start a story

[Lee]

OK, this should work now....

[V]

w00t!

How are we doing this? Should we start as the other was started, with someone posting names, maybe even a setting, barebones stuff and then see if it takes off?

Or are we starting them with little snippets of our own?

[Chan]

I think that maybe there shouldn't be a pre-established story line or characters. Things can be more random and interesting that way. Plus, I was really disappointed with the name selection for the last story, hence Anna, Laura, Kelly, Justin. Just the unoriginality of the names kind of turned me off.

So in conclusion, I think everyone should just take the story wherever they want it to go. BE FREE!!

[Pisti]

How about this:
Someone draws up a storyline, and everyone can make with it whatever he/she wants.
We could make it a competition of it - if I wouldn't be affraid that it might develop into a fight...

[Lee]

I don't know about you, but I'm really enjoying this story that I set up a whole new forum for.

(By the way, in case you couldn't tell, I was being sarcastic )

[BA]

He looked to be no more than 24 or 25. His shoulders appeard broad and well-muscled from what she could see under his loosely fitting white Tee. She glanced sideways and held her breath, not wanted him to see what she was really looking at. On his lap was an assortment of towels folded in typical askew guy fashion. The little girl ran to dryer number 6 and proceeded to dump a fresh pile in his lap.

"Kam, I'm not ready for this yet!", he shouted, good-naturedly. It was too late. The pile of previously folded clean towels flew off his lap and landed on the floor in a heap.

"Sorry Doug", the young girl replied. "I'm really sorry. Now it got all dirty again. I didn't mean too".

He let out the most beautiful, audible sigh. She could tell that he was a person used to having to be patient. If he was angry, he didn't show it, but as she glanced at him she could detect the slightest bit of a pained expression on his face. He looked directly at Anna. She froze on the spot, heart pumping and face suffused with heat.

Anna tentatively stepped forward. Each step towards him felt like a mile.

"Can I help you?", she asked. Her voice stuck.

"Aww, you don't have to, really." His voice sounded non-committal, but his expression told a different story.

She looked into the deepest grey eyes she had ever seen. The lashes were long and thick and black, the kind she had to buy in a tube. He had a slight shadow of stubble on his face which became darker by the slight cleft in his chin. She took him all in and felt herself reach back to hold onto the washer as she did. Strong hands deftly gripped the wheels of a black and chrome chair and he moved himself toward her about a foot or so. He was wearing cargo shorts, almost to the knee. She could see the gap in the shorts by the knee and briefly closed her eyes for fear that they would want to wander upwards further. Instead she looked down at his feet. His calves were painfully thin and his bare feet were placed on a foot bar that went straight across the chair. There was a webbed strap behind his feet to keep them from slipping off the footrest and catching behind the chair.

Now, it we he who appeared to be embarrassed and he also looked down.

"Uh, I'm sorry, bare feet in public... kinda gross, right?"

She didn't know how to tell him how absolutely not "gross" she found those feet. Her nipples were already erect and straining at the thin material of her tank top. She crossed her arms in an immediate protective gesture.

[rollerboylover]

Now this I like... keep it up people! Highly enjoyable!!

[BA]

HELP! I'm dying to know what happens! Are Anna's nipples going to poke holes in her shirt? Are they gonna do it right there atop washing machine #4?

Somebody pick up the story and run with it please!

[rollerboylover]

Seems like everyone is gone for the weekend. There has been very little activity. How about you pick it up and run with it AB as I am not a writer. I'll read it I PROMISE

[alice]

"I just didn't think anyone else would be here on a Saturday night," Doug went on to explain. "Especially not any, you know, girls. I apologize again."

Doug lowered his thick black eyelashes to hide his growing shame. Anna wanted to reach out and comfort him, to tell him about how the sight of his bare withered legs was making her panties damp, but she worried he'd call her a liar. "I'm Anna," she said instead.

She held out her hand to him. She had always been ashamed by her hands, as she was a fingernail-biter and her nails were always jagged little stubs, but Doug's eyes lit up at the gesture. He shook her hand with his rough, heavily calloused palm.

"I'm Doug," he introduced himself. "That's my little sister Kam."

Kam was attempting to fill a washer with detergent from a blue container that seemed nearly as large as she was. Anna saw the small girl's arms trembling with the struggle and the inevitable occurred: the container slipped from her grip and splashed thick blue detergent all over the floor. Kam squealed in dismay as the caustic liquid quickly soaked into the already soiled towels on the ground and even splashed large blue flecks onto Doug's bare feet and ankles. His thin legs didn't even flinch.

He wheeled backwards a few seconds too late. Anna saw the crease between his brows and suspected that his bountiful patience was being stretched to the upper limit. "Goddamn it, Kam," he sighed.

[BA]

Thank you Alice and welcome to the board!

[alice]

Thank you. I've been watching this board for a bit now and I decided to give writing a shot. I'm really enjoying this sexy story. I hope other people keep writing too.

[rollerboylover]

Well done. More please

[wheelie37]

Doug wheeled back, trying to get out of the way of the liquid slowly spreading out over the floor!
He felt his ears burning with embarrassment as he tried not to look Anna in the eye.
Reaching for one of his towels, he leant over, holding on one wheel for support as he proceeded to mop up the mess.
He quickly puts the towels in a spare washing machine to wash them again!
The very pretty girl suddenly says “you got some on your feet; don’t miss that as it will burn you!”
“Thank you” says Doug gratefully.
He reaches under his chair and gets some wet wipes from his bag hanging securely underneath.
He quickly cleans his feet, holding them for a second as he spasms a bit.
He then proceeds to clean his front wheels with them and puts the used wipes in a nearby bin.
As he is doing this he notices the end tube of his short sleeved leg bag is slightly poking out of one leg of his shorts!
He quickly leans back, lifting his bum slightly so he could pull down the leg of his shorts a bit!
He quickly looks up to see if anyone had noticed.

[BA]

Awesome Paul....always interesting to bring pee into the picture!