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Title:The Porn Chronicles: A bunch of one-shots under a common book title. - (Chapter: Make Love Not War)
Author:Mute   [ Send a Private Message ]
Copyright:2008
Content Rating:NC-17
Disclaimer:None of anything is mine.
Author's Note:Thanks for all the comments and kind words. This one might not be as good as the last though, sorry.

Summary:One-Shot (of course)
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I am not a house plant, but I am now all by myself.

I am carrying my paintball gun at the ready, bent over, and slowly making my way around. I make sure to survey the area as I go.

I reach the edge of the paintball arena and locate a large cement block to hide behind. It comes up to about my waist and is several feet wide in both directions.

I survey the surrounding area, before crouching behind it. I keep only my head and gun above the block, making sweeping patterns over the surrounding area.

Ok I've been doing this and my arms are tired, and there is no one even over here.

I lower my arms and lean my head against the cool block.

Almost immediately I feel something press against my back, "Dang it."

"Don't move."

"Ashleeeeey," I whined.

"Shush, Spence."

I just sigh as she reaches and takes my paint ball gun fron me.

"Stand up and face me," I do as she tells me and she smiles.

She takes the guns and sets them down on the block before cupping my face and kissing me. I sit down on the block and pull her between my legs. I keep my hands on her waist though. After a minute or two, I let my hands start to roam over her back and over her stomach, "I'm so glad you decided to wear a sports bra and no shirt."

She groans, "Me too, but that's not all I wore."

"Huh?" I look at her confused.

She takes a step away from me, so my hands slide off her body before unzipping her camo pants.

"Oh my gawd, Ashley! What are you doing?" I quickly glance around before looking back at her.

She smirks at me as she reaches into her pants and slowly draws out a dildo. It's not one I've seen before, but it's obvious that she probably planned doing it here since the dildo was camo just like her pants.

"How many toys do you need, Ash?"

She stroked her new toy, "Are you really complaining?"

I caugh to try to clear my throat, "No, but we can't do this here. Someone could catch us!"

She moved closer to me, grabbed my hands and placed them on the dildo, kissed me, and whispered, "They're called quickies. Like the ones when you pull me into a bathroom stall and you..."

I kiss her, blushing, "I know what a quickie is."

She moves her hands under my shirt to my breasts and her mouth to my neck. She quickly begins to fondle my breasts, and kiss and nip at my neck. I groan and squeeze my hands, realizing I still had the dildo in my hand, so I pushed it into her.

Her moments stopped for a second before she picked it right back up. I kept pushing into her until she suddenly pulled back, her breathing quick and her eyes dark, "Quickies are supposed to be quick."

"Then fuck me already," I growland I hear her moan slightly before she grabs my hands and she pulls me to my feet. She quickly pulls my shirt over my head, "Ashley!"

She just lays shirt the block before flipping me around and pushing me right up the edge where the shirt is.

"Oh fuck," I say getting the picture.

She leans into my ear, "That's right baby, bend over for me."

I groan and bend over, adjusting the shirt a little to make sure that only my arms were touching the block.

She bends over on top of me and moves my hair so she can make a trail of kiss down my spine starting from the base of my skull.

When she reaches my pants, she manages to reach around me without me moving, and undoes them before sliding them and my underwear down. I can't beleive I'm fucking doing this.

She puts my folded up pants on the block before putting her hainds on my hips.





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