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The Best of 2013

Sixty-Seven
by Big Ed Magusson

Newbies and the Rules
by Daddy X

Playing With Dolls
by Daddy X

Regular Places
by Daddy X

The Dumb Ass
by Daily Hollow

A Good Settlement
by Ian D Smith

Flayed
by M. Micheal Rakes

Breathless
by Penelope Lake

It's Too Hot for Yard Work
by Penelope Lake

Ship Breakers
by R.E. Buckley

Such Things as Soldiers...
by R.E. Buckley

Time Capsule
by R.E. Buckley

The Shampoo Girl
by Rose B. Thorny

Tartine
by Valentine Bonnaire

Happiness was his warm gun
by Valentine Bonnaire

Year of the Snake
by Valentine Bonnaire



Archives

By Daddy X
Aftermath, 70's Style
Greetings
Re-charge
Smoking Section


By R.E. Buckley
Flasher Feast
It's Just a Dream


By Rose B. Thorny
The Reason for the Season
Stalkings


By Steve Isaak
Flasher Feast
Jailhouse Sleepover

Re-charge

Flash Fiction
by Daddy X

 

Flash FictionSamantha’s burning eyes remain locked on mine. She kneels, straddling a guy whose dick is up her cunt. Another man sodomizes her from behind. I know they can feel each other inside my wife; I’ve been there. She’s up on her arms, mouth open. The semen the transvestite she just blew drips from her chin. I know she’s close, but it’s so hard for her. It always has to be different.

I’m on a sofa, a street hustler with a yellow mohawk sucking my cock. A woman wearing a huge strap-on forces the thing in his ass. We didn’t get their names.

I come first, bucking into the boy in my lap. He loses my dick, but tries to catch it by mouth as it waves around, spurting in his face.  
                                                               
That triggers Samantha’s low moan; it builds to a high wail as she comes. Finally finished, she keels over, flopping on her side. Two distinct slurps emanate when the cocks pop out.

Now it’s time to bundle her up, take her home. I made some soup this afternoon. I’ll sponge her down and put her to bed. Samantha should be okay now, at least for another week or two.

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© 2012 Daddy X. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

Bio: Daddy X always wanted to be a dirty old man.
He’s survived the 40’s, 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, 80’s, 90’s, and George W. Bush. He maintained good humor throughout Catholic school, a paper route, muskrat trapping, a steel mill, Bucks County, Haight Ashbury, North Beach, Castro Street, the Mendocino Coast, the SF bar business, drug addiction, alcoholism, a stroke, Hep C, cancer, a liver transplant, a year of interferon, a stickup at his ancient art gallery while tied to a desk (not as cool as it sounds), a triple bypass, and George W. Bush. 
Now he’s old, and it’s time to get dirty.
He’s been with Momma X (greatest editor on earth) for fifty years, but she thinks his stuff is too skievy to deal with. They live in northern California with an epileptic 90 lb lop-eared hound (17” wingspan) and two cats. They raise little green girls to medicinal maturity each and every year.

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