| Author: | Reata Brand | ISBN: | 9781476087115 |
| Publisher: | Reata Brand | Publication: | May 24, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Reata Brand |
| ISBN: | 9781476087115 |
| Publisher: | Reata Brand |
| Publication: | May 24, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
[Warning: This 3500+ word short story contains adult material and explicit scenes of sex by a college aged male and female, including vaginal fingering, premature ejaculation, and female penetration.]
Excerpt:
I walked over to the sofa, in perfect imitation of confidence, and carelessly plopped down next to her. She twirled a strand of loose hair in her fingers, her legs crossed, as her left leg kicked up and down rather strongly. She looked bored and uninterested.
“So, hi, Mila, remember me. It’s Mike.”
“Nipples?”
“Excuse me?”
“I remember you. You're Charlie's friend, the one they use to call ‘Nipples’, right?”
“Uh, um, I don’t quite remember that.”
“Well, maybe they just use to say it behind your back then. Just curious that’s all.”
She continued twirling her blond strands with her fingers. I tried to steer the conversation in another direction.
“So, how’s college working out for you?”
She yawned heavily, and slapped my arm with the back of her hand.
“You’re borrrrrring.” She giggled and hit me again softly.
“Hey, now, cut that out!”
I grabbed her hand and started lightly hitting the side of her face playfully with it as she rolled over to her side of the sofa laughing hysterically. Then she staggered up, obviously drunk, and kicked me in the shin, before waddling to the bathroom, laughing the entire way.
Now, dear reader, you will excuse me while I skip over some of the minor details of how I managed to find myself in the bathroom with her, for sake of pithiness and for the matter to be gotten on with. It is only for those reasons, because the details are in themselves an adventure involving Charlie's former high school teacher, Mrs. Jones, and a raccoon of all things; but that is a matter for another story...
[Warning: This 3500+ word short story contains adult material and explicit scenes of sex by a college aged male and female, including vaginal fingering, premature ejaculation, and female penetration.]
Excerpt:
I walked over to the sofa, in perfect imitation of confidence, and carelessly plopped down next to her. She twirled a strand of loose hair in her fingers, her legs crossed, as her left leg kicked up and down rather strongly. She looked bored and uninterested.
“So, hi, Mila, remember me. It’s Mike.”
“Nipples?”
“Excuse me?”
“I remember you. You're Charlie's friend, the one they use to call ‘Nipples’, right?”
“Uh, um, I don’t quite remember that.”
“Well, maybe they just use to say it behind your back then. Just curious that’s all.”
She continued twirling her blond strands with her fingers. I tried to steer the conversation in another direction.
“So, how’s college working out for you?”
She yawned heavily, and slapped my arm with the back of her hand.
“You’re borrrrrring.” She giggled and hit me again softly.
“Hey, now, cut that out!”
I grabbed her hand and started lightly hitting the side of her face playfully with it as she rolled over to her side of the sofa laughing hysterically. Then she staggered up, obviously drunk, and kicked me in the shin, before waddling to the bathroom, laughing the entire way.
Now, dear reader, you will excuse me while I skip over some of the minor details of how I managed to find myself in the bathroom with her, for sake of pithiness and for the matter to be gotten on with. It is only for those reasons, because the details are in themselves an adventure involving Charlie's former high school teacher, Mrs. Jones, and a raccoon of all things; but that is a matter for another story...
