These stories have nothing to do with Margaret. I found some interesting photos at an inter-net site that invites people to write VERY short stories about the pictures. I call the stories snapshots.
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Snapshot #1, (about a photo of a nude woman in the woods, leaning back against a tree while she plays with herself)
I know I've been a bad girl. You warned me, but I didn't listen. You told me that if I kept on playing with my cunt and clitty, you would put me out where nobody would find me and I could fuck myself all I wanted, alone.
I tried to be obedient, but I couldn't help myself. This morning the sun came beaming in the window and warmed the satin sheets of my bedroom, and before I was truly awake my hand slipped between my thighs. The feeling of pleasure as both my fingers and the warm sunlight caressed my clitty was so wonderful, and soon I was moaning in delight. "Just what do you think you are doing, young lady?" Your voice snapped me into awareness. I tried to pretend that I hadn't been doing anything wrong, but you had seen too much. You strode toward me and grasped my hair, then dragged me from the room. Down the stairs we went and out the back door into the chill autumn air.
You did not allow me the dignity of walking, as I struggled on my knees and sometimes on my belly to keep up with you as you dragged me into the woods. I became dirty on my tummy and my tits, as my soft body was has hauled across the ground. We came to an old oak tree, that had a big eye-bolt screwed into it about 18" above the ground. You quickly unlocked my slave-collar and passed it through the bolt-loop before re-locking it. My neck was totally immobilized against the tree trunk.
"OK, you little slut. You want to play with yourself?" you demanded, "Go ahead. Stick your dirty little fingers in your dirty little cunt! Make yourself cum, and maybe I'll let you loose."
Desperate to be released, I obeyed. I didn't care about the grime on my fingers as I spread my thighs and began to masturbate for your viewing pleasure. I stuck my middle finger up inside my cunt and rubbed my hand against my clitty, hoping against hope that you would relent and let me come back inside to lick your pussy in the warmth of your bed before nightfall.
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Story #2, (about a photo of a nude blonde woman lying on a motel room bed with her ass toward the camera)
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I exclaim. "But the sign on the door was turned to 'chambermaid, please clean room'."
You smile and reply, "I know. Would you please put my purse on that table over there?" Of course I am happy to do that, and then you surprise me again by asking, "Do you think I have a nice ass?"
"Uh, yeah." I manage to stammer. I feel myself blushing as I stare at your beautiful naked body.
You extend a hand with perfectly manicured hot pink nails, "Come here, sweetheart." Nervously I approach, and you grasp my wrist, guiding it gently to your naked bum. "Oh yes, you have such nice soft hands. I love it when little girls run their hands over my ass."
Well, I'm not really a little girl any more. Actually I'm 20, even if I do have a rather petite figure. I find I enjoy running my fingers over your rear, especially when you start to moan. "Oh Yes!" you whisper as your thighs part, exposing a glistening wet pussy. "I love the way you touch me. Oh please, lick me! Kiss my ass, sweetheart!" Eagerly I bury my face between your ass cheeks and start to probe your anus with my tongue.
"Yes! That's so nice!" you gasp, "But please, in my purse, there's a strap-on dildo and a tube of lube! Would you please..?"
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Story #3, (about a photo of just the torso of a woman at night who is lifting her shirt to expose her breasts, while the other had begins to pull down her bikini bottom)
Raucous rock music crashed out of the seaside disco club as you emerge onto the beach. The bright amber lights of the night club compete with the softer bluish lumination coming from the parking lot, for the privilege of shining on your perfect body.
Obviously the club is too claustrophobically hot for you, and you need a breath of the fresh sea breeze. I don't blame you. I love to sit under the stars, with the waves washing up over my toes. I have no stomach for the crowded club scene, but I enjoy it when someone like you comes out to share the sea with me.
From my seat on the sand, I admire your lovely form as you lift your to to expose your lovely breasts to my gaze. I can tell that the cool ocean air is exciting your nipples. They stand out, perfectly silhouetted by the landward illumination, and my mouth yearns for them.
My excitement increases as you pull down your tiny bikini bottom to allow the cool damp air to caress your precisely trimmed pubic patch. If only I were the gentle wind, I would love to blow down the crack of your lovely ass, then up again to cool your damp cunt before titillating the excited nub of your clit. But I am only a woman, and all I can do is lie back on the beach, nude under the moonlight, and hope that you will take notice and love me.
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Story#4, (about a photo of two women in 1930s era lingerie and a dark bedroom, looking at the camera)
Why are you looking in through our window? Is it because you like to spy on women in their underwear? Does it excite you that I have just taken Sabrina's sexy little camisole off? I hope you enjoyed the view of her full breasts with their hard brown nipples.
