Hannah and the Magic Cucumber, a short story by harrylime. Date added: 2011-06-23. Times viewed: 9608.
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- Intro: Hannah felt her ass cheeks clenching and her little pucker hole did dance about in trembling arousal to the steady beat.
Once there lived in the land of King Arthur,
a fair young maiden by the name of Hannah.
Hannah was most stunning, a comely young thing.
She was possessed of silky long reddish tresses and a smile that could launch a bitter bloody war.
Her legs were a dancer's delight, long, strong and shapely with nary a mar. Her toes most delectable according to those so inclined. Up from her underpinnings, a lush garden did grow, with soft curly reddish bushes and a wet delicate slit with puffy purse lips, so tempting to spy.
A target worth hitting from near or afar.
The soft, sweet swells of her curved twin cheeks did induce a rise in long dormant tools.
Her cleavage was magnificent, of noteworthy mention, with nipples so succulent; her milk was gourmet.
Her face was framed with the luxurious red flowing hair, so thick and so fine.
A face of great beauty, eyes so direct and defined.
Her mouth a tantalizing trap to ensnare her prey.
Searching, flicking tongue in a wet honey pot.
She was both shy and naive not uncommon for her years.
This young lass was sore put upon for lack of a cock.
Her only salvation in defense of her honour was an unlikely and most ugly long green cucumber.
The thing was shaped so oddly, just like a cock. It's thickness was well suited for both her front and her back.
Hannah stroked her hair.
Again and yet again.
She looked at the innocent cucumber.
It did not look back.
She sighed in resignation and proceeded to strip.
Soon bare as baby she sat in her quarters afraid to begin.
With determined resolve, she grasped the firm shaft of the cucumber and fondled it's curve.
The smoothness consoled her and she wrapped her delicate fingers all around.
A light touch of her lamp oil did make it so slick.
Hannah laid back on the bed and brought her knees up.
Her maidenhead exposed, she proceeded to introduce Mr. cucumber to all of her goodies in an exploratory endevour.
Soon her juices did flow and the rounded knob did enter her welcoming slit.
Her breathing did grow agitated and her fingers did fly.
The fellow was inserted full measure with little loss of dignity and without any distress.
Her steady hand soon gave good results. Her mouth it did open and her words did spill out.
So dirty, so nasty, from such a sweet girl.
Hannah felt her ass cheeks clenching and her little pucker hole did dance about in trembling arousal to the steady beat.
Her back arched up and her voice did extol her gratitude to Mr. Cucumber for all his hard work.
Her juices flowed out in spirited squirts and she squeezed her legs together in a final last shudder.
She really did think this was the best one ever.
She smiled in the mirror and licked her sticky fingers.
A very magic cucumber indeed!
Hannah had invited her Best Girlfriend over for tea.
Of course, on the menu was CUCUMBER SANDWICHES her very own special recipe.
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