Short Stories your mother never told you

A story about stuff

I'm not sure what exactly is wrong with my little brother but the other day I caught him trying to pick the dog up by it's dick, now maybe it's just me but I'm pretty sure you just don't fuckin do that to a helpless animal. After he put the dog down that dog must of licked himself for about an hour trying to get the red out. To this day that dog still pees at a 90 degree angle. My sister is a fuckin nutcase, she hates this whole family but she insist to live here to try and rid us of this evil being called the Devil. I think that was like a cake mix last time I checked. But I walked into the kitchen and there she is holding my little brothers hand up in the air making him repeat all this weird shit like, " I repent for the sins I have committed and will allow some one to purge me clean so I may enter the kingdom of Heaven." At first I was thinking some shit to do with the whole Lion King and simba and the PRIDE, but before I could finish that thought I saw my sister shoving my little brother into the oven, locking him in and turning it on full blast. I think it was after the screaming stopped I realized something was wrong so I went to go let him out. He ugh...he didn't look too good, but instead of risking my ass to get caught with him in that condition, I just told him to stay in there a little longer and that if some one comes looking for him with a bright flash light, walk towards the bright flash light. After a while my sister was dancing around the room with her dolls again singing Ring Around the Rosy with her clothes off. Not really sure what's wrong with her but the doctor said something about PMS, some sort of disease that requires her to strip in front of the doctor every month while he does what he calls a "Cherry popper" routine, don't ask me. So I took out my little brother's remains, and buried him in the back yard. Two days have passed since that incident and I've already forgotten because I've been so happy with all the money I got from pawning all my little brothers crap. Never realized how much I could get for all his beanie babies and Poke'mon cards. My sister found her self a boy friend, she says his favorite hobby is resting in peace and being blessed by a family who loved him. She says he's a very quiet fellow and that he has a very soft touch. She says he has alot of little tiny white friends that come over to visit him often. Glad to see she's happy for once and that she's finally knocked off with that purifying the family bullshit. I don't know where the hell my mom and dad went. They said something about visiting lucy in the sky with diamonds and sharing her mellow yellows with the talking walnut. Either way your guess is as good as mine.
School has been like majorly sucking ass too. Always got this prick kid eating behind me who just happens to be belemic which well you can guess the rest. He likes to get off in his lunch bag all day long, waits till his last period which happens to be the one I'm stuck with him in, then he blows in the bag to inflate it and pops it. Not like the teacher cares, she might act like she does but I saw that bitch like so turn around and lick that shit off her lips and grope herself so she's a lying sack of shit with rulers up her ass. Then my principal is like this egotistical pot head who plays all these messages over the speaker with crap like, "Hey noobs, I'm gonna like totally like own you noobs, cuz I own you, I'm going to give you some spanks, just like your like Kyle, and you suck ass at all the games you try to play, cuz I own you, I own you like your some bodies mom trying to play the games, is this on? I will own you, cuz I won you...noobs, I like just want to let you know that I like own you and that like maybe one day like you think I won't own you ...but that's wrong, cuz I'll always own you cuz I'm the owner, it's just I do, I own all" So finally I just ended that shit with a couple of M-80's up his fuckin tail pipe with some soap in his gas tank and then I threw a couple of cigarettes around the area to make it look like maybe there was a gas leak and his dumb ass did it himself. The bad part is that his sister was like his lover and she hung her self in the gym by tying a piece of rope to one end of the gym and another piece to the other end , put both ends around her neck and jumped off the ladder in the center. When they found her body they were stupid enough to cut the cord, so her body went and swung through the side glass doors which made a big mess. Anyways the point I'm trying to reach is that you can't change life, it's like just like sucks ass and you'll never figure it out. My sister never found out her boy friend was dead, but she dumped him for ignoring her. My bothers ashes were like dug up and pissed on by my dog. Maybe I shouldn't of put them under a pile of dirt but shit happens, what are you doing to do about it. My mom and dad never came home, but they sent me a letter telling me that they found peace where they live because quote, " your stupid ass isn't here to ruin it so like don't show up and like ruin it for like us!" So here I am, I'm rich because I get income for my crazy sister who the hospital keeps here in her room tied to the wall, and they think I actually feed her the menu I'm supposed to give her, but I just shape bologni in different shapes and add a little spices here and there and she never really knows which saves me a bundle. I sued the city for fauly gas lines which caught my brother on fire and burned him alive which is a total crock of shit. So I guess life isn't all that bad after all. But I did learn 2 things out of this, the only two guaranteed things in life are taxes and death....maybe I should like leave my sister a bowl of water...nah

