Story Challenge:

sweetnpetite

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The challenge is to write a story using the following illustrations:




http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/03.jpg
http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/10.jpg
http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/21.jpg http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/23.jpg
http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/24.jpg
http://free-nude-pornstars.com/pics/aa/gina3/30.jpg

The trick is, you can't just say, she did this, and then she did this, and then she did this, you have to be unique.

Word limit=350 words

Can it be done?




:rose:
 
Cara.

She's my goddess.

Of course she doesn't even notice this bespectacled geek who all but drools at her whenever she passes him and then she doesn't know that most of his office time is spent in fantasizing about her. But... I can't help it.

Last Friday, our office day for dressing casually, she almost made me cum in my pants. She was wearing this... this brown thing with ties on the sleeves and neck, leaving her midriff bared. Matching jeans with ties in the place of where a button should have been completed the outfit. Now I wonder if there's something about those ribbon-like strips that makes one think about ravishing the woman who's wearing them. Just a tug and the soft material falling away from her breasts, exposing those big globes to hungry eyes, hard nipples poking up to meet the unwavering gaze, Cara's hands gliding over them, the red lacquered nails painting her in the part of a seductress she isnt...

In the afternoon she came to speak to me. Actually. Speak. To. Me! It had never happened before. We were from different departments and I was content with my glimpses of her and she suddenly materialises out of nowhere in the middle of my fantasy and hands me something. I can't even recollect what she said. My mind flashed pictures of her all the while she was talking.

Licking one nipple of that breast that keeps poking out. Could she reach her tongue out to flick it? Both her hands holding her breast up to her mouth and the other nipple poking out at me...

With a black dildo, matching the black little thing she wore around her neck, her lips stretching out to take the dildo in while she gazed at me with lust-filled eyes...

Slipping that dildo into her pussy, her red nails against her thighs, her stance totally un-selfconscious...

Moaning as she pinched her nipples while that artificial cock entered her pussy...

Spread out on that desk against the wall, pushing the dildo in and out of herself as her eyes and smile dared me to get her if I could...

"Did you get all that, David?"

I nodded.

366 words.

Just wrote it in this reply box as it occured to me. No edits. Not really unique, but... *shrugs*
 
pretty good,

the word count was entiely arbirary. I don't even know why i called for it except that people seem to be more ckalleged with a word limit,


anyway, great effort. feel free to play as many times as you like:)
 
sweetnpetite said:
pretty good,

the word count was entiely arbirary. I don't even know why i called for it except that people seem to be more ckalleged with a word limit,


anyway, great effort. feel free to play as many times as you like:)

Thank you.

And yes, the word limit did make it more challenging. :)
 
I seem to be having a small case of writer's block. I'd be obliged S&P if you help me out here with a few more pictures. I just can't seem to get the spine of this story.

I'm feeling "porn" here -- it's a sort of pornographic story, in a way. But I haven't actually got her motivation.
 
dang, I don't have thh pics on hand anymore. I should have included a link when I had it to the index page.

Possible motives-



She's alone and she doesn't know anyone is watching


She's alone and she knows someone is peeking


She's doing a photo shoot for a skin mag, but she's getting really turned on, and she is teasing the photographer who thinks he's gonna get some afterwards, but he's not.


Beyond that.. you'll have to use your imagination

:heart:
 
Sweetnpetite, I swear I had this idea before I read your suggestions...of course, it's not exacly unique but...oh well, it's something.

“Okay,” said the photographer, “let’s start with something simple. Stare right at me and lower that top just a little.”

The sultry blonde with large tits stared right at the lens and lowered her brown top, releasing her glorious melons for the camera. Where her bikini had been was a milky-white patch of skin on each breast, surrounded by a bronze tan from lazing in the sun. Her nipples were small hardened nubs, the result of either being turned on or from the chill blasting from the wheezing air conditioner.

Click. Whir.

“Nice, now how about you take it all the way off?”

With fluid movements the top slid from her torso and she tossed it away.

“Could you grab one of your tits and lick the nipple? No, don’t look at the camera. Yes, just like that.”

Click. Whir.

“Take off your jeans, could you darlin’?”

Like her top, the jeans were released as if she were a snake shedding a skin. There was a similar patch of white skin where her thong had resided.

“Grab that big black dildo and put it up to your lips. Angle your head away slightly, look at me with one eye. Perfect.”

Click. Whir.

“Put it inside your pussy. No, don’t put that much in, just an inch. Give me a dirty look, like you really want to get fucked.”

