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Hot, Sweet and Sticky
Hot, Sweet and Sticky
Hot, Sweet and Sticky
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Hot, Sweet and Sticky

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Experimental fiction that sets up its own rules while subverting the conventions according to which readers have understood what constitutes a proper work of literature. A mobius loop of intertextual abandon encircling and ensnaring the reader in multitudinous interpretations, each at odds with the other. By no means "light reading" as the reader must fully engage and be pulled into the textual overload becoming both reader and creator...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherM.H. Dartos
Release dateMar 19, 2013
ISBN9781301021925
Hot, Sweet and Sticky
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Convoy Brown

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    Hot, Sweet and Sticky - Convoy Brown

    Hot, Sweet and Sticky

    Convoy Brown

    This book is work of fiction. Any reference to historical events real people or real locales is used fictitiously. Other names characters places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

    Cover design by Addie McFlummery

    Copyright © 2013 by Convoy Brown

    Published by MH Dartos at Smashwords

    Smashwords Edition License Notes

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    All rights reserved

    *****

    Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

    PADMA: I don't think that a law will deter someone so mentally ill that they want to do their dog from dropping their pants, but at least judges could offer more severe punishment.

    Bill came out of the darkness.

    PADMA: Your strange novels are very visual and verbal. A man who rapes animals may just be mentally ill or he could be working up his courage to attack women.

    Without a word he grabbed my arm and turned me to him…we stumbled into the house and he turned me to face the couch. But this is not the only sin upon us. I gripped it with my hands and, just as I'd imagined, he pulled down my pants and then he was in me. I almost collapsed after the first time I came in a shuddering orgasm.

    No, he growled when I was flagging, and he kept pounding. And now there is nothing here save our one body, and it is strange to see only two legs stretched on the ground, and on the wall before us the shadow of our one head. Then he increased the pace until I was almost sobbing, my sweater tore and his teeth found my shoulder. We shall be sentenced to ten years in the Palace of Corrective Detention if it be discovered. He made a deep, awful sound, pushed hard into my tenderness, and then, after long seconds, his spasm finished, it was over.

    BILL: I fucked Padma the old fashioned way, her on bottom, legs splayed ridiculously wide, face contorted and spasming in orgasm. She licked my cock dry afterwards after I had plunged it repeatedly into her tender ass. Good thing too, because I was meeting Jennifer for lunch and one thing this girl loved was dessert. For her this meant bent over the chair, me driving into her from behind, no holes barred. Sweet girl. Being a backdoor man I was not slow to ease my member into her tight a-hole and in no time at all I was spewing to beat the band. Of course, she insisted on licking me clean also. Did I care that she was putting her mouth on a part of me that had just exited her anal passage and that not long before had been deep, deep, deep drilling in the sweet, flowing vagina and luscious ass of Padma?

    Hell no! This is what life is made of.

    Cleaning up quickly I zipped up and split, her looking at me mournfully as if I just killed her puppy.

    Begin

    At all events my own essays and dissertations about love and its endless pain and perpetual pleasure will be known and understood by all of you who read this and talk or sing or chant about it to your worried friends or nervous enemies. Love is the question and the subject of this essay. We will commence with a question: does steak love lettuce? This question is implacably hard and inevitably difficult to answer. Here is a question: does an electron love a proton, or does it love a neutron? Here is a question: does a man love a woman or, to be specific and to be precise, does Bill love Diane? The interesting and critical response to this question is: no! He is obsessed and infatuated with her. He is loony and crazy about her. That is not the love of steak and lettuce, of electron and proton and neutron. This dissertation will show that the love of a man and a woman is not the love of steak and lettuce. Love is interesting to me and fascinating to you but it is painful to Bill and Diane. That is love!

    Awareness is like consciousness. Soul is like spirit.

    But soft is not like hard and weak is not like strong. A mechanic can be both soft and hard; a stewardess can be both weak and strong.

    This is called philosophy or a world-view.

    *****

    Roses are red

    Violets are blue

    This bitch sucked my dick

    And another guy's too.

    This shot feels so good

    This shot feels so right

    I can't believe she blew me and another guy tonight.

    To drown my pain

    I bought a drink at the store

    'cause let's face it, guys: All women are whores!

    The preceding rhyme scheme the product of a dark dissociative mind.

    *****

    BILL: I love a child.

    DIANE: Children are fortunately captivating.

    BILL: Yet my love is excellent.

    DIANE: My love is spooky yet we must have a child, a spooky child.

    BILL: Do

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