Unicorn (NSFW Text) (1565 hits)
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Rating: 1.6 on 41 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Jack McCallum (View user info) at 2006-12-12 17:31:12 EST
(I just banged this out at work. The text may not be safe for work, or Crystle. Oddly enough, I dreamed most of this. I need help.)
Grace heard a knock on the door and opened it, letting the young woman into his office.
"I'm Ally," she said. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Grace."
Grace considered sucking in his gut, then thought 'fuck it'. If she's desperate enough to be here at this time of night she'll do whatever I want.
He watched her walk across his spacious office, kicking off her shoes and padding barefoot on the Persian rug in the low light. The varnished floorboards under the rug hardly made a sound. Grace followed her, trying to make out her shape under the pink plastic raincoat she was wearing. The floorboards under him creaked and popped.
She went past his desk, glancing at the framed photos of freaks on his wall. The Snake Man. Mr. Large. Minotaur and Faun. The Siamese Sisters. The Two-Headed Man. She stopped at the window, looking down on flashing neon and steaming headlights.
The girl saw that there was another row of framed 8 X 10 prints on the far wall, and then looked over her shoulder. Her eyes were light blue, and her dark hair was streaked with pure white. Her lips were as red as cherries.
"You used to work with, like, circus freaks or something?"
"Yes indeed," Grace said. Christ, he thought. She's not even twenty. Less than a third my age. And I'm gonna fuck the shit out of her. "Started as a carny in the sixties, worked my way up to management of my own agency."
"Do they still do what-a-ya-call-its in fairs? Side shows?"
"Not any more," Grace said. "Those days are over. And with medical care and nutrition being so advanced these days, we aren't seeing quite as many, uh, curiosities as we once did. Now, if you don't mind my asking, who sent you?"
"It was a lady named Norma," she replied. "Call me Ally. Norma told me you could... you know, help me out. If I was... nice to you."
Grace sucked air as she took off her coat and let it fall on the floor. She was wearing a tight pink t-shirt and didn't have a whole lot of tit, but she was naked from the waist down and her ass was breathtaking.
"And what else did Norma say?" Grace got girls from Norma once in a while. Some were hot, some were so-so, but they were all clean.
"Norma said if I was nice, you'd give me a hun— two hundred dollars."
The girl turned a little, and for a moment blue neon glowed in a small diamond-shaped gap between her thighs.
Grace held back a laugh. He'd pay a grand to — what was it the kids said these days?— to tap that ass. Two hundred bucks. Jesus. Pocket change.
She turned and looked at the pictures arrayed on the wall. Each was illuminated by a small key light. "This fat guy is gross. He needs to go to Weight Watchers."
Not only was this sweet little thing shaved bare, Grace realized, but it was such a perfect job she looked like she had been born that way. He liked them shaved. He liked them looking young. But stubbles and rashes disgusted him. He wanted smooth skin.
"That man weighed nine hundred pounds," Grace said. "He was wonderful. He would ask the audience to guess how many quarters he had hidden in his folds. No one ever guessed nearly high enough."
Ally's face scrunched up and she shivered. "That is gross!"
"Yes, well," Grace said wistfully, "People pay to gaze upon the grotesque."
"So you still tour around and stuff, like in the old movies?"
"Alas," Grace said, feeling himself getting hard and thanking God for Cialis, "No more. Now I peddle, uh, biographical materials. Chronicles of their lives in moving pictures."
The girl sat in the deep leather coach along the wall and said, "Huh?"
"DVDs, of these most special people."
Oh Ally, Grace thought. Thank the Lord your complete lack of brains will in no way deter me from tasting that perfect little candy-colored pussy.
"Shall we begin?" Grace unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off his loafers. In moments he was wearing only his boxers. He pulled his underwear down and his erection sprang up once and then pointed nearly to the floor, throbbing madly.
The girl actually looked away. She asked shyly, "What do you want?"
Christ, Grace thought, if this is an act she is magnificent!
"What I want," he said, stepping forward and slowly kneeling before her, "Is to taste your sweet little twat."
"Oh.. Okay," she said. "Do you want to... this is embarrassing... do you want to lie down on the rug and I can sit on your face? Something like that?"
Grace had intended to spread her legs on the couch and go to work, but in truth his back had been acting up lately. He was sixty-three years old, after all. The thought of what she suggested made his penis twitch and bob up and down.
"That sounds lovely, Ally, my dear."
He got down on the floor with the slow care of old men, not seeing the momentary lapse in the young woman's mask of shame and desperation, not seeing the look of raw disgust or the cold calculation in eyes like chips of blue ice.
Ally straddled him and Grace marveled at her weight. She was as light as a feather. With his head cushioned by the Persian rug, he reached up and parted her lips with trembling fingers and let his tongue slide up into her. His eyes widened with surprise.
