Humor Stories

An old English saying dating from the 1720s, "it never rains, it pours", means if you suffer one misfortune you're often beset by a series of disasters. This saying was adapted in a 1914 US advertise for a company selling salt so well packaged that the salt would never get wet and clog, hence the slogan "When it rains, it pours". Everybody gets those times when everything goes wrong, only I've notched it up to "When it Snows". Lots of profanity and healthy sex between wrinklies.

A satirical series investigating the origins of the "wumao," China's rabid nationalists, who fight for honor online!

I had a couple of teachers I wanted to thank. First was my Earth Science teacher. He was a sweet old lonely man. I walked into his classroom after the last student left for the summer. I pushed the door closed and pulled the shade down. "Vat are you doing Mz. Cox," he asked. "Something to thank you for the time you took with me and your other students Mr. I." I dropped to my knees in front of him, and by the time he inhaled enough air to speak, his cock was in my gullet.

The story we all know and love... with a few differences...

In "The Raw Edge of Desire," Tessa, fresh off a breakup, ignites a steamy clash with cocky Julian in his shadowy loft. Their night explodes from barroom banter to raw, sweaty fucking—her teasing dance of passion driving him wild before she rides him hard. With sharp tongues and sharper nails, they battle for dominance, flipping between filthy taunts and primal thrusts. It’s a visceral, no-holds-barred romp—think dripping heat, pulsing tension, and a quirky twist that’ll leave you grinning.

He built a machine that tortured her perfectly, and she let him strap her in! I wrote this story based on a vile pun, and the woman I wrote it for married me anyway. In fact, without this story I wouldn't have her. Story Repost to SoL

Herby's mamma taught Herby all about sex as seen through the eyes of a frigid woman. Herby's wife cheated and Herby rebelled. How about that?

This is kind of a "Mars Needs Men" type of story. Android #217 was designed for one purpose: to extract semen from human males to determine if they were suitable donors. She concentrated on the worst of humanity, since she assumed that no one would care about the loss of rapists and murderers. This is a record of her adventures. After all, one way or another, Justice will be served!

This story originated in a defunct naturist fiction forum about six years ago. At that time, it stalled out after some 10 postings with a rather ambiguous scene in the exercise room and afterwards, in a disco. I took the story, cleaned up the rough edges, removed some overly "colourful" (and totally unnecessary) descriptions, (in some cases, I also rounded out some scenes to make them flow better & make the characters' behaviour more normal) and furnished a logical ending for the story.

A Dear Stepdaddy Story
Award-winning letters to the "Dear Stepdaddy" hebephilic advice column from the year 2011. A wide variety of separate situations, and hence a wide variety of codes. So don't be turned off by one or two -- they likely appear in only one letter. Teen-aged girls, their Uncles, Teachers, Fathers and "Mentors" all write to the column for advice. Start the New Year off right with this "year in review" -- and then get busy writing your own letters to "Dear Stepdaddy" for 2012!