Author’s note: Master Jibberish was an online pseudonym I used from 2007-2010 or so. Sometimes pseudonyms are a funny thing in that one starts to believe what they make up about themselves. “I was joking, really I was.” “I wasn’t,” she said and kissed the tip with her red hair falling forward to block his view. He sighed. “I think …
The 15th submission for The Fellatio Project, a third post by Fan of Chad…her words can be found all over the web, but let’s start here. “I’m here,” the text flashed across her phone. She smiled and turned casually to her girlfriend. “I have to take this call. My clients know no boundaries, even on ladies’ night.” Extricating herself from the tangle of bar …
Sunday morning and Greg lay cuddled behind Elle in the bed. Sunlight slipped into the room past the blinds, giving a dim illumination to the dark green walls and black furniture. The computer alarm kicked in with some Nik Kershaw doing an acoustic version of “Wouldn’t It Be Good” that wafted from the speakers. Only a top sheet was left …
The 14th submission for The Fellatio Project, we have a second post by Fan of Chad…her words can be found all over the web, but let’s start here. It was just past 11:00pm and we had parked rather close to the church this time. “Fancy a walk in the park?” I asked. “If you like.” I led him down the block a bit, through …
Lucky number 13…newest submission to The Fellatio Project comes from one of my oldest online friends, Mucky Sod…some of his words can be found here “What’s wrong, C?” she asked. She always called me that. C! It was her nick name for me. “It’s just me, babe. Same, old Nina.” “I was thinking, what a shit I have been Neen…” I started …
The twelfth submission to The Fellatio Project is by Arden Aoide…her words can be found here. This piece adds a little culture to our midst. Author’s note: The title is inspired by the hymn, Blest Feast of Love Divine, by Edward Denny (1796-1889) Therefore we, before him bending, this great sacrament revere; types and shadows have their ending, for the newer …
Part of the Fellatio Project as written by @StellaKiink…in fact, her second submission…her words can be found here You finish filing your last report and you are ready to head home. As you reach for the office door, the lights go out. What happens next? Damn, the power went out again! Didn’t I tell Clara to make sure she paid the bill on …
The tenth submission to The Fellatio Project. Tonight we welcome Sascha Illyvich, our second male writer on these pasts…from his Fetlife account, “proclaimed by the publishing industry as the bad boy of romance”…his words can be found here, and please support him on Amazon. “Hey baby,” Katie looked at Mark with that sly smile she’d used on him before. “Yeah?” He nodded, …