"What is that?"
Ally looked down at him and then looked away, leaning back a little, her delicate hands resting on his slab of a gut and propping her up. "I hope you don't think I'm stupid, but I put a LifeSaver up there."
"It's delightful," Grace said. He laughed out loud. "Delightful! Cherry?"
He saw her nod and lean back further, and then felt his heart surge as one of her little hands grasped his cock.
Grace thrust his tongue up into her again, and heard her gasping for breath.
"You— you worked with all the people— in those pictures?"
"Mmmm-hhmmm," Grace replied. He ran his hands along her thighs. So smooth. So firm!
"Even the weird guy with the big horns and the lady with big eyes and little horns?"
Grace paused, to get some air. "Yes," he said. "The Minotaur and Faun. Lovely people. They were actually married, you know. Not surprising, really. That they found love at all was against the odds. They beat the odds by meeting while working for me. Performing little skits and such."
"The lady is pretty," Ally said.
"Oh, she was lovely," Grace replied. "Look closely, her feet are like delicate little hooves, you see?"
"Yes, they were," Ally said, without looking at the framed photo.
Grace set to again, this time with gusto.
"And what other performances did they do for you, Mr. Grace?"
Grace frowned. This was putting him off his game.
"Did you not trick some of your younger and more innocent charges into doing things before your camera, sexual things?"
Grace rolled his eyes. So she knew the score and was disgusted. Big deal. This wasn't the first time Grace had seen such a reaction from young woman willing to be eaten out or pissed on for cash. He drove his tongue upward, deeper.
"The Faun was my mother," the girl said, squeezing her thighs together and holding Grace's head steady. "The Minotaur was my father. You coerced her into appearing in one of your so called movies as you did with so many others who worked for you, and now you peddle the filth that you sell under the Freak Show Sex banner, old video that still pulls in money from the twisted and the perverse."
Grace gave a muffled laugh. This little thing weight less than a hundred pounds. He was going to suck a little more juice out of her and then throw her out onto the street. Who did this stupid little bitch think she was dealing with?
He felt something wet strike his forehead. She was crying. Boo-fucking-hoo, he thought.
"My mother was tricked with lies and threats. When my father found out what she had done he hit her. Just once. But he was so big, and she was so delicate. He killed her. And then he killed himself. I grew up in care facilities and foster homes. All because of you."
"Oh shut up you little cunt," Grace hissed. "Just shut up and fuck my face!"
"My mother named me Ally. Alicorno." Ally smiled down at the man lying on the floor. "That's Italian for unicorn. She called me that because I have a horn too, Mr. Grace."
Ally flexed a muscle inside her, a muscle she knew no one else had.
Grace opened his mouth to tell her that was enough, he was throwing her the fuck out, when he felt something big and smooth slide into his mouth and heard a sickening crunch that melded with a flare of pain.
A slender horn of clean white bone came out of Ally and pierced Grace's tongue. It stabbed into the back of his neck and shattered his spine at the base of his skull before puncturing the Persian rug and imbedding itself in the varnished wood underneath with a hollow thud.
Ally leaned forward, watching the life fade from Grace's eyes as a pool of blood spread from under his head.
"It took me a long time to find you," she said.
She ignored the urge to rock back and forth on her horn. It felt good when she did that, and she felt no shame in it since it was the only way she could feel pleasure without endangering another. Yet now was not the time or place.
Ally wiggled her hips a little. She heard wood splintering as the horn came out of the floor and heard a snuffling sound as Grace's last breath left him.
Withdrawing her horn and standing up, Ally slipped on her shoes and her coat. She went to the wall and took down the framed photo of her parents, and then slipped out into the night.
User Reviews
Submitted by BobSandwich (user info) at 2008-07-14 13:33:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I just cracked one off so hard that I prolapsed.
Submitted by HateMudkips (user info) at 2008-07-14 13:10:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
awesome
Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-03-27 08:58:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
wow
Submitted by homer42 (user info) at 2007-01-23 14:22:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
haha, sweet.
Submitted by swimmingbirdblue (user info) at 2006-12-14 01:32:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 for the story - I thoroughlyn enjoyed it
+1 for the NSFW - I work in a place where my boss can see my screen while I work, so I appreciate the heads up whenever I can get it
+2 for dreaming that
Submitted by rejected (user info) at 2006-12-13 20:37:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was magnificent. I had a raging hard on through the kinky stuff and I blew my man wad all over my computer screen (while at work) when the bitch killed him. Now that is NSFW.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-13 17:54:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm not the first person to say NSFW text. If my boss saw me reading something with the words "Fuck my face!" in it, she would not be pleased. I think that goes for a lot of us. Rate the story, you fucking morons, not what you see as a goof with the title.
