Tag: Fiction

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six

by Balls Malone contents  read part five The location for the swimsuit edition shoot was truly lovely. Hedda had always been useless at place names, so she had no clue what any of it was called, but she was very taken with it.The place was secluded; hundreds of kilometers up the coast, where the sandy … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six →

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five

by Balls Malone contents read part four Hedda was sitting down to another of her lunch dates with Rupert Cornelius, acclaimed glamour and fashion photographer. They were seated in the patio of Maurice’s Grill, under the pleasant shade of palm fronds swaying overhead in the warm breeze.Hedda was very pleased. Maurice’s Grill was just about … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five →

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part four

by Balls Malone contents read part three In the club still. The Purple Onion. Hedda was dancing with Lance and fellow model, Ariana. Rupert Cornelius, acclaimed glamour and fashion photographer, was hanging back in the cut taking pictures with his phone, watching them get frisky. After some time, all four of them were together in … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part four →

Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part three

by Balls Malone contents  read part two Hedda eased back into the Mercedes' well-worn, custom leather front passenger seat and let the warm, night sea air bathe her through the open window. The joint she had just shared with the car's other two occupants was sitting marvelously with the light dinner she had allowed herself. … Continue reading Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part three →

Hedda & Lance: a Love Story – part two

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 →

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 →

Reading List

I normally shy away from recommendations, since I feel I have no right to tell anyone what to do with themselves, even to the extent of how to entertain and/or enrich themselves. But since I'm generally so liberal with my notions of what sucks, I thought I should expend a little more effort in rendering … Continue reading Reading List →