady in Red
Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part one
by Balls Malone contents “Oh, baby! You know what I love about you, baby? I love the way you suck my cock. I love that almost as much as I love your cunt. And you know how much I love your cunt,” said Lance Johnson, his voice heavy with lust. “I don't... No, put him … Continue reading Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part one
A Touch of Class
by Balls Malone Classy Man is sitting enjoying a scotch on his sumptuous white leather sofa. He takes a sip and smiles at us. Some light jazz starts playing. “You know, there's nothing like a touch of smooth jazz to really loosen me up.” Xylophone enters the musical arrangement. Classy Man closes his eyes and … Continue reading A Touch of Class
Paris
They called her, The Crimson Poonani. Me: Grande Poubelle. Together we saved Paris. Or, rather, the part of it that mattered. It's dead now anyway, killed by its own excesses. Much like our love.
Robot Tears
In the future when the Earth is a toxic wasteland and the descendants of the 1% live in space, toilets are a thing of the past. The Gentle Shitsucker line of robots cleanse and pleasure as they dispose of human waste. With a wide variety of RealFlesh orifice attachments, they can be tailored to suit … Continue reading Robot Tears
Muse Vassal 