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a sex site isn't all fun, you know.

As those of you that have been following know, I work at an online sex toy store.

For the most part, working there is a pretty good time. It's hard to have an uptight environment when you have products called Nipple Nibblers and the Passion Penguin. We don't just sell toys, tho. There are sections that have actual information on sexuality from experts and places for goofin around.

A couple of these places are user-driven, namely the Jokes and Erotic stories. These are all user submitted...

Yeah, you can see where I'm goin with this one.

This is the kind of crap we get on an almost daily basis to the Pillowbook submission email. For every five of these we get one that's good enough to print, and of thise, about one in 20 is actually written well.

My friend's wife call me one evening and ask me to stop by her house around 7 and I said ok. I got there and knock on the door and Angel said come in and open the door and went in and Angel was sitting on the sofa with no clothes on . She said I have been waiting for you. She said that Robert had been out of town and that she was horny and that she need a cock to suck on and need to be fucked and the only person that she would let fuck her was me and her husband. I got on my knees and put my face in her big hairy pussy and her nectar was so sweet. I ate her for about an hour and then I told her that it was her turn . I undress myself and she looked at my cock and said that she had never seen a cock that big before and she said that her husband was the only person she had ever had sex with until tonite and Robert's cock was about "10" Angel said that my cock was a "19" She put it in her mouth and sucked for about an hour and then I put it in her tight pussy she was moaning . She said put all of it in me and we fucked all night long.
People. Please.

A "19"???? What the hell is a nineteen? Metric? Ounces? What??

If you know anyone, and I mean ANYONE that can write, please have them send stuff in. Any stuff. Something that won't make our eyes bleed when we read it.

In case you're wondering, yes, i think it's appropriate to share this.

It's Christmas Season! THIS IS THE TIME FOR SHARING!

Slap Out

8 Dec 00

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