Short story from College

9/19/2020 7:49:06 PM

Thought I'd share a funny story I wrote in creative writing in college. It was a strange prompt where we we all had to write various topics on pieces of paper and put them in a hat. The we all picked three at random. I got "John Locke" "1950S New York" and "Erotic" So I was the unlucky guy in the class that had to write erotica for a grade. I thought the end result was pretty funny, My friends still reference it all the time.

The year is 1952 and Doctor Jackson Thunder is gently making his final calibrations to his top-secret time machine. His assistant Candy Sparx was given the task to find the appropriate man to bring back from the past. After much consideration, Candy chose the great inventor, Nikola Tesla. Miss Sparx set the computer to Tesla’s exact location. The situations were prime and Doctor Thunder gave the “ok.” Candy leaned over to start the machine but her humongous breasts grazed the keyboard and changed the calibration of the time machine. It was too late. The time machine had started and an unknown visitor was about to greet them from the past.

After the reactor cooled down, a man emerged from the machine. He walked out stark naked. It was old man with a large nose and a rather impressive cock that made even the well-traveled Miss Sparx swoon. Doctor Thunder realized that it was the great philosopher, John Locke. He was very confused and disoriented then he immediately fainted. Angry with Candy Sparx for her mistake, Doctor Jackson Thunder demanded that she strip naked and receive a whipping. Little did Jackson know, this was the opposite of a punishment for Candy.

The sounds of Doctor Jackson’s vigorous spanking woke up the unconscious Locke. Scared and confused by his surroundings, he grabbed a sheet from the laboratory and fled. He exited the building into the streets of Manhattan. Many people passed by and were unimpressed, thinking he was just another homeless man begging for money. Some of the more wealthy folks of the city handed him some money. A particularly wealthy fellow felt great pity and offered him old suit that he had worn out. A less wise man may have been offended, but the great mind of John Locke realized he would never find any answers as a naked lunatic. After dressing himself he took to the streets to figure out his quite peculiar situation.

He wandered the streets but had trouble finding any answers. He saw a newspaper stating the year was 1952 and he learned that he was in the United States of America, a land that he had never heard of. Every conversation was short and unhelpful, as the people of the city had no time for an old man and his questions.

Locke eventually wandered into the slums of the city. Night had fallen and Locke had nowhere to stay for the night. He saw a woman standing on the corner in promiscuous clothes. Her name was Marianne, she ran away from her farm town in Ohio to pursue an acting career. After she was caught sleeping with the director of her first movie, her reputation was ruined and she turned to a life or prostitution. John Locke timidly approached her and asked his she can help him find a place to stay for the night. She looked him up and down and said that he needed to pay to stay the night with her. Lock pulled out all the money he had collected from the patrons of the city. Marianne counted the money and told him it would be just enough for a blowjob. She grabbed Locke’s hand and dragged him to her dirty basement apartment.

This woman wildly aroused Locke and, even though he had never heard of a blowjob before, he was very excited to find out. Marianne pulled down Locke’s pants to reveal his massive penis. Marianne had never seen a member this large in her life and knew she couldn’t pass up this opportunity. Marianne needed this cock inside of her. So after sucking Locke’s dick fully erect, Marianne stripped naked and proceeded to give John Locke the best sex of his life. They went at it for hours; they tried every position and never grew tired. Locke finally finished safely on Marianne’s filthy bed sheets. After the sex, Lock thought to himself, “My life studies had led me to believe that people are naturally good…but this chick is BAAAAAADDD.” Locke took a drag of Marianne’s cigarette and realized that he could get used to this.