Graybread
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The Chronicles of Harry Butts and Alice Slut Queen.
Harry climbed out of the ten year old used pickup, lunch box in hand. As he approached the door of the small two bedroom house, he pulled his pants up to conceal his exposed ass crack. He opened the door and laid his lunch box on the kitchen table. His wife Ethel had to work a double so she wouldn’t be home until after midnight. That would give him plenty of time to shower and get online.
He grabbed a Coors light out of the frig and headed toward the bedroom. He had started drinking light beer when he couldn’t see his dick past his belly anymore. It hadn’t helped, his belly still hung way over his belt. He sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off his pointed toed cowboy boots, then pulled off the faded red T-shirt, the one with the battery acid burn holes in it, and tossed it on the floor. He stood and undid the brass button on the 52 inch waste band of his pants and let them drop to the floor, along with the shit streaked underwear. He and the Coors light headed for the shower.
Ten minutes later he was out, dropping the wet towel on the floor as he slipped on a clean pair of underwear. He made a stop at the frig to grab another beer before heading to the computer room. He hit the button on the Hewlett Packard and waited for windows to load. He smiled as the naked picture of the young pre-pubescent girl appeared on the desktop. He clicked on the AOL icon.
“You’ve got mail,” the computer said.
He opened the mail box knowing what to expect.
Pudpounder has just replied to a thread you have subscribed to entitled – Missy’s Dream - in the Sexual Role Playing forum of Literotica Discussion Board.
Harry clicked on the bookmark that would take him to the site, then on ‘Home’ and entered his persona name, ‘Prettywoman’, then his password. He entered the SRP forum and found the thread “Missy’s Dream’, opening it to the last post. As he read Pudpounder’s post his four inch dick started to harden. He clicked ‘post reply’ and started to type.
”Oh god Charles, your twelve inch cock feels so wonderful in my pussy,” Missy panted. “Fuck me harder….yes, yes that it, I want to feel it all inside me.”
Missy bucked her hips against Charles’s deep penetration as six or ten orgasms rocked her body. Charles was her dream, the love she had looked for in all of her long and lonely eighteen years. She looked up at him with her baby blues eyes, her long blonde hair flowing on the pillow.
“Charles,” she said sweetly, “put it in my ass now. I want to feel your wonderful manhood in my ass now. Please fuck my ass.”
“Yes baby,” Charles replied, “anything for you. I love you so much my heart aches when I’m away from you.”
Charles withdrew his massive cock from Missy’s pussy, the shaft bulging with pulsing veins. The head glistening with sweet lubricating cunt juices. Missy had never had a cock in her ass before, but she knew she wanted to feel Charles in her ass. She reached up and pulled her legs toward her head, giving him access to her waiting bunghole. Charles placed the slick head of his cock against her pink puckered virgin asshole. His cockhead must have six inches around but with one hard push he entered her tight ass.
“Oh my god Charles,” Missy panted, “that feels soooo wonderful. Put it in all the way, I want all your cock in my ass.”
Harry pushed away from the keyboard, reaching around his belly, just in time to grab his four incher as he stained his clean underwear with semen.
“That should give that young stud something to pound his pud about,” he said as he hit the ‘submit’ button.
Harry drained the can of beer, crushing the thin aluminum empty like a he-man, and tossed it in the wastebasket. He clicked on home and logged out, then logged back in as ‘Women'shope’. Phantomangel had replied to his ‘Dicksucker’ thread two days ago. He planned on giving her what she wanted, ten inches of real man and a load of cum so big it would float a boat.
He thought he’d better check first, and see if ‘she’ was online. She was always good for a quick cum. He opened Yahoo messenger and logged in. He counted, 1…2….3….4
Mystic Believer: Hey baby
Lonely man: Hey girlfriend, what’s up?
Mystic Believer: Just fixed a big supper for the kids. You’re late.
Lonely man: Late?
Mystic Believer: Yeah, you usually log in before now, where you been? Ya got another girlfriend?
Lonely man: Of course not baby, you’re the only girl for me. We got a big court case we’re working on.
(Disclaimer: any references to people living or dead, real or cyber, is purely coincidentally. I don’t know what anyone does other than what I read in the thread posts. In light of the Gender bending issues that have come up lately, I wrote this purely for the satirical fun of it. Any names used are of my own making, if I used someone’s name I didn’t do it on purpose.
Your comments, your anger even your posts to any character are welcome. But you have to bend the gender, just for the hell of it. For those that don’t know, my other persona is Gray Lord.)