In just a few moments Sabrina is going to roll my knee-high stockings down and off of my legs. You can already see my slim and creamy thighs, and I bet you would just love to see the rest. Until I noticed you lurking outside, I was so looking forward to having her full, luscious lips kiss their way up my inner thighs.
You pervert, I bet the sight of me in my sheer little half slip really turns you on. I know you can see my nipples through my transparent top, and I bet your mouth is just watering at the idea of sucking them.
Well, Sabrina is going to do that, because she is the most fabulous lover in the world. I wear sheer little tops like this because she loves to nibble my nips right through the delicate cloth. She knows that my pussy is wet for her right now and she is never shy about slipping a finger in there to get it nice and lubricated, before she slides it into my anxious ass hole. I love it when her hot tongue swirls around my clitty, but you have interupted our impending passion, just by peering in our window.
So now Sabrina is coming to close the curtain, and you have a choice to make. Are you coming in ?
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Story #5, (about a photo of a woman lying on a mattress with a rose between her naked breasts, and a scrap of deep red cloth draped across her hips)
Thank the Goddess the photo session is over. I abandon the camera and crawl onto the satin-covered mattress, and my mouth closes on your rose. Careless of possible thorns, I take the stem in my teeth and brush the petals across your rapidly stiffening nipples. The flower traces up your throat and you sigh in gentle satisfaction as the fragrant rose passes across your lips and under your nose. Your mouth opens and your tongue flicks out to taste the passing softness.
Your lips are even more enticing than the rose, and I abandon the flower to my hand as I bend to take your lips in mine. We share our love slowly, seductively, mouth to mouth. I extend an arm to brush the soft petals up the inside of your raised thigh.
Careful of possible scratches, I guide the voluptuous flower-head up under the fabric that has shielded your sex from the eager eye of the camera. You spread your thighs wider to allow the dancing petals to tease the opening flower of your vagina. Your breath comes in short gasps as my tongue traces its way down your throat to your erect nipples. The quivering wetness in my cunt swells out to engulf my body in excitement as I suckle at your yielding breasts.
A tiny whimper of passion escapes your rose-bud lips, calling to me for another kiss. But my eager mouth is headed in another direction. My wet tongue traces down your wonderful smooth belly, and pauses briefly to swirl around the seductive depression of your navel. I am rewarded by a yearning movement of your hips, which call me to lick ever lower.
Softly, my unoccupied hand lifts the velvet from your body, and the naked scent of your succulent sex caresses my nostrils. I can't help my self, my lips are drawn as if by a magnet to yours, and my tongue reaches out for your woman-taste.
Careful of your hair, I straddle your head as my tongue slides wetly between your cunt lips. You need not raise your head and lick me to make me cum, as a single drop of my fuck-juice drips on your lips. ========= Story #6, (about a photo of a young girl with an innocent face, playing with herself in front of the camera)
Hello Desire. Have you ever been in a studio before? No? Well never mind. You just do everything I say, and everything will be fine. Now you just sit down on this couch. See it's all covered in satin, so it won't scratch your tender little bum.
That's right, now spread your thighs so the camera can see you. We're going to make lots of nice pictures together. The camera really likes it if it looks like you are wet down there between your thighs. Do you ever get wet down there?
Yes? Does it happen when you put your fingers down between your legs and play with yourself? Good! Now I want you to do that for me. Rub your pussy so it gets all nice and wet, and then we can take a nice close-up.
Just use your other hand to hold your legs apart, while I take a few test shots. It's OK if you want to make some noise while you rub yourself. After all, there's only you and me and the camera here. I think you might get wetter if you rub yourself faster. Oh, that's good. I bet you're getting really wet now.
Go ahead and put a finger up inside. That's right! Stick it way up in there! Now put another finger in. Make your fingers go in and out really fast. Oh, the camera really loves you! You are so photogenic. That means your pictures will be really wonderful.
Keep going sweetheart. Keep rubbing yourself until you feel a whole lot of wet down there. Faster, my little Desire! Faster! Try not to wiggle around so much, so the camera can get a nice view. Oh, you are so beautiful!
Are you cumming baby? Does it feel really nice and wet? Good for you! Now take your hand away and just lean back with your legs really wide apart. The camera needs to zoom in real close!
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Dear Readers, Do you like really short little titillation stories like this? Or should I stick to writing the longer Margaret stories?" Hugs, Selena33_ca@yahoo.com