There once was a traveling salesman..

Pawnster

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Just was thinking of the old traveling salesman joke...."have to sleep with my daughter" We will need varios characters like the father, daughter, brother, secretary, salesman and what ever you can think of....just give me some ideas and I will start it soon...I will be the salesman...and as you know I write a lot...good to be back.
 
Secretary????

OOC: I would like to play the secretary if you get this thread started.......I love writing with you and enjoy reading your posts.
Welcome back Pawnster!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
John

Sure there is the freedom of the open road and the fun of the hunt but being a traveling salesman is not all that romantic. Even though I specialize in the sale of adult novelty items and sex aids it can still be boring as hell. It is my good fortune to have my bodacious secretary Nancy with me. Nancy is what you call an interesting combination of beauty and brains where the beauty is obvious and brains are not, she likes to play the dumb blonde but is realy very educated and I would never be without her. The fact that she is stacked and has legs that never quite end also an asset to the long nights on the road. And no we have never had sex, at least not yet...."why not?" Not sure realy I know from our conversations she is cerainly not a virgin and I know that she ummmmmmmmm......has an "eye for the ladies" and I am also certain she has enjoyed some of the items in our sample case...but as for her and I, well maybe we just never got around to it. Our story begins with our trusty steed breaking down on a country road and Nancy and I walking up to a nearby farm house for help. OOC Come on folks this is a great set up need a farmer, farmer daughter, farmer son, etc....
 
Nancy

I have always liked being John's secretary.......he is a nice man to work for. I have found myself to be attracted to him on more than one occasion, but I have never acted on those feelings as I am not sure if he thinks of me in the same way.

We have talked a lot about sex and the various "play things" that he sells........hell, I have even tried some of them out, but I bet it would be a lot more fun with his help!! During some of our discussions I have let him know that I am attracted to women.....
there is something about pleasuring a woman that just makes me wild with passion.......but it has been so long since I have had a partner........male or female.

Once again the old stead breaks down and of course it is out in the middle of no where. We walk up to an old farm house, hoping to get help.

"Well John, I wonder if anyone is home?" I begin to knock on the door again.
 
hello

O.O.C.


Hello Pawnster , will I be welcomed on this thread ?...and welcome back you have been missed ......, Also hi , to you , All Night Long , missed you aswell .....

Had to totally reformat this computer , been having hell of a lot of trouble with it ....
 
I'd like to jump in as the honest, yet a little slow, farmhand, Luke (strong, blonde, all American and dense as lead), if the opportunity presents itself.
 
Salesman

"Well howdy there, we do not mean to disturb you sir but our car has broken down and well if its not too big of an imposition we would appreciate a little warmth...would it be possible for yuou to invite us in...to warm up before we catch our death out here in the rain." My what a huge blond haired giant....Nancy glancing down at that package....my he is a giant aint he.
 
sarah

OOC.

I would like to play Lukes sister, Sarah, a blonde 21 year old with a fantastic figure , shoulder length hair, blue eyes and been laid from here to eternity .......


I.C.

Sitting in our farm house , on this cold grey evening , I hear a knock at the door , looking over at Luke , I half smile , wonder if this is some handsome lad for me ....

Noticing Luke walking to the door , I peek out the window to see this guy at the door talking to Luke and this woman with him , handsome couple they are , mmmmmm , wonder what they want ....

Peering through the crack in the door , I hear the one man say he needs some warmth , gee I would give him warmth I think .....mmmmmm ......

Looking out I am sure that the man noticed me , or did he ?
 
Salesman

"Howdy miss......might we bother you for some coffee and warmth it sure is wet and getting cold out here." My what a sight for sore eyes I hope thats not this dudes wife maybe his sister or both....never know these days especially this far from the Mason Dixon.
 
sarah

This travelling saleman was stood in our door way , Luke was talking to him , then I heard him say "Howdy Miss " and something about coffee, by then I was just staring at this handsome man , wondering what he was like in the sack .....mmmmmm

My mind started to wander , wandering what it was like feeling his hands all over my body , my nipples instantly hardening at the thought , realitity shaking me back to my senses, looking at him , I blush slightly ...

"Would you both like to step in , sorry my manners are so poor today ".....I stammer to him ...

Holding the door open , I feel him brush against me , instantly arousing me .....mmmm ....think this might be fun .....
 
Luke

Well, I'm guessin' you can come in, Sir. And you too, pretty lady. The Sir and Misses ain't home right now, but they said to always be cordjal to cump'ny.

Cum on back to the kitchen, ad have a seat.

<Luke leads them back to the kitchen, and waits for both of the guests to go before him. When Sarah starts to follow them, he grabs her by her arm and pulls her close.>

Careful now, Sissy. You 'member what happened last time. You'd best behave yourself til Misses gets home, or she might have to take the strap to you again.

<Luke lets Sarah go and she sticks out her tongue at him before going into the kitchen. Luke follow, but only after using both hands to "adjust" himself - Sarah does have a nice ass, and it's always nice to have company over.>
 
john

"Thanks friend, my name is John and this is my secretary Nancy.....thank you may we have some coffee and a couple towels or something tho ummm....wear cause we are rather soaked and do not want to sit here dripping."
 