Then blow it out your collective asses.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2006-12-13 15:21:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Crudite (user info) at 2006-12-13 15:02:33 (#)
Ranking: 0
How can text be NSFW? Is you boss sitting on your lap all day? Or perhaps he has "telescope eyes".
The next person who puts NSFW TEXT in their title is gonna' fucking get it. That includes you, Ernest Hemingway!
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In my job, a page full of text is suspicious, unless it's e-mail.
Submitted by Crudite (user info) at 2006-12-13 15:02:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
How can text be NSFW? Is you boss sitting on your lap all day? Or perhaps he has "telescope eyes".
The next person who puts NSFW TEXT in their title is gonna' fucking get it. That includes you, Ernest Hemingway!
Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2006-12-13 14:40:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-12-13 13:30:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-13 12:26:54 (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2006-12-12 20:23:21 (#)
Ranking: -2
Shite.
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I know who you are.
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you gotta tell me Jack - is this Mr. Linzy?
Submitted by littledan (user info) at 2006-12-13 11:14:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
What the bloody fuck was this??
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-12-13 10:58:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2006-12-13 08:42:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Jesus, Jack!
We should do dinner sometime.
Submitted by JoeyG (user info) at 2006-12-13 05:10:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Kept me entertained almost as much as coming in to work and seeing stuff about me on the Uberboard.
Gotta love that Uber paranoia!
Submitted by FunnyAsCancer (user info) at 2006-12-13 01:54:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
What. The. FUCK, JACK!?
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2006-12-13 01:09:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
O POOR KITTAY WHO HAS NO LEGGGS
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-12-12 22:47:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I read it anyhow.
Mostly because the rain woke me at 3:00am too, and I had odd dreams as well.. But not this odd.
and it wasn't TOO bad in terms of gore.
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-12-12 22:13:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
nsfw text?
and you expect me to read it?
faggot.
how can text be NSFW?
Where do you work? Church?
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2006-12-12 21:50:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
my ngoai lai dat con gai didn't understand this
and that's...one of the reasons, i like her so much
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2006-12-12 21:45:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
"throws dick over shoulder, swaggers out the door"
that was you at my rain-soaked window?
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-12-12 21:31:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
This is good, but I'm taking a point off for the title and feeling the need to tell us that the text is NSFW. Most people don't let their boss read a whole fucking post...or a review for that matter.
Nevermind, I just determined that this was pointless.
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-12-12 20:51:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Maltese (user info) at 2006-12-12 20:42:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
‹^› ‹(•¿•)› ‹^›
Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2006-12-12 20:19:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Why do you often preface your posts with the qualification it was 'banged out' at work?
Don't most posters do this?
Are you bragging that you can write fast?
Are you apologizing for the quality out of false modesty?
Are you tired of these questions?
Maybe you don't realise you do it. Just seems a bit odd, that.
Personally, I prefer just reading the story with no explanation.
Having said this, I liked the story.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-12-12 19:47:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
NSFW text - tee hee, that's funny!
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-12-12 19:13:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
was ok
Submitted by Amontillado (user info) at 2006-12-12 19:11:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Sounds like you had an exciting night.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:34:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
There's only one good lookin' one in the joint.
Shlongy has standards, as difficult to believe as that is.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:27:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:25:51 (#)
Ranking: 0
When Shlongy "bangs something out at work", it's usually a receptionist.
To each his own, I suppose.
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What, only one?
You are getting old and slow, man.
*throws dick over shoulder, swaggers out the door.*
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:25:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
When Shlongy "bangs something out at work", it's usually a receptionist.
To each his own, I suppose.
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:12:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
sickly entertaining
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2006-12-12 18:03:41 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Ya better lay off the Chinese food before bed time...
Submitted by ih8u2man (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:45:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Soooooooooooo......she has a horn in her cunt.
That's wildly hawt and sexorz.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:44:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by St_Jimmy (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:41:06 (#)
Ranking: 2
That must have been some fuckin' dream!
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It was weird. Especially since I was one of the two characters.
And I'm not saying anything else.
That would make me look... weirder.
Submitted by St_Jimmy (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:41:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
That must have been some fuckin' dream!
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:40:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by moneyshotforyou (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:33:11 (#)
Ranking: -2
Text is work safe.
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Pfft. Now you tell me.
-- Homer Simpson, finding out that working at a nuclear
plant can make one sterile
I Married Marge
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Ahahahahaha!
Submitted by Doodles (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:38:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You're demented.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:37:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by moneyshotforyou (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:33:11 (#)
Ranking: -2
Text is work safe.
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That depends on where you work.
A lot of bosses might not appreciate looking over your shoulder and seeing things like 'cunt' and fuck my face.'
Just trying to be fair to those who work for the tightly-wound.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:33:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
fuck your NSFW text right in the cat ass.
Submitted by moneyshotforyou (user info) at 2006-12-12 17:33:11 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Text is work safe.