Click. Whir.

When she had her head turned, the photographer repositioned his stiffening cock so it wasn’t aching.

“Now, lower yourself into a crouching position and place the bottom of the dildo onto the floor. Huh? Yeah, that’s right, like you’re riding a guy. Now, close your eyes and pinch your nipples. Nice, hold that position.”

Click. Whir.

“Very nice shot, you’re smoking. Okay, lay partially on the floor with one leg raised. Yup, just like that, now open those legs and stick the dildo into your pussy. Very nice, could you give me a bit of a flirty smile?”

Click. Whir.

“Great, that’s the last shot. Thanks for coming in, we’ll get back to you if you get the receptionist’s job.”

Word Count: 350
 
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My Shot at it!

Manda was sick of shopping, the heels she wore just didn’t cut it when it came to spending all day wandering the boutiques trying on clothes.

‘This is the last store, if I don’t find what I’m looking for here I’m going home’ she insisted. Walking in and checking out the faux suede accents which many of the new fashions possessed. Manda picked out a few items just as the sales clerk came over.

“Please, I’ve only a few things but I need to get an outfit before I can no longer walk” she stated as the clerk showed her the change room.

Slipping inside and slipping off her blouse, the sight of her breasts caught her as she reached for the top she picked out. Pulling it on, adjusting the ties, Manda began to think of what her breasts would feel like under the faux suede. Running her hands under the neckline, exposing her breasts, her nips rock hard as she enjoyed the moment.

Quickly she removed the top, and took her breast in her mouth, sucking her nipple as though it were a sweet lolly. Without hesitation, she reached for her bag, pulling out her favourite toy, taking it in her mouth coaxing it deeper.

Soon her jeans were off and the massive black dildo was penetrating her luscious lips. Standing looking in the mirror, Manda stroked her aching pussy with her toy, so hot and ready the sight drover her wild. Trying to stay quiet as the clerk came to the door, “Miss, do you need anything else?” she asked. With a slight giggle, Manda told her things were okay she was just adjusting things to make sure they fit.

Crouching down with the dildo deeply impaled between her folds, Manda took her breasts in her hands and began to tweek them as she rode. Her feet now killing her she lay out to the side making it easier to manipulate her sex. Working her way to an orgasm she sat on the floor propped up against the soft white bench pinching her nipples until she caught her breath.
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352 words including the extra picture too I might add! lol
Cealy
 
Hi Cealy, Damn you rock girl!

Here is my 2 cents worth (350 words)
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Jessie missed her man, why the hell did George W. have to send her man to war, just to fuel his damn re-election campaign.

Jessie adjusted the new video camera one more time on its long slender black legs.

“That ought to do it.” She said out loud as she moved back against the bare wall in her laundry room, “My man is going to cum in his pants when he sees this movie.”

Jessie turned on her jam-box, and popped in her favorite “Marvin Gaye” cd.
As the music started she began to do a slow strip tease for the camera, the red record light blinking in time to the music.

She started bumping and grinding to the soul full beat, pulling down her top and caressing each of her breasts. Seductively she threw the top to the side and began to lick her own nipples. They jumped to attention from her tongue.

Jessie did her best dancer move and shook her ass to the camera as she shed her jeans and panties; smiling to the camera she produced a big black dildo, it reminded her of her man because it was hard, black, and big.

Jessie became one with her fantasy and began to suck the dildo, like she had done to her man a hundred times before, deep-throating it, getting it nice and wet for her shaven pussy.

When it was wet she pushed it between her swollen lips, her back against the wall. Dreaming of her big black man roughly fucking her, like he owned her.

Jessie told him to lie on the floor, as she straddled his hard black dick, her new spike heels on each side of his hips. As the head of his cock split her folds, she held it there and tweaked her nipples hard.

The fantasy was too much and she came, her fluids making the black vibrator shine into the lens of her camera.

“My man is going to love this.” She sighed and sank lower on its hard shaft, blowing a kiss to the lens, wishing it was real.

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Jmt
 
sweetnpetite said:
The challenge is to write a story using the following illustrations:

The trick is, you can't just say, she did this, and then she did this, and then she did this, you have to be unique.

Word limit=350 words

Can it be done?




