EPISODE 1: THE MAGIC SUNGLASSES
Fact no. 1: Kanda increases your sexual appetite.
In his bathroom, Max Mathan winks at his reflection in the mirror. His index finger of his right hand digs deep in his thumb-sized right nostril in exploration for that evasive piece of silver gloop. Satisfied, he applies a generous portion to his yet boyish moustache to get the perfect Devil’s horns.
‘Should I? Shouldn’t I? Shouldn’t? Should?’ He wonders and in the end leaves without washing his hands.
While in the elevator, he amuses himself with the fan switch; onoffonoffon...off...onoffonoffon, much to the chagrin of the cheek-moled lady with the tiny Chihuahua besides him.
“What a bitch!” He blurts out loud.
“‘cuse me!” She says visibly annoyed. “He’s a male.”
“I know!” Max says and walks out.
Outside the sun is up and bright and the world is flooded with light. Max whips out his X-Ray Magic Sunglasses and puts it on. And then he sees what he certainly did not expect to see: The traffic pandu’s surprisingly clean shaved testicles, the beggar-woman’s tasteless sagging breasts, the virginal rumps of a bunch of chaste nuns and a hunk of meat hanging by the ever-smiling postman. Whoa! Who’s got mail?
Fact no. 2: Eating one normal sized banana gives you enough stamina for a good ninety minutes strenuous activity.
At the Club, people dance drink dance and make merry. The inebriated sounds of falsities fill the smoked air around. While our Maxie Boy strains his eye balls through his magic glares and feels a certain pulsating strain in his pants. He has never felt so good. He has never seen such beautiful sights before. Women walk by him; naked as the day they were born. The magic glasses are sure worth more than what he got them for, wonders Max and then more letches grins stares...
Well, how he got his special magic glasses is another story in itself and will follow later in the series.
Max finds a nice cosy corner and orders a large vodka-red bull. His right hand slips down the table as he unzips and takes out his male weapon. He knows that the public exposure will be downright demeaning but he can’t risk an explosion in his pants. He soaks in the sights as his movements gain momentum.
Fact no. 3: Smoking in no way decreases your member’s length.
And then he sees her...standing at the far end with her lovely heart-shaped ass (which will make Kim Kardashain kill herself in jealously) turned towards him. Max can’t see her face but he feels so turned on that his heart beats amplify and his pupils dilate...and something else grows larger and larger till he feels he cannot constrain it in the confined space under the table...and then she turns around.
And it is exactly at this precise moment that our hero, Max Mathan notices, through his X-Ray Magic Sunglasses, hanging between her legs a piece of meat that would make even the ever-smiling postman frown. And in the spur of second as he is about to cum due to the shock, Max in self-consciousness tries to zip back his pants and then...uh-huh, while in his hurriedness gets his enlarged member stuck in his bronze zipper.
Fact no. 4: Anal-sex is illegal and punishable by law in India.
Later, Paswinder Singh aka Pussy, the pot-bellied but short-tempered Sardar-watchman outside the Club claimed that he had never heard anyone in his six year service yelp so obstreperously over the Club-thumping music.
Fact no.5: It’s every man’s fantasy to be a lesbian.
At the hospital, the doctors; who had put on their masks because it was impossible to stop grinning at Max, discharged him after just a little bit of snip-snap.
Though Max Mathan was fortunate enough to not suffer disembodiment, the scars of the incident will remain fresh in his perverted mind for a long long time to cum...sorry come.
Fact no. 1: Kanda increases your sexual appetite.
In his bathroom, Max Mathan winks at his reflection in the mirror. His index finger of his right hand digs deep in his thumb-sized right nostril in exploration for that evasive piece of silver gloop. Satisfied, he applies a generous portion to his yet boyish moustache to get the perfect Devil’s horns.
‘Should I? Shouldn’t I? Shouldn’t? Should?’ He wonders and in the end leaves without washing his hands.
While in the elevator, he amuses himself with the fan switch; onoffonoffon...off...onoffonoffon, much to the chagrin of the cheek-moled lady with the tiny Chihuahua besides him.
“What a bitch!” He blurts out loud.
“‘cuse me!” She says visibly annoyed. “He’s a male.”
“I know!” Max says and walks out.
Outside the sun is up and bright and the world is flooded with light. Max whips out his X-Ray Magic Sunglasses and puts it on. And then he sees what he certainly did not expect to see: The traffic pandu’s surprisingly clean shaved testicles, the beggar-woman’s tasteless sagging breasts, the virginal rumps of a bunch of chaste nuns and a hunk of meat hanging by the ever-smiling postman. Whoa! Who’s got mail?
Fact no. 2: Eating one normal sized banana gives you enough stamina for a good ninety minutes strenuous activity.
At the Club, people dance drink dance and make merry. The inebriated sounds of falsities fill the smoked air around. While our Maxie Boy strains his eye balls through his magic glares and feels a certain pulsating strain in his pants. He has never felt so good. He has never seen such beautiful sights before. Women walk by him; naked as the day they were born. The magic glasses are sure worth more than what he got them for, wonders Max and then more letches grins stares...
Well, how he got his special magic glasses is another story in itself and will follow later in the series.
Max finds a nice cosy corner and orders a large vodka-red bull. His right hand slips down the table as he unzips and takes out his male weapon. He knows that the public exposure will be downright demeaning but he can’t risk an explosion in his pants. He soaks in the sights as his movements gain momentum.
Fact no. 3: Smoking in no way decreases your member’s length.
And then he sees her...standing at the far end with her lovely heart-shaped ass (which will make Kim Kardashain kill herself in jealously) turned towards him. Max can’t see her face but he feels so turned on that his heart beats amplify and his pupils dilate...and something else grows larger and larger till he feels he cannot constrain it in the confined space under the table...and then she turns around.
And it is exactly at this precise moment that our hero, Max Mathan notices, through his X-Ray Magic Sunglasses, hanging between her legs a piece of meat that would make even the ever-smiling postman frown. And in the spur of second as he is about to cum due to the shock, Max in self-consciousness tries to zip back his pants and then...uh-huh, while in his hurriedness gets his enlarged member stuck in his bronze zipper.
Fact no. 4: Anal-sex is illegal and punishable by law in India.
Later, Paswinder Singh aka Pussy, the pot-bellied but short-tempered Sardar-watchman outside the Club claimed that he had never heard anyone in his six year service yelp so obstreperously over the Club-thumping music.
Fact no.5: It’s every man’s fantasy to be a lesbian.
At the hospital, the doctors; who had put on their masks because it was impossible to stop grinning at Max, discharged him after just a little bit of snip-snap.
Though Max Mathan was fortunate enough to not suffer disembodiment, the scars of the incident will remain fresh in his perverted mind for a long long time to cum...sorry come.
3 comments:
Very very vulgar, very crude, very strong!! Should have been a little more subtle..Good creativity though...I mean 'Pervertivity'!!!
rofl... ur posts r ausum
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