By Chelsea Lyle
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Review & Description
Vanessa hasn't had sex in a long, long time. She's resigned to being a sexless college student. . .until her favorite aunt shows her to the refrigerator's crisper and makes a suggestion. After a little experimentation, Vanessa is a regular at her local grocery store. One day she finds herself overwhelmed at the grocer's, and suddenly she knows she won't make it home in time. She finds the restrooms at the back of the store. . .and maybe, just maybe, she'll find a little help back there, too.
"Veggies for Vanessa" is approximately 5,200 words -- perfect for your iPhone or other mobile eReader! Take a little slice of of Vanessa's veggie loving pie with you wherever you go!
This story contains graphic and explicit depictions of sex, and is not intended for minors. . .or the faint of heart.
EXCERPT from "VEGGIES FOR VANESSA"
I sat down on the edge of the tub and slid my pants and panties down around my ankles. I knew I was alone in the bathroom, but that didn't stop the whole situation from being extremely awkward. I mean, at least one person knew enough downstairs to make an educated guess about what had happened to the missing cucumber and the missing Vanessa. I could see Auntie's smug smirk as she noticed my absence. How would I face her afterward?
The cucumber was still cold from being in the refrigerator's crisper. I held it up to my face, eyes tracing the lighter streaks of green that cut through its deep green flesh. It was fairly small for a cucumber, but just hefting it in my hand convinced me that it would be enough to get the job done. It had been a year, after all.
I reached out with my tongue and licked the tip of the veggie. It tasted. . .well, like cold cucumber. I summoned up the memory of the last blowjob I'd given -- that would've been with my ex-boyfriend, Matt. . .and his dick, now that I thought of it, was about the same size -- and took the cucumber into my mouth. It was cold, and smooth, but when I closed my eyes and flicked my tongue over and around the cucumber's length, I let a long breath of satisfaction out through my nose. I pulled the cucumber out, licking it as I did, and then slid it slowly, gently, back into my mouth.
My free hand drifted down to rub my clit. A little shiver washed through me as I touched it, and it only took a couple of soft circles around it to find what felt good and realize that I should've been doing that a long time ago. God, it felt amazing!
After a minute or two I was pumping the cucumber in and out of my mouth, just as Matt had pumped his cock. Every now and then I let it go clear back to the back of my throat, feeling the gag reflex start to kick in and then pulling the veggie out at the last second. My other hand ran circles around my little pink bud, and every now and then my fingers slid down between my lips to brush over my flower's narrow throat and even tickle at my asshole. I experienced a plethora of sensations that were entirely new to me. I mean, sure I'd had my pussy played with before, but by doing it myself I could respond, instantly, to what felt good and what didn't. That meant the pleasure washed through me in a steady stream rather than random, intermittent waves.
By the time I pulled the cucumber from my mouth and lowered it to my pussy, sliding it between my pussy lips and, every now and then, pressing it gently against my opening, the cucumber's skin was good and warm. I purred as it pressed against my little nub, and I brought up my masturbating fingers to my mouth and licked my juices from them. I was surprised to find that I liked the taste quite a lot.Vanessa hasn't had sex in a long, long time. She's resigned to being a sexless college student. . .until her favorite aunt shows her to the refrigerator's crisper and makes a suggestion. After a little experimentation, Vanessa is a regular at her local grocery store. One day she finds herself overwhelmed at the grocer's, and suddenly she knows she won't make it home in time. She finds the restrooms at the back of the store. . .and maybe, just maybe, she'll find a little help back there, too.
"Veggies for Vanessa" is approximately 5,200 words -- perfect for your iPhone or other mobile eReader! Take a little slice of of Vanessa's veggie loving pie with you wherever you go!
This story contains graphic and explicit depictions of sex, and is not intended for minors. . .or the faint of heart.
EXCERPT from "VEGGIES FOR VANESSA"
I sat down on the edge of the tub and slid my pants and panties down around my ankles. I knew I was alone in the bathroom, but that didn't stop the whole situation from being extremely awkward. I mean, at least one person knew enough downstairs to make an educated guess about what had happened to the missing cucumber and the missing Vanessa. I could see Auntie's smug smirk as she noticed my absence. How would I face her afterward?
The cucumber was still cold from being in the refrigerator's crisper. I held it up to my face, eyes tracing the lighter streaks of green that cut through its deep green flesh. It was fairly small for a cucumber, but just hefting it in my hand convinced me that it would be enough to get the job done. It had been a year, after all.
I reached out with my tongue and licked the tip of the veggie. It tasted. . .well, like cold cucumber. I summoned up the memory of the last blowjob I'd given -- that would've been with my ex-boyfriend, Matt. . .and his dick, now that I thought of it, was about the same size -- and took the cucumber into my mouth. It was cold, and smooth, but when I closed my eyes and flicked my tongue over and around the cucumber's length, I let a long breath of satisfaction out through my nose. I pulled the cucumber out, licking it as I did, and then slid it slowly, gently, back into my mouth.
My free hand drifted down to rub my clit. A little shiver washed through me as I touched it, and it only took a couple of soft circles around it to find what felt good and realize that I should've been doing that a long time ago. God, it felt amazing!
After a minute or two I was pumping the cucumber in and out of my mouth, just as Matt had pumped his cock. Every now and then I let it go clear back to the back of my throat, feeling the gag reflex start to kick in and then pulling the veggie out at the last second. My other hand ran circles around my little pink bud, and every now and then my fingers slid down between my lips to brush over my flower's narrow throat and even tickle at my asshole. I experienced a plethora of sensations that were entirely new to me. I mean, sure I'd had my pussy played with before, but by doing it myself I could respond, instantly, to what felt good and what didn't. That meant the pleasure washed through me in a steady stream rather than random, intermittent waves.
By the time I pulled the cucumber from my mouth and lowered it to my pussy, sliding it between my pussy lips and, every now and then, pressing it gently against my opening, the cucumber's skin was good and warm. I purred as it pressed against my little nub, and I brought up my masturbating fingers to my mouth and licked my juices from them. I was surprised to find that I liked the taste quite a lot. Read more
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