Luke

Sure thing, Sir. 'n' if you don't mind, could you not mention it to the Missus that I forgot to offer. She hates it when I'm rude to guests, but sometimes I just forget the little things.

Follow me.

<Luke leads both of the visitors back to a single small bathroom and turns on the single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. The room is very simple and rural, but spotless. There are standard bathroom items, and a several small handtowels that could be used to dry off with, but nothing useful for providing much coverage.>

Just hand me out your wet clothes and I will hang 'em up so they dry for you. Sarah! could you go get something for these nice folks to wear. (ooc: pick out something *nice* sarahuk4)

<Luke pulls the door almost closed to give some "privacy", but stands near the door ready to take the clothes when/if they are offered.>
 
sarah

John introduced himself and his secretary , Nancy , who was very pretty and I felt she quiet liked me , from the look she gave me , smiling very welcoming to me ....

Luke told me to find them some nice clothes, which I did , a pair of levis for them both , and a old shirt of Dad's for John and an old blouse of mine for Nancy , luckily we were the same size ....

Handing them over to Luke he smiled at me ...knowing I found John attractive ....

"Luke let me take the clothes in to them please " , I whisper to him , rubbing his head , knowing how he likes that ....

Opening the door , I take the clothes and walk in , trying to act embarrassed when I see John stood there virtually naked, mmmmm what a body ...and I can see he is happy to see me , his cock so hard , and he is trying to cover it over , ....mmmmmmm

"John here are your clothes ", handing them to him ....

Wonder if he felt the electric aswell .....
 
<Sarah is back with the clothes almost before the clothes are passed through the open door. As Sarah takes the dry clothes into the bathroom to give to the guests, Luke takes the wet clothes to the porch to hang them up.>

<luke thinks...> Even her panties are wet, it must be raining harder than I thought.

<he hangs up the clothes very quickly - except for the panties - and moves over to the light coming frmo the side wall (the wall beside the bathroom) kneeling down, he looks through the small hole, to see the bare backsides of the two cityfolk. They are holding small handtowels in front of themselves as Sarah stands there chatting, taking the view in.>

<With one hand steadying him against the wall, the other frees the top of his overalls (his only piece of clothing) baring his chest, and allowing him to reach his hand (the one with the panties) down to his cock>
 
John

Well finally they lead us into a bathroom to get changed. While it is strange that they put us both in the same room I figure what the heck guess this is what country folk do...well while in Rome. I smile sort of sheepish at Nancy and shrug. Then with no more hesitatation I strip out of my wet clothes and try to dry myself. Watching Nancy and wondering if she will undress I start to get ....well excited...at that thought get an erection. Now at this point I was trying to dry myself with their flimsy excuse for a towel and well I guess I took a little long at drying my groin and started to stroke my thick shaft with the worn yet very clean fabric and let myself get harder and harder fingers gliding up and down and over the head other hand on my firm chest stroking my body as I watch Nancy....when the door opened and we got our clothes I tried to turn away but I am certain our hostess got a nice eyefull of my package. "ummm..thanks....." well still nude and a little drier I turn back to Nancy clothes in hand. OOC Please do not run other peoples character.
 
sarah

OOC. Ynot , please dont run my character , we write in our own character being helped with how others wish it to run ....

I.C.

John took the clothes and I noticed the glint in his eyes ...but was it for Nancy or me , not knowing I turn around and walk out of the room ...

Entering the kitchen I put on the kettle and put out some of my new home made cakes on a plate , must seem to be neighbourly...

Pouring out the tea , I shout out ....

"Tea and cakes are ready for you all" .....waiting for them to come in ....

Sitting on the settee with my legs crossed knowing my skirt is far shorter than it should really be , hoping that John sees the tops of my legs .....
 
I'm sorry, but this is going to be an entirely OOC post...

OOC. Ynot , please dont run my character , we write in our own character being helped with how others wish it to run ....


What the hell are you talking about? Give me an example of what I did to run your character.

I recapped what you said. At no point did I have you do anything that you hadn't already said yourself.

You, on the other hand, had two other people's characters strip without them actually posting anything.

Sorry, everyone, but Sarah's accusations annoy me.

Done with this thread.
 
sarah

OOC.

Sorry Yynot you are correct ....I am wrong , so you carry on thread , I will bow out ....

Please accept my apologies .....

Sorry to Pawnster and All Night Long , long time since I was on a full thread , lost my touch I persume ....

Sorry guys ...
 
Pawnster

I am very disappointed again in my fellow writers. But this is symptomatic not only of literotica but people in general. I remember back in September I was running an excellent role play involving a desert prison but after the 11th the best writeres in the thread ran away....ok they can not tell reality from fantasy which is odd considering this is not reality. Now I loose someone that can not take a little critism and then yet another because they can not take critical resonses to theirs and that after the other one left. I am not sure if I will write any more here given the complete lack of maturity I have seen exhibited....again I am very disappointed in all of you!
 
Pawnster, get off your high horse.

<edited to add something I forgot>

Sarah, don't quit because I got upset. I'm the one who got upset, so I'm the one who quit. No hard feelings, it's just that if there is a chance something's just going to stress me, I quit.
 
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