Jenny's Naughty List
By Carl Chelsea and Rachel Lace
All stories copyright 2011 Carl Chelsea
Published by RachelsLace Erotica for Smashwords
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Chapter 1 - Flash Fiction
The Sweet Call of Duty
By Carl Chelsea
The big man was tired of judging good deeds; he glanced at Ms. Kringle who had certain needs.
"I'm almost through, Hon'. Just don't fall asleep! Fuck this paperwork, it just will not keep."
"You've said that before and I'm going insane. Don't make me fly solo down Santa Claus Lane!"
He watched as she turned with a flip of her skirt. She offered a view that did make his crotch hurt.
"Jenny! Assemble! I need you post-haste! Ms. Kringle's quite randy, there's no time to waste!"
"I know what she's feeling, there's one thing to do. Delegate this garbage. Now find her and screw!"
"These are the worst, they could go either way. Jenny, go judge them in your special way."
"I'll do what I do, judge them fairly and fast and hope by nights end I'll be sated at last."
"Please take the sleigh, Jen; it's so cold you'll be tremblin'." "No worries Santa, I'll be driving my Gremlin."
There's one thing I wonder, he wasn't quite clear, is it okay to screw them? I'll play it by ear!
Scanning the list of demonic forays; she thought, nice or quite naughty I'll bet they're good lays.
With screams from the bedroom, she giggled and fled, flew off in her Gremlin prepared to give head.
Just 48 hours to find and review them, our Jenny was focused on just how to screw them!
"First finish Europe then Asia and more, then off to the States where it's all hardcore!
With handguns and porn from mountains to sea, engaging in sin; yes I think they'll love me!
Then South America, and Canada too! With an age of consent at sixteen! What a coup!
Two nights of enchantment! A midwinter's Ball! I'll be doing my job while I'm screwing them all!"
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The Naughty List
By Carl Chelsea
She entered the club looking like she belonged, in her green velvet dress and her lack of a thong.
She searched out her assignment and took note of his ass; with a hand on his neck whispered, “Hello, Tom Bass.
Come back to my table so I can be flirty. Go fetch a martini and please make it dirty.”
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Raising her glass, she downed it in one. “Here’s to dirty." she toasted. "Now let's have some fun."
He laughed as he slipped his thick fingers right through her. Her pussy is flooded; I can't wait to screw her.
Jen closed her eyes tightly; she hated to fake it. I’ll think Alan Rickman… with him I could make it!
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Back at his place to the floor he did shove her. "It's time you were naked, my yuletide lover!"
He needed no prompting to make claim his lay. He was on her, and in her, and pounding away.
She felt a few spurts and then everything ceased. He was ecstatic, but she was displeased.
Dammit, so close! That was textbook sex fail! “Babe, you were amazing and hard as a rail!"
She smiled in spite of the miserable lay. “Now, please take this gift it'll blow you away!"
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Back in her hatchback she stamped his file: SPANKED. "Goodbye, Mr. Bass. Now it's time to get tanked!"
Jenny adjusted her driver's side mirror in order to watch the explosion much clearer.
“Now that was good work, girl. Let’s go find a pretty." She rolled down her windows and sang a fine ditty.
“The fruits of my labor seem quite filled with Zen. Be of good cheer and good graces my men. I sing a sweet song as I drive out of sight. Don’t make me come back, if you’re shits I just might!”