Flash Fiction Friday #10 ~ Houseguest

Wow, I can’t believe this is my 10th flash tale. It seems like just yesterday I started doing this. *grin*

Okay, chat with you later. Onto the flashing…

I’ve written a flash fiction from the image below, which was chosen by one of my FFF comrades. Exactly 100 words, no more, no less.

(This image was chosen by Yours Truly) 😀

Sexy pic, isn’t it? 😉

Flash Fiction Friday #10 ~ Houseguest

Curtis stood in the doorway of his bedroom, convinced he had wandered into a dream. “Is this forreal…?”

His wife, Debra, had a woman pinned beneath her. She rolled her groin against the woman’s pussy. They moaned in unison.

He blinked a few times, thinking at any moment he would awaken.

Debra worked her way down her body, nibbling and kissing in a teasing manner. Then she planted her face right between her thighs, where she began to feast.

“Are you just gonna stand there?” Debra lifted her head and smiled. “Or come and have a taste of our houseguest?”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Now what dude wouldn’t want in on this scene? LOL!

Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to swing by my FFF friends’ blog spots and check out their spicy flash tales. https://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/flash-fiction-friday-crew/


17 Replies to “Flash Fiction Friday #10 ~ Houseguest”

  1. Ahhh, I just love ménages… I prefer 1 women with 2 guys, but hey, that’s me!! that’s a great post! I bet they had a great time after he realised he wasn’t dreaming 🙂

  2. Muwah, muwah, muwah. Oh yessssssss, I was hoping he’d get to do more than watch and play with himself. Was it his birthday or did his wife just decide to give him an early Xmas present? Hopefully, he didn’t leave his excitement dripping down his legs before she invited him to the party. Excellent post.

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