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A story about a girl who liked sex

Felisha, she was like a Joshua tree in the middle of a desert. She was dry and a prick. Nothing more to it than that. The sick fantasies she thought would make Freddy Kreuger sick. Probably because her dad was a drunk son of a bitch who put her in her room day after day with her feet tied to the fan and spun her around till she puked. Real sick shit, just a complete asshole he was. He had this sick little habbit of knitting his dick in front of her friends. He didn't have any feeling in his lower manly portion because his ex wife kicked him in the nads so many times daily for drinking before sex so he didn't have to realize who he was in bed with. So here she is, all grown up and out of her shitty family on her own in college. It was her first day there and she could see the teacher loved her. He seemed to talk while looking at her and lose his place at times just to look at her. She thought it was funny how he always mumbled when she unbuttoned her shirt or pressed her chest against the desk. She remembers the time she wore a tube just thin enough to cover her nipples, that made her teacher almost cream his pants. She knew he wanted her, because he did, he wanted her bad. She wanted him too, he was young, and she was wondering how such a young teacher became a professor. She thought about it and she was hoping he slept his way to the top, she knew atleast then he had experience. One day she just had to find out if the teacher had the hots for her or if he was just a slut muffin, so he came up with an idea. She went over to her friends house with some lingerei and told her to show up in class tomorrow as a watcher. Of course she did. The skirt her friend wore was about 8 inches long, and she wore white thin see through thong. Her top was a V neck t-shirt that went down open to her waist so her breast were just about almost hanging out. Felisha had this sick idea to tell her friend to take a pencil and play with herself through her thong while spread eagle style in her chair so she could see what the teacher would do. Of course he noticed except this time he licked his lips and she could see he had a hard on that could chizel away Mt. Everest. Now her friend getting caught up in what she was doing pulled her panties right down in class, the teacher was caught on full attention because he sat down at his desk. Felisha knew he was jacking off and she just had to see for herself, she had to get in on this, so she created a diversion. She yelled, "He's got a gun, OH MY GOD RUN,!" so after that everyone kind of started yelling and screaming telling each other to fuck off and get out of my way. Pretty soon everyone was gone but the teacher didn't notice shit, just the fact that some girl was stroking her wet shaved pussy right in the middle of class slowly, spreading herself with her fingers. Finally Felisha knew he was just a horny bastard who she could use as her boytoy. She walked over to his desk and come to find out he had his pants down on the floor just jerking as fast as he could. Of course he noticed when she tapped him on the shoulder and he of course did the usual thing which she completely expected. He simply yelled, " Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, you didn't see shit got it, there you passed my class, you didn't see shit got it?" She just moved in closer on him, her friend horny and wet by now caught on to Felisha's idea and decided to join her party. Felisha shoved him off his chair on the ground, he falling and crashing didn't give a real shit right now because he knew what was coming. He ripped off his shirt and held himself up off the floor with his arms behind him. Felisha got down starting to suck him off while her friend pulled off her panties and slid her pussy across his chest up to his mouth. He could barely contain himself, he started off slowly licking around in a circular motion, kissing her inner thigh and sucking on her wet pussy. He slowly licked her up and down, moving his tounge in her in a waving motion. Felisha was sucking him dry while she moved her hands around his cock up and down with back and forth motions. The teacher was busy kissing up Felisha friend's leg till he got to her pussy so he could lick her what he calls the special alphabet. He slid his hands up and around himself and grabbed on to Ashley's