Paradise
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Flash Story: Gemma and Paul are on vacation in Paradise, more or less, and on their way to the nude beach they get lost. Paul studies the useless map while Gemma sits on a stone wall. So alluring is Gemma, Paul takes out his camera. Too bad he's using black and white film, for while the shot is artful, you can't see the divine coral pink of Gemma's clit and the slightly darker halos of her nipples. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
For break Gemma and Paul set off for somewhere warm and exotic. The new outfits Gemma had bought for the vacation looked great but were too hot for anyplace but the bar and the bathroom. On the way to the nude beach they got turned around. Paul consulted the map. Gemma sat on a stone wall. Paul put the map back in his backpack and took out his camera.
“Just what we need, more pictures,” Gemma quipped.
Undeterred, Paul snapped away. “You look so lovely,” he declared. “Spread your legs a little.”
He zoomed in.
He zoomed in more.
“You’re going to make my clitoris look like a sea monster,” Gemma pouted, but she opened her legs.
“Puff, the magic dragon,” Paul half sang.
“What is this place anyway?” Gemma asked.
“Used to be a church,” Paul said. “But when people discovered the true nature of God, they turned it into a prison. Or maybe it was the other way around. Anyway, once evil was vanquished, it was made into a car wash.”
“Right,” said Gemma, “and now that there’s no cars and no water...”
“Ruins,” they agreed gleefully.
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