I can’t remember exactly what it was in my life that started me off reading Michael Jackson erotic fiction. It certainly wasn’t a lifestyle choice I made consciously…

…I can’t remember exactly what it was in my life that started me off reading Michael Jackson erotic fiction. It certainly wasn’t a lifestyle choice I made consciously.
The vast majority of the stories I read involve a lonely Michael finding a girl who teaches him how to love and introduces him to a world of sensual pleasure. One has a girl who wins a competition to meet him and ends up having sex with him in a bathtub filled with whipped cream ‘ Do you think it is wild? , asked Michael’). One site has a whole section devoted to stories about MJ and ex-wife Lisa-Marie Presley (’ That’s it! Tickle fight! she hollered’). One has him turning into a vampire and seducing a girl in a graveyard.
Once you get down to the carnal nitty-gritty it’s all kind of the same, like bad versions of letters in porn mags, except starring Michael Jackson, and I can’t stop reading them. Something about Michael trying to think about his dad to stop him cumming appeals to me. Witness: ‘He tried thinking of something else, as he…

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