Where it happened: His Parent's Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
He just got out of prison for the weekend…Ft. Saskatchewan
prison to be exact and his name was Colin. He told me he
was framed for murder but of course I didn’t believe him.
At the same time there in lay my attraction.
In his letters he said he would show me his weapon. He said
his parents were gone for the weekend and we would
be alone. My anticipation made me as wet as Niagra Falls.
We decided to meet at the Ocean Beach Hotel in the Spartucus
Lounge behind Bakersview Park in White Rock, BC (that’s
Canada eh). He ordered a triple rye and coke, I had a
Harvey Wallbanger.
He asked if I was titilated, I asked if that was a gun in
his pocket. It turned out it was. I submitted immediately.
After 6 Harvey Wallbangers he pointed to his crotch and
said “It’s not going to suck itself”. To which I said
“My father invented the Hoover Dam”. We immediately went
to his parent’s house, apartment 69…how appropriate 😉
The key shoving in the door was almost all I could take.
We stumbled onto his grandparents going at it, that’s
when we knew we had the wrong apartment. We went up two
floors and tried again. Desparate for action we fell into
the door only to find his identical twin with the warden
from the prison.
I needed a shower after that sight and quickly scurried to
the bathroom, Colin close behind. We desperately ripped
our clothing off, pausing for a moment before the unlatching
of the braziere. He had a look of excitment and horror,
as my triple D’s exploded from the satin flowered Victoria
Secret holder. He asked “Are those real”. I said “They
are triple D and they’re all me”. The clothes shed, the
excitment mounted, the cavity search began. The shower
steaming he immediately dropped the soap. I bent over
and just like the Jerry Springer Show, showed him that I was truly
in fact a man. Obviously, I tucked, in all the right places.
He said he didn’t care. He hadn’t been laid since he
killed his wife.
I was wet at the mere thought. Killing is FUN!
He drew his blade… I showed my target.
He stabbed me with his more than worthy weapon again and
again. I gushed my creamy love juice with every thrust.
I said… drill me again you Murderous Psycho!
He did. Then he went back to Jail. And I went onto a life
in Porn.
The End.
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