breast who is Felisha's friend. He slid his palms up across her tits, and down again letting them slide between his fingers. He grabbed her sweet ass sliding her and her pussy down across his body slowly. He pulled her down slowly sliding his tounge up her body and across her breast. He licked her nipples swirling his tounge around them like a sunday ice cream then slowly blowing on them making them cold and hard. Felisha was busy licking the cum off the side of his hard cock, she would lick down the sides up and down then continue sucking him off. She licked up the bottom of his cock then started sucking off at the top of his cock just as he cummed all over her tounge and between her lips. Just then Felisha woke up in the middle of class with the teacher tapping on her desk with his ruler very pissed. She shrugged it off and yawned before thinking, "Atleast I can dream." She did though wish her teacher didn't have the morality he did so he would stop looking at her and just take her right there on her desk doggy style sliding his cock between her legs with his hard warm cock grabbing her tits massaging them. But she can only dream that would happen. Felisha saw her friend waving at her from the door. She must of left after he little experiment of playing with the teachers mind. Felisha can't remember how far exactly her friend went before she fell asleep. The bell rang and she wondered why she goes to college if she doesn't care to do anything, then she realized, she's rich and she's bored. She went home to her step mom who she had the hots for, she figured it's not her real mom, just some chick her dad picked up some where at a bar where only God knows. But Felisha just loved how her mom would always only wear jean shorts, but cut out the entire back except a strap across her backside to keep her ass showing but keep the shorts on the front side. Felisha had the bad habbit of grabbing her ass and sliding her wet fingers between her moms legs. Honestly, she's like a fuckin hardware store, 5 cents a screw. Well ya can't really complain now can you. She was like a little child, just a really fucked up one. Because when ever she wanted something she didn't cry, she just seduced. If her dad had figured that out sooner he wouldn't of gone to jail for statutory rape. Well it's true how the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, her mom is a grade A slut. She could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. That woman is like a shotgun, two cocks and she's ready to blow. She has this little camera in Felisha's room even Felisha doesn't know about. Always passing winks and shit at her and what not. Anyways if Felisha isn't screwing for money in the boys' locker room, she's suckin on her mom's pussy lips. Let's just say her dad likes to watch. He likes to watch how Felisha spreads her mom with her fingers sliding her tounge all over her pussy inside and out. Felisha loves how easily her mom gets wet so her mom started charging Felisha for her raging waters visits. The dad even taped this one time where it was in the bathroom and Felisha was taking a bath, well her mom sort of just invited herself in, spread her legs over the bath tub and let Felisha have an early thanksgiving. But the stupid shit dad couldn't hold the god damn camera straight because he's over the sink jerkin it like a 12 year old who just found daddy's stash of Playboy. Hour later the sink is clogged, the mom can't sit down, Felisha has lock jaw, and they're all passed out with the video recorder still going. Anyways about a week later I myself was arrested and had a restraining order put on me by little miss Felisha for what she calls, "False stories" that I have been following her and making up stories like I'm some kind of stalker or something. That I have no right to lie to what she calls, "American public" about what she does on a daily routine, but she's full of shit. I told her, " I'm not writing about what you do, I'm writing about the reason that your taking me to court and I just happened to add the part that you call a lie to let everyone else decide if I am a liar."" But I would never write about what you personally do in life, I mean what person honestly give a flying rats ass about you." So that's what I told her before I threw chalk all over the place as a smoke screen and ran. It's funny how things work out. Actually, it's fuckin hilarious.

