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FullCircle -> Mrs Jones: a story of life love and loss. (Ok a porno story) (5/29/2006 6:05:16 AM)

Hello all.

My latest project involves writing a porno story line about a lonely housewife named Mrs Jones. The problem for me is I am suffering writers block and was wondering if you nice people could help me out.

Think about it for as moment, the possibilities are endless and the path that Mrs Jones takes from this point on is up to you. I was hoping each successive person could add a little paragraph and continue the story a little further. Feel free to give yourself a cameo role but be warned that the next person to write decides on the new direction of the story.

Please don’t feel intimidated by your lack of writing skills because they can be any worse than mine. A story can be as simple as a description of a string of events and no one is going to win any awards for writing here anyway. The only real limit is that set by the moderators, breaking the rules would just kill the thread dead and I really want it to work.

Sorry if this has been done before but I haven’t been around forever and there are about a million threads to search through I’m told. Just feel free to batter me if it has. On the other hand this could be the shortest story ever it is up to you.

Have fun and be creative is all I ask.

This is what I have so far…………

Mrs Jones was lovingly polishing her porcelain ornaments dreaming back to the days when she was younger and took part in bizarre insertion competitions. She held the trophy for the longest concealed object at one point but that cheating Miss Smith stole it from her.  A knock at the door brought Mrs Jones out of her daydream, “Who could that be at this time of day?” She said to her cat Trixi. The cat didn’t respond so she went on to answer the door……..




Level -> RE: Mrs Jones: a story of life love and loss. (Ok a porno story) (5/29/2006 6:16:11 AM)

She opened the door to reveal Orville Brubaker, her sometimes cross-dressing neighbor from across the street. "Oh, Orville, good morning" Mrs Jones said. "Come in dear, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about".

Orville grinned impishly, showcasing both gold front teeth. "Sure, Mrs Jones, sure."




Takethiswaltz -> RE: Mrs Jones: a story of life love and loss. (Ok a porno story) (5/30/2006 11:09:21 PM)

"Have a seat Orville, dear, and I'll go fix us a cuppa tea."
Orville sat himself on the green paisley sofa, not comfortably, though, because the new lacy knickers he was wearing kept giving him an itch. 
As he was trying to readjust the fit and tackle that itch, Mrs Jones
popped back into the room with tray of tea and biscuits.
"Now Orville, darling, I don't mean to offend," said Mrs. Jones,
"but I've been meaning to speak to you about some knickers I've been missing off the clothesline."




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