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In a past life, Vova was a spender. He was aware of this, but he liked the image of a “golden boy” who could allow himself almost everything. When parents started a conversation for money, Vova strongly denied and argued that he spends no more than a typical teenager. Talk of Vovin spending usually ended in a scandal, but for all that, his father did not stop supplying his son with money. Expensive elite taxi, small gifts for girls, going to the cinema, cafes, restaurants - all this was ...
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Night. Vova was lying on the bed. He put one hand under his head, his second drew a limp member. Empty eggs pleasantly acted a bit - they had a well-deserved weekend and Julia gave him great sex. A few minutes ago, he was cleaning her kisul tongue with his sperm, and now she was dozing beside him on the stomach, buried his nose in his shoulder. And Vova just lay thinking about his life. His mouth still felt the salty taste of his sperm and the sweet and sour discharge of Julia. It was hot. Batteries are scuffed like bad ...
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A short woman without a desire to go to the doctor for examination. She did not like this office with a helicopter chair. But if it is necessary, it means it is necessary! Reluctantly opening the door of the gynecologist's office, the woman stopped, rooted to the spot. Directly in front of her in a white coat, a sporty-looking man sat with a short haircut and a charming smile. It was ... her favorite actor George Clooney. - George, is that you? “I,” the man answered calmly. - Is it true you? - True. - ABOUT...
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I decided to put on a light and playful text again, so be prepared. This story does not pretend to any credibility, there is not a drop of truth or logical meaning. All as you like!
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Record 1 (start a new diary, the last drowned in the swamp, along with boots)
Already the fourth day I hunt for this damned dragon. The fourth day under the constant expectation of death or murder. Dratoran is a dragon who has not yet seen the light. Royal Golden Lizard. I...
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Record 1 (start a new diary, the last drowned in the swamp, along with boots)
Already the fourth day I hunt for this damned dragon. The fourth day under the constant expectation of death or murder. Dratoran is a dragon who has not yet seen the light. Royal Golden Lizard. I...
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- Phaeton, get ready to fly to Fungov. In addition to me in the crew will be Ambassador Kverk and officer Anastasia. Your sensors can identify her with General Minach, but this will be a mistake. Save it in your database as Anastasia. - Got it.
Soon, Anastasia and Querk flew almost simultaneously to Phaeton. I saw the Querk shuttle for the first time. An interesting design solution. But, as Minah said, take every civilization without comparing with your stereotypes ...
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Soon, Anastasia and Querk flew almost simultaneously to Phaeton. I saw the Querk shuttle for the first time. An interesting design solution. But, as Minah said, take every civilization without comparing with your stereotypes ...
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Everyone in the house knows that I am light on the rise, so they constantly turn to me for any help. Well, and besides, I am a member of the board of our cooperative, so they ask for this sauce too.As my insidious and very sexy neighbor Nadya from 15 apartments jokes - “comrade member, sorry, board member, help me change the tap”. Here is a mocking this Nadia! But what is she sexy - this is not to take away from her! So, of course, I changed the tap to her, but ... The tap is not immediately changed! Advance forward! Nadia...
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That's strange - time passed, many memories are erased from memory, but this episode, a little funny, was clearly imprinted ... I remember it to the smallest details ... It was a bit strange, but so cool and so unexpected ...
... Sometimes, when during the lectures I strongly press into the toilet (there’s nothing for an idiot, that is, I hang out in the morning with beer), then you will ask to go out and go ahead - to fly to the saving abode. But this time I was crushed right at the entrance to the audience, and I, sharply turning ...
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... Sometimes, when during the lectures I strongly press into the toilet (there’s nothing for an idiot, that is, I hang out in the morning with beer), then you will ask to go out and go ahead - to fly to the saving abode. But this time I was crushed right at the entrance to the audience, and I, sharply turning ...
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In the evening, in the library of a provincial town, the door opened, creaking. Aunt Masha, the cleaning lady, entered the room. She put a wet cloth on a mop, wiped the floor and slowly walked away. There was a rattle of a key in the door lock. After a moment, shuffling sounds were heard. And as soon as the steps subsided, a girlish voice rang out in the silence of the library. - Phew, gone. Come on, tell me, ”Cinderella said impatiently. - Okay...
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