1. The Penis Mightier than the Sword


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Exhibitionism, Male/Female, Reluctance, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    don’t matter long as he got a cock and some spunk,” Old Dan Daniels chipped in. That got a laugh. Poor old Dan, he must have been around seventy years old but he didn’t look a day over two hundred. He had around three teeth and when he washed his face once it turned out he was actually a white guy after all. “What about the old ladies?” someone suggested. “I don’t know,” I said, “How’s about this, every woman between eighteen and forty who lives in Pradesville has to be fucked bareback at least once in every Calendar month?” “Get Pre - verts by the Greyhound bus load,” Sam Hanks chipped in, “Got to keep it to townsfolk.” “Hey, I could sell licenses,” Jenna Foulks suggested. She ran the Drugstore on Main Street. “Like a Driver’s Licence.” “I guess,” I said. “What about if a woman can’t get laid, maybe you should fine any guy who refuses?” Miss Drake suggested hopefully, “$100 maybe?” There was a lot of talk, “So what do you say, all in favour?” I looked, half the hands were up. A couple of old biddies were put out about the 40 bit but when I asked who was against there weren’t nobody. So we brought in the new law, right there and then. April 1st. Jenna sold licenses in the drug store, $10 per month, which seemed fair as she lost a heap of sales of condoms and the pill. It never bothered me over much. I had gotten used to being on my own since my child hood crush married Dan Parker instead of me twenty and more years ago.. It was around June when I realise the Licenses were ...
    a success. Seems 98% of guys over 18 had signed up. Nigh on every girl got married on her 18th birthday but it was too soon to say if there was any more kids being started. “You don’t have a license Roy,” Jenna at the Drug Store pointed out. “Nope,” I said, “I ain’t forcing no one to do nothing they don’t want.” “No but you should have,” she said, “Just in case,” and she handed me one she done earlier. “On the house.” Like a credit card. My name and Maidstone County Special License wrote on it and my picture alongside. Then complaints come in. Franck Blombfeld complained that Ellie-May Parker wouldn’t let him sex Angela, her daughter. I near laid him out there and then. He was just a red neck. Ellie-May Parker was my teen crush. Angela was the sweetest little angel you ever did see. Since her husband Dan walked out Ellie-May just about kept Angela under lock and key except when she went out to high school. So I figured I had to do something, . I went round the Parker place. Ellie-May came to the door all demure like. Black knee length skirt, white sweater. “Hi Ellie-May,” I says. “Roy, what brings you here?” she said with a big smile. She looked great. “You wouldn’t let Franck date Angela?” I suggested. “No,” she agreed. “Look Ellie-May, its the law OK," I explained. “I know,” she said pleasantly. “Actually I had been expecting you.” I went inside, “See by law Angie should have been laid by now.” “And so should I,” she said provocatively. “Ok but no one is complaining,” I ...
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