Sketchy’ Fantasy World
Fantasy #3 – A really hot day at Jam Pony
It had reached 98 degrees in Jam Pony. Sketchy sat in a chair unable to to move. Original Cindy sat nearby absent her partner in crime, Max. Where Max had gone, Sketchy couldn’t remeber. And the heat must have been getting to Cindy, because she suddenly pulled her shirt off.
“What are you doing?” Sketchy asked jumping up. Though he had just been devoid of energy, he suddenly had a spring in his step. As much as he enjoyed the view, he had been teased by Original Cindy once and that was enough.
“What’s your problem Sketchy?”
“It’s just — you — well you,” Sketchy pointed to her chest, only clad in a Bra.
She looked casually down at her chest. “It’s hot Boo,” she stated plainly.
“Yes you are,” Sketchy said. “I mean it is hot,” Sketch said backing up and tripping over a chair. It was then he noticed Jam Pony was empty. What had happened to everyone?
“Sketchy,” Original Cindy said with a smile. “I want to sleep with you”
“I’m not falling for that again,” Sketchy replied with a laugh.
She slowly walked over to him. He backed slowly away, and fell into a chair behind him. Original Cindy walked slowly toward him and her breast were right in his face.
“Orignal Cindy feels like experimenting,” Original Cindy smiled. “And I know you won’t bother me in the morning.
She leaned down and gave him a long kiss. He was unable to move.
“Is Original Cindy on her own here?” Cindy asked pulling away.
“Uhh, I, Uhh,” Skecthy stopped speaking. He reached up from where he was sitting, afraid to touch her, afraid she’d desolve or something. He touched her stomach and kissed it softly. He slowly moved down, unbottoning her pants and sliding down, he dared to taste her love spot, play with her pleasure button. In response she moaned, gripping his shoulders.
“Damn wigga,” she said inbetween moans. “You sure know how to do a sista right.”
He kissed his way back up to her lips. He opened his pants on the way.
“You ready?” he asked.
She responded by pushing him down and stradling him. He was in heaven, looking up at the lovely face of Original Cindy. Never, ever, would he have imagined this happening.
“Ohh Sketchy,” the beautiful woman moaned as she rode him.
“yeah baby,” he replied.
“Sketchy” she yelled and she smacked him.
Everything suddenly came to a screeching halt. The noise in Jam Pony was back and he was looking into the disgusted face of Original Cindy.
“You ever touch Original Cindy like that again and call her your baby and she will beat you down, even if you are sleep, you got that?”
“Yeah,” he nodded and she walked away.
He touched his red cheeked and smiled. A dream like that was worth it.
