Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

H.L. Berry has been interviewed! Click here to read interview.

Once upon a time, there was a young lady with long golden hair. Because of her hair, and in common with the long-established fairytale tradition of not calling children by the name they were christened with (which in this case was Josephine), her parents called her Goldilocks. Because of her reputation locally, everyone else called her Goldifucks, though only when out of earshot of her father, who was rather large and intimidating. Being possessed of very little brain and no skills other than an impressive ability to deep throat, Goldifucks lived at home with her parents despite having reached the age of almost twenty-three. Home was a small cottage on the edge of a large forest.

A little way down the road was a large house that had been divided up into three small apartments all sharing a communal kitchen and dining room. Whenever they came up for sale (which was often), estate agents invariably described them as "deceptively spacious", because the outside of the house deceived one into thinking that the flats would be quite big when in fact they were desperately small. Currently, and by the kind of bizarre coincidence that only happens in fairytales and bad thrillers, the people that occupied the three flats all had remarkably similar sounding surnames. On the top floor lived the founder of an obscure religious cult who styled himself Father Behr. Below him was an ex-nun who went by the name of Baer. She had been excommunicated some years ago for misuse of convent property, specifically a number of large, thick candles, but needless to say people still called her Mother Baer. And finally, the ground floor flat housed an inbred lout ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "humour/parody"   |   all stories by "H.L. Berry"