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Daydream Becomes Reality/Sway Of Hips/Flirting With A Stranger
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Daydream Becomes Reality/Sway Of Hips/Flirting With A Stranger I’m very fond of writing prompts that have you pick three or four of their word combinations to create a piece of fiction. I am also very fond of fiction especially if it involves a lot of body parts. The following is a combination I randomly (kinda) picked: Daydream Becomes Reality/Sway Of Hips/Flirting With A Stranger She retrieved her small pinky from the creamy batter mixture and let the excess drip slowly off her finger. “Is my batter sweet enough?” she asked not really wanting or needing an answer. “Nothing you make could be sweeter than you,” he replied taking her finger into his warm mouth and pulling the sweet concoction from her finger as he pulled it out of his mouth. Not giving him an opportunity to swallow, she planted her lips on his, licking the small drop of batter he couldn’t manage to get completely in his mouth. Her tongue swirled around the inside of his mouth and she moaned purposefully, wanting him to know how good he tasted. “Jade,” he moaned. He repeated, “Jade.” Her name got louder, “Jade!” Jade’s brown eyes flashed opened quickly. Her business partner had startled her from her daydream. “Don’t do that,” Jade ordered trying to restore her breathing to a normal pace. “I’m going to the bank, you have to come up front,” her partner giggled as she exited the shop. Jade sat behind the counter watching her customers enjoy their pastries and had not even noticed her favorite regular customer enter the shop. The patrol officer came into her shop no less than three times a week and she thoroughly enjoyed watching him during his visits. He always appeared confident and secure in his uniform and Jade fantasized often about removing it from his body and revealing the true gift beneath. “Excuse me? Excuse me, miss?” the officer tried to get Jade’s attention. “Do you have any fresh scones?” Startled, Jade stared at his soft rounded face and searched for the words to say, “they’re in the back.” She pointed to the kitchen not really understanding why. “Do you want me to go get them,” he joked. “Yes,” she said wanting him to take her in every way in her kitchen. “No,” she quickly corrected. “have a seat and I’ll bring you one.” Jade silently thanked God for a full house at that moment. The only available table was near the back. Jade watched his firm ass as he walked away from her. His uniform pants fit snug around his ass and crotch and it took everything with Jade to pull her eyes away long enough to get the requested pastry from the back. She hunted high and low for the scones she knew she baked earlier in the day but now could not locate them. Jade emerged from the kitchen to find most of her customers had left. Only two patrons and her favorite cop remained. She walked to him trying to compose the right words so she wouldn’t embarrass herself. “I’m afraid I’ll have to make a new batch; do you have time to wait? You can come help me if you’re pressed for time,” she tried her best at flirting. “Lead the way,” he flirted back. Confident, she moved her hips left to right sure that his eyes were focused on her ass this time. She pretended to adjust the bow to her apron, but was really adjusting her own little skirt just to make sure he got the view she wanted. She felt his hand on her wrist and with a flick he spun her around and their faces were mere centimeters away from each other. Her heart beat hard but not in her chest, it was beating in her throat. She tried to take a breath but he put his lips on hers and took away the last bit of air remaining in her lungs. “I don’t need a scone,” he said letting her come up for air, “I want to be inside you.” They stumbled as they tried their best to navigate their way to the kitchen without separating their bodies from one another. He backed her into the preparation table. With one arm, he cleared of all the utensils leaving only a light film of flour on the table. His hands held her waist tight and he lifted her onto the table. Pulling her thighs, he moved slid her bottom to the edge of the table and pulled her tank top off over her head. Her<b> slender </font></b>brown fingers quickly unbuttoned his perfectly ironed uniform shirt anxious to touch his bare skin as she had daydreamed about so many times before. He removed the bandana holding back her curly hair and watched it fall to her shoulders. Exposed to the cooler air, her nipples hardened and she arched his back. His tongue flicked her sensitive nipple before swallowing it in his warm mouth. She arched her back more and he cupped her other breast in his hand and softly pinched the both nipples at the same time; one with his mouth the other with his fingers and her pussy exploded in response wanting him even more. His hand moved down from her breast to her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, sat up and put her arms around his neck. “Take me sir,” she begged him softly. The desire for her long-time crush was growing more intense with his stroke of his hand on her body. He made her body quiver with anticipation and her sweet hole drip with lust. Her heart pounded in her chest so hard she was sure he could not only feel it, but hear it as well. Just when her fears were focused on her heart beat she felt his manhood plunge inside her. He slid effortlessly in and out of her body. Her thighs squeezed him tighter and her hips matched his strokes. Her breasts bounced in sync with her ass bouncing up and down on the table. Puffs of flour dust flew from the table as the two allowed their bodies to collide against one another. His breathing quickened, his thrusts intensified and she could feel his beads of sweat drip down his back onto her calves resting on his ass. He thrust again and grunted. Once more, a deeper thrust and moaned. “Come for me,” she encouraged. |
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4/9/2017 11:08 am |
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