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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.
It's Almost Like She Planned It
By Poison Ivan
Patsy called. "Johnny?" she said. "Andy's gone. Can you come over
right away?"
I don't know what I was thinkin'. I really shoulda known better.
But sometimes my prick makes my decisions for me, and it don't
always think things through too good.
She called me into the bedroom as soon as I got there. She wasn't
wearin' nothin' `cept a sweatshirt and her expensive pink silk
panties. I'm pretty sure Andy bought the panties for her, but she
wears them for me anyway. They're the one nice thing she has to
wear.
"Hurry up. I don't know how long he's gone for." She scooted
those panties off and sat on the bed with her legs open. Patsy's
got a real pretty puss, just the right puff to her lips, and a
sexy little slit. I could smell her. It attracted me like a bee
to honeysuckle. "_Oh, Johnny!_" she said as I nuzzled my head
`tween her thighs.
I ran my nose through her pubes and felt her wiry hairs on my
lips. I wrapped my arms around her legs and pushed my face hard
into her crotch.
Man! I love the way she smells and tastes! I think that's why
they call it "eatin' a girl out," `cause that's all you want to
do when you're in there like that: eat her up.
I found her clittie with my tongue and she moaned loud. And she
liked it when I tongue-fucked her hole, too. I used my fingers to
spread her lips apart and I looked inside. She was all shiny red,
and her clittie was up like a sproutin' seedlin'. I kissed it,
and then I sucked it `tween my lips.
Patsy arched against my face so hard I had to hold on to her hips
to keep her from breakin' loose.
I was so immersed in what I was doin', I don't even hear it when
Andy come in. "What the fuck is goin' on here!" he yelled.
I jumped up like a spooked deer. Patsy don't even close her legs,
she just sits there all open and drippin'.
"You've done it this time, bitch," Andy said.
"You better leave, Johnny," Patsy said.
And then they stared at each other like I wasn't there. "You
gonna be OK, Patsy?" I asked.
"Get outta here, asshole," Andy said. He kept makin' a fist and
releasin', over and over, like he was pumpin' somethin' up.
"I can handle this," Patsy said. "Go home, Johnny."
And so I left. I know I was bein' stupid, I never shoulda gone to
her house in the first place. But Patsy was stupid too. I still
cain't believe she asked me to come over like that. It's almost
like she wanted to get caught, like she planned the whole thing.
I just hope she's OK.
(474 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.
It's Almost Like She Planned It
By Poison Ivan
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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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