World's Most Depressing Female Erotica 2008
Her stomach heaving, Ethel glared distastefully at Herbert, that sweaty shrimp-colored mass of flabby flesh and coarse hair that sprawled expectantly on the couch. She sighed and her breasts sagged miserably in the moonlight. Inexpertly, he attempted to suck her nipples but only succeeded in wiping his nose on her armpit. Ethel decided to make the best of a bad job.
“I want it in my mouth.” She whispered hoarsely.
“You’ll be disappointed.” Herbert replied. “It’s very small.”
Slowly Ethel bent her head towards his crotch, but accidentally knocked her head against his knee and sank unconscious to the floor.
Herbert grunted, stepping over her prostrate body on his way to the bathroom where he had decided to take a dump. He'd get his pleasures one way or another.
Galaxy’s Worst Sci-Fi Gay Erotica, Stardate 2161
Panzee and Ozkar were both brimming with gay desires and homosexual lusts, but unfortunately they were also just both a pair of brains in glass jars attached to electrodes and so there were nothing they could do about it.