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A story about a very pissed off kid

He came in the night, he stole my family...by slaughtering them. I saw him come in through the window but I was too tired to move. If I moved who knows what he would of done to shut me up. Luckily he just looked at me and walked right past me and did nothing, I can't say the same for my family. By the time I saw him leave I was asleep, I was so scared I must have passed out. I woke up in the morning to find my window still open. I walked into the living room to find my father's head spinning around the room by the ceiling fan. He had decapitated my father, then taken my father's intestine and tied one end of it through my father's nostil holes and the other end to the fan. He had taken the rest of my father's body and turned it inside out by stacking all the bones in the corner of the room and pulling the flesh of the feet up and through the neck part. My mother looked like nothing was wrong ...but there was. Her vagina was sewn shut with a bottles worth of cocroaches inside. Her breast had been cut off and sewn together over her head to make a hat for her. Her arms were like noodles twisted and twisted. My little no longer had a face, he had cut from ear to ear below the neck and pulled the flesh over my little brothers skull. His legs were as flat as pancakes, looked like a train wreck, his dick looked like it had been melted off. My dog was still alive...he just looked at me and cried. He was inside my little brother. The bastard had cut open my little brother, took out everything and left a nice stain of stomach acid on the carpet. But there was my dog yelping from the inside moving around in my brother. Then I saw it, the note, it read as follows, " I took your brother and told the parents he is going to die, and if they were to try to save him, the person who wanted to be superman would pay the price, and that person was your mother, she took a step forward and that costed her the life of her husband or you, she chose to keep you alive, so in order to keep you alive she had to do what you see done now to your father, after that she snapped, and I had to kill her and do what you see before you...I'm sorry your family was so fucking retarded, but that's what they get for not listening, have a good life you ungrateful little shit!" That was that, my family was dead and so here I am pissed off and alone. But the thing is, he doesn't know I was awake and I know who he is and where he lives. I'm going to make him pay. I simply went over to his house with plyers, a needle, cheese grater, a taser and a metal pole. I broke down his front door and caught him by surprise, he looked like he was about to shit his pants...if he only knew what was in store for him. While he was convulsing on the ground I tied him to a chair, the chair that was about to place him in pain of a 100 men. I started off with a nice little conversation. "So you like pain huh, you like to torture and torment your way into peoples minds huh you ass clown, you pathetic piece of gargabe, and I thought even scum had manners, if your going to piss yourself please tell me next time, don't worry, I'll fix your weak bladder problem." I took the needle and heated it over the stove, took my plyers so I would burn my self and slowly inserted it right into the hole of his penis, letting it sizzle and melt its way into his skin. He cried like a 5 year old falling off his bike. I took the cheese grader and gave it a couple of grinds against his dick, took a few bits off, must of hurt, or atleast he thought so. Took my plyers dead center to his nads and pressed as hard as I could, hope he wasn't planning on having children. Took the plyers to each one of his toes and twisted them 90 degrees each till I hurt a nice little crack in each one, then I jumped on his feet continuously laughing in his face. "So you think this pain is unjustified, you think that I should stop with the pain I have laid apon your pathetic soul, because the rest of my life doesn't think so scumbag." I stood him up and had to hold him since I tied his feet together and his arms behind his back. Then I yanked down his pants and as hard as I could shoved him down on the pipe with it going straight up his ass so fast he didn't have time to scream, but he did. I took the cheese grater and ran it across his legs, up his chest, down his back, and even grated off his finger, enough flesh to fill a cup. I told him if he values his family jewels he had better start eating, and of course while doing this I was pulling on his dick with the plyers squeezing as hard as I could so persuade him into making a wise decision so he ate it. By this time he was actually praying, he was so desperate he swore that every single day he would do something nice for some one else and every day he would pray and be thankful, but now when the hell did that ever work for anyone in this type of situation. So I sat there and tasered the metal pole while he prayed, made him jump like a jack rabbit on a barbecue grill. Finally I decided, the poor bastard had enough, but I wasn't about to let him go scott free, I clapped the plyers in front of him and he squeeled and screamed, and then I did something that gave him a really nice good reason to squeel and scream, I literally ripped off the skin of his dick and ball piece by piece, till there was just this vacant empty part down there till he was as impaired as a Ken Doll. Then I simply kicked his chair over so he was on his back and helpless to move anywhere while he had water drop by drop dropping on him on his forehead. Hope he doesn't mind that so he can sleep otherwise God help him, but if God was going to help him it's already too late...poor bastard, then again poor me. Some one will find him, but not soon, but they will. They will find him crazed looking and as dead and hungry as the Donner party. But then again, that's what happens in life, what goes around comes around.

