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Subject: {ASSM} Aniv-Flash: Don't You Wanna Fuck? by Poison Ivan (MF caution)
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The following work of fiction contains sexual activities between
consenting adults. If you are too young, too uptight, or your
local government is too oppressive, you should stop reading now.
This Patsy and Johnny flash story (500 words or less!) is in the
public domain. While you are legally free to do anything you
like with it, out of courtesy to the author, I request that you
not remove my name or contact information.
Each Patsy and Johnny story stands on its own. My intention is
to explore a range of possibilities for these characters.
Therefore, you may find inconsistencies from one story to the
next, and they do not fit together to form a larger whole.
Don't You Wanna Fuck?
By Poison Ivan
I saw Andy at the DMV tryin' to get his license reinstated, but I
didn't stick around to chat. I don't trust myself around that
bastard, and I don't wanna lose my temper.
Me and Patsy ain't gettin' along so good lately, but rememberin'
back when Andy was screwin' Patsy made me motivated to give it
another shot. So I showed up at her doorstep.
But Patsy ain't happy to see me. "What you want, Johnny?" she
said.
Shit, I didn't know what I want, but I sure didn't like her tone.
I don't know why Patsy has to be such a cunt sometimes.
"Do you wanna fuck? Is that it?"
That wasn't it! At least that wasn't everything. I started sayin'
somethin', but Patsy cut me off.
"What's wrong, Johnny? Don't you wanna fuck?"
She whips off her sweatshirt, and she ain't wearin' no bra. Other
than a little hump on her rib, you can't hardly tell where Andy
hit her no more.
Patsy jumped right up on me. She was grabbin' me and yankin' my
hair, and when she kissed me, she bit my lip. "You gonna fuck me,
Johnny?" she said, and she jabbed her fingernails into my side.
She pushed my Levis down and grabbed my balls so hard it made me
get tears in my eyes.
She kicked off her pants and bent over, bracin' herself on a
kitchen chair. Her cunt was all red and oozy, and she wagged her
ass. "Come on, Johnny. Fuck me like a dog."
I slid my cock `tween her spongy cunt lips and worked right up
inside her. I grabbed her ass with both hands and rammed her
hard. She pushed and grunted every time I hit bottom.
It didn't take too long before we was sweatin' all over and my
legs was burnin' from thrustin' so hard. And then I was cummin'
like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
My muscles turned all to rubber, and we fell down together on the
linoleum. Patsy got up on her elbow and looked right at me. "Now
look, Johnny." She talked like a teacher scoldin' a slow student.
"I `preciate you bein' `round after Andy left. You're a real nice
guy, and you helped me through some hard times. But I tell you,
Johnny, this ain't workin'."
I guess cain't disagree with that. Still, I felt shitty, and I
called in sick the next day and drowned my sorrows in six-too-
many Miller Lites.
Later, my sister Jenna called me and bawled me out somethin'
fierce. She said Patsy is in a funk over me. I told Jenna she
musta misunderstood Patsy or somethin', cause we ain't together
no more.
"You fuckhead," Jenna said. "She just wanted you to put up a
fight. No girl wants a man who rolls over and plays dead."
I s'pose I'll never understand women.
(480 Words)
Comments? Good or bad, I'd love to hear them. Email me at
poisoniv1@hotmail.com. Or you can find more stories like this on
my website, http://bounce.to/poisoniv1.
Don't You Wanna Fuck?
By Poison Ivan
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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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