Harry climbed out of the ten year old used pickup, lunch box in hand. As he approached the door of the small two bedroom house, he pulled his pants up to conceal his exposed ass crack. He opened the door and laid his lunch box on the kitchen table. His wife Ethel had to work a double so she wouldn’t be home until after midnight. That would give him plenty of time to shower and get online.
He grabbed a Coors light out of the frig and headed toward the bedroom. He had started drinking light beer when he couldn’t see his dick past his belly anymore. It hadn’t helped, his belly still hung way over his belt. He sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off his pointed toed cowboy boots, then pulled off the faded red T-shirt, the one with the battery acid burn holes in it, and tossed it on the floor. He stood and undid the brass button on the 52 inch waste band of his pants and let them drop to the floor, along with the shit streaked underwear. He and the Coors light headed for the shower.
Ten minutes later he was out, dropping the wet towel on the floor as he slipped on a clean pair of underwear. He made a stop at the frig to grab another beer before heading to the computer room. He hit the button on the Hewlett Packard and waited for windows to load. He smiled as the naked picture of the young pre-pubescent girl appeared on the desktop. He clicked on the AOL icon.
“You’ve got mail,” the computer said.
He opened the mail box knowing what to expect.
Pudpounder has just replied to a thread you have subscribed to entitled – Missy’s Dream - in the Sexual Role Playing forum of Literotica Discussion Board.
Harry clicked on the bookmark that would take him to the site, then on ‘Home’ and entered his persona name, ‘Prettywoman’, then his password. He entered the SRP forum and found the thread “Missy’s Dream’, opening it to the last post. As he read Pudpounder’s post his four inch dick started to harden. He clicked ‘post reply’ and started to type.
”Oh god Charles, your twelve inch cock feels so wonderful in my pussy,” Missy panted. “Fuck me harder….yes, yes that it, I want to feel it all inside me.”
Missy bucked her hips against Charles’s deep penetration as six or ten orgasms rocked her body. Charles was her dream, the love she had looked for in all of her long and lonely eighteen years. She looked up at him with her baby blues eyes, her long blonde hair flowing on the pillow.
“Charles,” she said sweetly, “put it in my ass now. I want to feel your wonderful manhood in my ass now. Please fuck my ass.”
“Yes baby,” Charles replied, “anything for you. I love you so much my heart aches when I’m away from you.”
Charles withdrew his massive cock from Missy’s pussy, the shaft bulging with pulsing veins. The head glistening with sweet lubricating cunt juices. Missy had never had a cock in her ass before, but she knew she wanted to feel Charles in her ass. She reached up and pulled her legs toward her head, giving him access to her waiting bunghole. Charles placed the slick head of his cock against her pink puckered virgin asshole. His cockhead must have six inches around but with one hard push he entered her tight ass.
“Oh my god Charles,” Missy panted, “that feels soooo wonderful. Put it in all the way, I want all your cock in my ass.”
Harry pushed away from the keyboard, reaching around his belly, just in time to grab his four incher as he stained his clean underwear with semen.
“That should give that young stud something to pound his pud about,” he said as he hit the ‘submit’ button.
Harry drained the can of beer, crushing the thin aluminum empty like a he-man, and tossed it in the wastebasket. He clicked on home and logged out, then logged back in as ‘Women'shope’. Phantomangel had replied to his ‘Dicksucker’ thread two days ago. He planned on giving her what she wanted, ten inches of real man and a load of cum so big it would float a boat.
He thought he’d better check first, and see if ‘she’ was online. She was always good for a quick cum. He opened Yahoo messenger and logged in. He counted, 1…2….3….4
Mystic Believer: Hey baby
Lonely man: Hey girlfriend, what’s up?
Mystic Believer: Just fixed a big supper for the kids. You’re late.
Lonely man: Late?
Mystic Believer: Yeah, you usually log in before now, where you been? Ya got another girlfriend?
Lonely man: Of course not baby, you’re the only girl for me. We got a big court case we’re working on.
(Disclaimer: any references to people living or dead, real or cyber, is purely coincidentally. I don’t know what anyone does other than what I read in the thread posts. In light of the Gender bending issues that have come up lately, I wrote this purely for the satirical fun of it. Any names used are of my own making, if I used someone’s name I didn’t do it on purpose.
Your comments, your anger even your posts to any character are welcome. But you have to bend the gender, just for the hell of it. For those that don’t know, my other persona is Gray Lord.)
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