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A story about Barney and a girl

She smiled up at Barney's big green smile. He smiled down at her sweet sweet young ass. He trotted over behind her sliding his soft big purple barney body against her tiny sweet young behind. She loved how his big comfy skin slid so smoothly over her tight ass. Barney smiled his big big smile while holding his hand to his mouth and giggling. He rubbed his hand against her ass and between her legs. She smiled and giggled back at him. She loved play time. He slid his hands through her sweet smooth legs with his nice soft big hands touching her through her panties. He slowly pulled them down to her ankles and clapped at his accomplishment. She loved when Barney fingered her and snickered at his own naughtiness. He pulled his hand from out of under her skirt and made an uh-oh face at his wet hand. She giggled and laughed squatting down spreading her legs more to finger herself. Barney liked to watch her spread her sweet tight and young pussy. Barney smiled and laughed and pointed down to the fact he ruined his suit. He layed on his stomach and gestured to her by pointing to his back. Barney loved when she slid her pink tender pussy down his soft sturdy tail on his bumpy ride of scales. She giggled and laughed doing it over and over. She turned around and sat on his back facing toward the tail grabbing on to it. She then held the tail tightly moving her spread wet clit across his studded purple and green tail. Barney was sad when play time was over because he had to wait till tomorrow till she came back from her job on the corner of Sesame Street. But he instead smirked and showed a picture of another girl and went off skipping. The end

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A story about saving

What if you had a mother who did heroin right in front of you. A father who disowned you for being successful while he flipped you off and if you looked at him the wrong way he'd beat you with an inch of your life leaving you crying in the corner of your room. Ever imagine the pain of that. The thought of your father picking you up by the throat and throwing punches right into your gut knowing your parents use you for welfare, taxes, and the satisfaction they're in control of some one elses life. The destruction of the mind when you come home with good grades and they think your trying to show off that your better than them so they back hand you, burn your grades and tell you that no matter what you are not in control until you move out. That it's their household and that you must respect them. A dad who calls you a faggot every day because you cry when he shoves you and that it hurts your feelings. A father who drinks non-stop and when you tell him to stop he makes you drink the rest until he's satisfied. A father who beats his wife and rapes her right in front of you but she's too shot up with drugs to even care. A mother who doesn't cook you dinner but makes you eat at your friends while they have food ordered out. A mother and father who hate your guts for what they call ruining their life when they never bought you anything,left you in an adoption agency for 5 years and came back to get you only so they could skip taking care of you till you were old enough to fend for yourself and they could get money off of you. A father who threatens your life if you step over the border line. A father who's thrown you against the ground and broken your arm. Waited till you got home so he could stop drinking and break your nose in telling the doctors you got in a fight. A mother who cries when she sees you,curls up into a ball and goes into depression. Parents who don't even tell you happy birthday, never give you the time of day and don't let you have a social life. A mother and father who tell you to get a job and get the hell away from them 24/7. A father to save himself the trouble of going to jail blames all his crimes on you that you got your problems from your stupid friends. Ever imagine the hurt in that. In knowing the only people who were always supposed to love you are your worst enemies and don't allow you to love. Who never showed you love. Who day after day told you that you were a mistake and a piece of white trash little punk. But I did save alot of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico. (The story is a bunch of bullshit for those of you people who took sympathy in that, but pray that the story never happens to any child)