:rose:

Dallas Was No Cheerleader
by Dirt Man 335 words

She was, and still is an arrogant blond Goddess, the former prom queen turned smutty exhibitionist for pay that most men simply drool over. But I knew her as Trish back when that mattered. Not that her stage name Dallas didn't fit her new self image as she introduced herself as my special personal birthday gift from my best friend, Joe. Her firm full breasts were still legendary, and all that was needed to hold up the nearly nothing brown shimmering stringy blouse above her hip hugging chic jeans as she sauntered in, a boom box in one hand, and what looked like a sawed off baseball bat wrapped in black tape in the other.

"Hmm..." she murmured putting the boomer on the coffee table as she looked me up and down, "I don't remember you being that well endowed in high school, Johnny."

"You wouldn't," I replied, a touch of sarcasm in my voice as she turn the music on, and pushed me into the comfortable chair, "we never dated in high school."

"My loss," and her smile as she slipped out of the blouse said she meant that, "I didn't date black men back then. But I've recently acquired a real hunger for chocolate."

"Is that so?"

One thing you can say about Trish, she always put her mouth where her mind was. And where I wanted to put mine at that moment. Seeing her suckling at that wonderful pink capped chest mountain, and then later showing me her ability to take me on in bed with the help of that taped bat of hers turned me into an instant Dallas fan for life.

We didn’t actually have sex then, it wasn’t part of her job, but she asked me out on a date for this weekend after putting her clothes back on, and just before she left.

“Sure,” I replied as I escorted her to the door, “but on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“That you let me supply the bat this weekend.”
 
340 words...un-edited.

I was behind the counter that day as a favor to Jim. He had to be in court for some minor infraction and needed someone he trusted to run the place. I was standing there, idly wiping the counter free of the dust when she walked in.

Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and she smiled at me openly. I looked up to see her smiling, then as I looked back down I saw her hands undoing her top. Her large breasts popped into my view, hard nipples begging for a tongue, which she soon provided. Her eyes were on a dildo on the top shelf.

“Can I try it on for size…handsome?”

I nearly broke the glass door on my side in the haste to retrieve it for her.

“Here…um…that the right one?”

“Oh baby, it’s long, it’s black and it’s in my hand…yeah.”

She took it from my shaking hand and proceeded to swallow it. The whole time she was looking into my eyes, a smile in hers. She was a professional at teasing me and she knew that I was hard as a rock.

Naked, she sucked that black shaft until she had to put it elsewhere. Her fingers parted those wet lips, the head of that shaft spreading them even farther as she worked it inside. She started to move it in and out, and soon she squatted down as she took it fully inside her overheated body.

“Come here lover boy, I want to taste you too.”

I walked around the counter and as I got up to her she took my hard cock in her hands and began to suck me just like she had sucked that black shaft minutes before. I didn’t last long, being as worked up as I was. She never missed a drop.

After she orgasmed, she got up and dressed. Putting the dildo into her back pocket she turned and walked out the door. I stood there, my pants down around my ankles staring as she walked away.


Best I could do under the circumstances.:D
 
second go of it!

Andrew was always interested in the beautiful women living in the dorms across the courtyard. One in particular, a beautiful blonde, with many boyfriends, her window directly in view of his, leaving nothing to the imagination.
A favorite pass time of his, was to pull his chair up to the window, tilting the blinds, slipping off his boxers, and slowly stroke as she got ready for bed.
Every night was the same, gingerly removing her clothes in front of the window. Taking time to experience her body as though it were the first, her hands had touched her feminine parts.
Her top dropped over her shoulders exposing her chest, a moan, and a deep stroke, as he watched her moves. Slowly she exposed those rounded globes, so perky, and tight. “That’s it girl, slip off that top and taste those precious baubles!” He exclaimed. Next thing he saw, her standing, sucking on her nips, unlike any other night he thought, she was doing this just for him.
The window, just grazing the tops of her thighs provided him an excellent show. Tilting his head back and closing his eyes his strokes became longer and tighter. His gaze meeting hers once again, he saw “the beast”. A huge black dildo she used from Sunday to Thursday to satisfy her needs. Standing stark naked, she slipped the dildo between her lips. Sucking it hard, he watched the vacuum she created in her mouth. Without a pause, she slipped it between her legs and looked directly into his eyes. “Oh ya, take it baby, take my meat!” he insisted with each stroke. Stroke after stroke she slid it in. Then all of a sudden, perched on the edge of her bed, dildo in hand and squatting over it, taking all it had to offer. “Oh gawd! I’m going to blow!” he moaned watching her every move. Catlike, she slid to her side, stroking her pussy, she started to thrust bring them both to an orgasm he will never forget. To his surprise, she winked blowing him a kiss before turning out the light.

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Hows that one Jmt?
Cealy
 
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