Frisky – flash fiction

“I need you here right now. Bring a friend. I am frisky”

Was I serious?

How long before he heard my message. What then?

What if he does do it and she is a girl? What if he is some guy he just met?

I sat back.

Better get ready. A bath.

My sweet cunt needed a rest before he …? They? Got here.

The hot water did not soothe the fire inside. It burned in me.

I thought about it for a while.

I wanted this. He better not come alone.

Someone who knows nothing about me. Someone exciting.

We can kiss and fuck and kiss and fuck.

He can watch.

I want her fingers exploring, her tongue higher.

I want this guy’s prick searching out my throbbing ache.

They can have all of me and then tell me how sweet and dirty I am.

Then he can join in. Maybe. After a while.

Would he do it?

He will not have me if he comes alone.

I might suck his dick, and then stop.

Tell him to go out on the street and find someone if he wants more.

Hurry sweetheart. I want to meet your friend.

 

copyright 2016 Ronnie F Strong

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Author: Ronnie Strong

Ronnie came to writing fine erotica via his studies and career in professional writing. He grew up in East Doncaster, during the sixties and seventies. Ronnie then lived in student share houses in Fitzroy during the 1980s. He moved further north in Melbourne's suburbs over the years. He also had an interlude in a country town and Melbourne’s inner western suburbs. He is now very settled in a little pocket of Reservoir near La Trobe University. That is where he completed his PhD. Ronnie is a working parent with young children. His day job as a policy officer with a government department is a bit of a distraction, but does pay the bills. Ronnie loves music and has been a David Bowie fan all his life. He follows the Sydney Swans AFL football club. He also like reading and great movies and television series.

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