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A beautiful story

The woods, a place for the sacred, the hidden, and shadows forgotten shrouded by the awe sky towering timber trees that blanket the ground with silhouettes of swaying leaves. A place that welcomes the evil who hide in the darkest of corners that shroud themselves with legends and mysteries to make the pondering human shudder. A place for the creatures of the light to play across the cascading waves of lost lakes and mystical ponds. Where the Devil's eyes peer apon you by the shapes in the trees, and where God can hear your footsteps walking along your path to death or desire. Where roads are endless and civilization stops at the beginning. This is where true peace rest. Where it spreads through out the animals, and creatures through their warm blood of trust in each other. Where souls can feel safe in knowing that their home is where their heart is. Where war is not waged, and hate does not breed. This is the home that we all wish to build, the life we so desperately yearn, and the place we so eagerly need. We're we all will be different, and change stays the same. A place of acceptance for the creatures and animals that we have let our self become in the face of evil. Where we will stand together in unison of heaven to outcast the evil to suffer the sun's rays and the moons bitter cold winds. But a dream this is where it's fate is neither worked, cared, or heading towards in our life of disgust. But I did save alot of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico.

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A story about a kid and his grandma

I think it was like 2 days ago I realized...what on earth is wrong with me. See I've got this thing where I have a fetish for my grandmas cleaning. Sometimes I like to fantasize her washing dad's car rubbing her sweet raisin like tits over the smooth wet car. Sticking the spounge between her nice soft melons and squeezing the soap out of it. I like to dirty my baseball bat up alot of the time on purpose just to see her hands stroke it up and down while I imagine her sliding it between her legs. Sometimes I buy her dairy queen icecreams and give them to her just as they're about to melt to I can see her lick off all that white vanilla off her fingers and into her mouth making her dirty little mess, while I watch my recordings of it later and make my own dirty little mess. I like to record her cleaning for my daily afternoon jerk sessions. A frequent fantasy of mine is to imagine I'm young again so she can pat my ass nicely and softly while I get a hard on that would make Superman throw in the towel. Every day it's like Robert Downey Jr's visits to rehab in other words like clock work. One of my favorite things to do is get all the blood out of her tampons, it's like sweet bitter honey. Anyways so one day I thought I was dreaming so I misinterpreted one of my grandma's, "I want a hug" to, "Take me now my knight with shining cum." Two hours later I woke up in the hospital because she had judo chopped my windpipe, called the police, and told them to let me make myself at home at the local mental institution. Moral of the story is never give up even though shit happens.

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Just a story

I own this pet shelter, but the problem is, it's not your ordinary pet shelter, it's more for like the special animals that do retarded things. For example, this one dog is gay, well I don't think any one wants a gay dog. My proof of this is that is keeps licking the other dogs asses and then attempts to fuck them and when he doesn't get his way he drags his dick around on the floor by pushing himself with his front paws around me in circles. Or he'll go in the grass and try and put grass blades up his ass. Now I own this place which is sad enough but it's like I can't get any normal customers and I can't get any normal people to even work for me. I once got this one fucker who went around with his little santa outfit, hat, boots, and what not and kept trying to get into my pants. I clocked that mother fucker across the room and sicked my dog on him. Wasn't the best idea considering it's a gay dog and that elf fucker. Anyways I guess I ended up in this shit hole cuz of my parents. For Halloween my mom would dress me up as a pig and give me 5 seconds to run outside and hide before she beat the shit out of me with a club and tied me over a fire till I squeeled and pleaded like a pig for an hour. When I went to the store and bought my favorite Bugs Bunny cartoons my parents would record their sex sessions over it and when I played it and barfed all over the living room I could hear them laughing in the next room. Sick shit like that I guess can ruin you. When I was sleeping and couldn't wake up my dad would slap his cock on my face cuz he knew that really pissed me off. But when I socked him he'd get real offensive and give me 5 socks to the gut leaving me in pain for about 2 days. When I took a piss I'd piss out blood. Now here I am in a mess I can't clean up cuz my parents fucked me over. They burned my homework, cummed on my school clothes and always made me late for school. They fucked up my education and if I ever told they'd find a way to get even. But that's the way life is I guess. So now I get paid 5 bucks an hour to watch retarded animals try to fly and run around and hit shit over, while the animals can't even fuck their own species. I think I'm just going to crawl in one of these cages and kill myself. Yup, have a merry life. (Nor is this story true, just a sick sick part of what I create with my imagination)