Applause washed over them, as the Star Wars theme ended. “Bobbie Fet” was the first one to turn and head backstage. The five “Storm troopers” followed her. Behind them they could hear the stage hands collecting costumes and fighting over one of the masks with a fan. “I hear that damn music in my sleep!”… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Stormtroopers
“Are you still there?” She lay on the floor, her hand still wrapped around the receiver. The tinny voice kept on yammering. “Jamie! Answer me! Don't you pull that fainting crap on me! I'm your mother!” Her heart pounded. Temples throbbed. She was devastated. Thoughts whirled through her brain. “If you don't answer me, I'm… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Revelations
http://googlegif.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/1252480513_megan_fox_jennifers_body.gif “So, tell me what happened.” “We went out for dinner, and then back to my apartment.” “And,” “We started drinkin'. Beer and shots. She started dancin' and rubbin' her body up against me. Making my dick hard. She was so fuckin' drunk.” “Yeah? Tell me more.” “Her damn phone rang. She started talkin'. Phone… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Stupidity
He peeled her leather skirt down with his teeth. Next her panties. She spread her legs wide and he began to tongue her sweet wet pussy. As she began to arch in orgasm, she grabbed his head and held him tight. “Almost there... almost...” Then the doorbell rang. He looked towards the door and pleaded… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday A Dish Best Served Cold.
“I don't care what you want, I need it to look like milk!” Jared growled. “But sir, when we use real milk, it just seems to disappear!” “Have you used whole milk?” “Yes sir! Nothing sticks! Plus, if we throw it on her for real, it never looks like a dress. Then we have the… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Geeks Save the Day!
“You know she's guilty!” “Right. She's just a barmaid.” Jeff slumped against the desk. The girl stood waiting. He knew she'd stolen the diamond necklace, but how to prove it? Dave stood up. “Fine. Mary, strip off. If we don't find it on her, she's innocent.” Jeff looked at Mary. He nodded. Mary shivered. She… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Thief or innocent?
Her hand slid under her pink flannel pjs, stroking her aching pussy. She rubbed her clit, and felt the heavy heat begin to build. He stroked her pussy, as he whispered in her ear. “Come for me. Soak my fingers with your sweet juice.” She loved how his fingers played her body. The way he… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Interruptions