by bob county
Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Erotica · #1940920
or how I learned to believe+
| "The spirit moves us, without it we are adrift in world of|
chaos. You must listen to your inner voice and become
the power of good." Jimmy turned the radio down.
His nieghbor's window was directly accross from his
and the woman there liked to undress infront of the window
with the shades up. Jimmy got his pocket pussy and began
his lubing. His room was dark and the sound of his pocket pussy
was muffled by his pillow.
"Oh.... Jesus. She's using that electrict shaver ..." Jimmy grunted
as he worked his pocket pussy. Jimmy froze in horror as his mother
knocked on the door. "What are you doiing in there?
I hope your studying." she shouted. Jimmy cupped both his hands
and spoke softly through the door, "I aaamm praying for the power
of the spirit." "Oh? It sounds like your pumping up something.
? Young man open this door!" His mother
worked the door knob and then inserted her skelton key.
But, Jimmy had put a dead bolt on his door. He could hear his
mother calling for dad. The lady accross the street had finished shaving
her legs and was aplying a moisturizer. She was wearing a yellow bathrobe
with nothing underneath. Jimmy could barely see her shaven pussy.
He quickly returned to his pucket pussy lubing. Suddenly, the lady left her
room to answer the front door bell. Jimmy grabbed a Toosie roll and bit it hard.
The lady returned to her room with his mother and father.
His parents and the sexy woman walked over to the window and peered out
into Jimmy's bedroom. He hit the floor quickly as the sexy lady used her
flashlight to illuminate Jimmy's room.
His mother clearly was upset with the sexy lady..
An arguement grew louder
and the sexy lady angrly pulled her shade down.
A long silence followed.
"Jimmy open the door or I will kick it down." his dad shouted.
Jimmy openned the dead bolt.
The pocket pussy was on his bed ...
"Are you a pervert?" his mother gasped as she held Jimmy's slick
pocket pussy. Jimmy gulped his Coka~Cola,
"I just had to. .. It was too powerfull." Jimmy trembled.
His dad hugged him and squeezed the pocket pussy in his fist.
"That was Satan. We will fight him together." his dad said,
holding the pocket pussy as it dripped lube.
Jimmy felt nauseas.
His dad smiled, "The good in you is still there. Satan has not taken
Jimmy's mother took the pocket pussy to the trash.
"I-I believe in the power of the spirit!" Jimmy exclaimed ..
"I knew you would; son. Now let's go have some dinner.
Tomorrow I will press charges against that harlet and board up
that window into Hell!" Jimmy's mom said with a red face.
Jimmy had learned the power of the spirit ten fold when he was forced
to confess his sinfulness in church
and answer to every parishoner's question and condemnation.
The power of the pocket pussy had been broken.