Author Topic: Three Word Story (Read 70948 times)

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #75 on:** September 23, 2008, 11:03:43 AM »

Puts the creamy wet what? Dang! So close.

Okay I'll try to find three that keep working....

mouth. Then she

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #76 on:** September 23, 2008, 07:23:04 PM »

Slowly suckles, watching

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #77 on:** September 24, 2008, 10:25:08 AM »

Once upon a bedsheet, a handsome well hung man thought he would venture to Paris to look for a sexy unshaven goat herder who knew his way around the dungeon in the dark. While in the Louvre, he saw something that completely made him gag. Phyllis who had brought the soufflé© thought it odd and also scary to flash her more than ample buttocks, while she pulled down her eyelids over her bloodshot baby blues. The museum guards, Sid, Bob and Terry, stood in the security room scanning the screens for any untoward or solicitous activities, whilst also watching Blackadder and porn in which Edmund does an impersonation of Percy shoving himself inside of a moth-eaten rabbit suit while eating pie. The guards failed to notice the large and tasty deep fried twinkie caught in the revolving glass door. Lovely Lady Janet, adorned in luxurious white pearls, sauntered in, her hips swaying provocatively toward an erotic opportunity with all the grace of a howling storm wind. She looked up......and saw him stuffing the twinkie.....taking his time pushing it into his big, thick mustache. The creamy soft goo, running all over his favorite leather vest, Her finger traces......through the goo......leaving a sticky trail of sweet, sugary goo on pale thin fingers. She then puts the creamy, wet into her hot, wet, warm waiting mouth. Then she slowly suckles, watching.....

his reaction. He

Haruhifan · « **Reply #78 on:** September 24, 2008, 02:10:33 PM »

Once upon a bedsheet, a handsome well hung man thought he would venture to Paris to look for a sexy unshaven goat herder who knew his way around the dungeon in the dark. While in the Louvre, he saw something that completely made him gag. Phyllis who had brought the soufflé© thought it odd and also scary to flash her more than ample buttocks, while she pulled down her eyelids over her bloodshot baby blues. The museum guards, Sid, Bob and Terry, stood in the security room scanning the screens for any untoward or solicitous activities, whilst also watching Blackadder and porn in which Edmund does an impersonation of Percy shoving himself inside of a moth-eaten rabbit suit while eating pie. The guards failed to notice the large and tasty deep fried twinkie caught in the revolving glass door. Lovely Lady Janet, adorned in luxurious white pearls, sauntered in, her hips swaying provocatively toward an erotic opportunity with all the grace of a howling storm wind. She looked up......and saw him stuffing the twinkie.....taking his time pushing it into his big, thick mustache. The creamy soft goo, running all over his favorite leather vest, Her finger traces......through the goo......leaving a sticky trail of sweet, sugary goo on pale thin fingers. She then puts the creamy, wet into her hot, wet, warm waiting mouth. Then she slowly suckles, watching.....his reaction. He

burped loudly at

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #79 on:** September 24, 2008, 02:13:58 PM »

that crucial moment

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #80 on:** September 25, 2008, 11:18:44 AM »

LOL Haru!

I was just using the "......" to imply it was in the middle of the sentence. I guess I better be careful with punctuation in the future.

The noise was

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #81 on:** September 26, 2008, 02:37:41 AM »

oddly alluring at

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #82 on:** September 26, 2008, 08:17:01 AM »

to her ears.

Haruhifan · « **Reply #83 on:** September 26, 2008, 09:57:16 AM »

Well the "..." adds to the story now! Heh.

Once upon a bedsheet, a handsome well hung man thought he would venture to Paris to look for a sexy unshaven goat herder who knew his way around the dungeon in the dark. While in the Louvre, he saw something that completely made him gag. Phyllis who had brought the soufflé© thought it odd and also scary to flash her more than ample buttocks, while she pulled down her eyelids over her bloodshot baby blues. The museum guards, Sid, Bob and Terry, stood in the security room scanning the screens for any untoward or solicitous activities, whilst also watching Blackadder and porn in which Edmund does an impersonation of Percy shoving himself inside of a moth-eaten rabbit suit while eating pie. The guards failed to notice the large and tasty deep fried twinkie caught in the revolving glass door. Lovely Lady Janet, adorned in luxurious white pearls, sauntered in, her hips swaying provocatively toward an erotic opportunity with all the grace of a howling storm wind. She looked up......and saw him stuffing the twinkie.....taking his time pushing it into his big, thick mustache. The creamy soft goo, running all over his favorite leather vest, Her finger traces......through the goo......leaving a sticky trail of sweet, sugary goo on pale thin fingers. She then puts the creamy, wet into her hot, wet, warm waiting mouth. Then she slowly suckles, watching.....his reaction. He burped loudly at that crucial moment. The noise was oddly alluring at to her ears.

She crept up

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #84 on:** September 26, 2008, 04:52:16 PM »

Did I really make "at to her ears"? Man I have got to start paying more attention! Sorry folks!

Continuing...

behind him and

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #85 on:** September 26, 2008, 07:31:45 PM »

gently at his

DTM (Wet and grey) · « **Reply #86 on:** September 27, 2008, 11:54:16 AM »

ears began to

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #87 on:** September 27, 2008, 01:52:20 PM »

lick and nibble

Haruhifan · « **Reply #88 on:** September 28, 2008, 10:55:04 AM »

Once upon a bedsheet, a handsome well hung man thought he would venture to Paris to look for a sexy unshaven goat herder who knew his way around the dungeon in the dark. While in the Louvre, he saw something that completely made him gag. Phyllis who had brought the soufflé© thought it odd and also scary to flash her more than ample buttocks, while she pulled down her eyelids over her bloodshot baby blues. The museum guards, Sid, Bob and Terry, stood in the security room scanning the screens for any untoward or solicitous activities, whilst also watching Blackadder and porn in which Edmund does an impersonation of Percy shoving himself inside of a moth-eaten rabbit suit while eating pie. The guards failed to notice the large and tasty deep fried twinkie caught in the revolving glass door. Lovely Lady Janet, adorned in luxurious white pearls, sauntered in, her hips swaying provocatively toward an erotic opportunity with all the grace of a howling storm wind. She looked up......and saw him stuffing the twinkie.....taking his time pushing it into his big, thick mustache. The creamy soft goo, running all over his favorite leather vest, Her finger traces......through the goo......leaving a sticky trail of sweet, sugary goo on pale thin fingers. She then puts the creamy, wet into her hot, wet, warm waiting mouth. Then she slowly suckles, watching.....his reaction. He burped loudly at that crucial moment. The noise was oddly alluring at to her ears. She crept up behind him and gently at his ears began to lick and nibble

his earlobes while

Tinks (NSFW) · « **Reply #89 on:** September 28, 2008, 01:56:29 PM »

running her foot

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