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1That's right, its finally here. The first ever Silly porn story. I would like to welcome, Tits McGee, Betty Cocker, the Pink Saxmachine, Audio Visual Girl, Lip S'Glaroe, Jiggly Miles, Q.T. Hiney, and Krazy Love Krista to the club. I hope you enjoy, with some restraints the little tale that is suprisingly innocent... depending on how you read it hehe. note: if you are unhappy about your name, would like to change it, or are not sure who you are, simply reply and ask :) One of our sexy staff members would be glad to give you a hand. Ok so this is the first one, it may be a little shaky. There are several ways I can go with these so I'd really like your feed back so I know which way to go. So for better or worse here's the first one. I might have been able to do better... hm. I may have thought about this one to much. At anyrate it's here. So without further ado....

Silly Porn Story 1

Audio Visual Girl Does Dunham Hall #47

"oh no boys," the tv is out says proffsor Hugh G. Johnson."I guess I'll have to call a repairwoman. Class is canceled." the door bursts open. Enter Audio Visual Girl in her little blue repair outfit with a cable around her shoulder. "No need to cancel, (she fluffs her hair) No need to fear (she takes a step forward), Audio Visual (reads cue card off screen...) Girl is here!." smiles for effect.

Proffssor Johnson undoes tie.
"What seems to be the problem professor?" she says.
"I seem to be having a problem with my device"
"Dont worry, it happens to all men at least once." She winks "Let's see if there is anything I can do to get you up and going again." She walks over and crawls across the desk so she is eye level with the tv. "Oh gosh, it is just so hot in here."
Professor, "why don't you take off your top?"
AV girl "Oh that;s a lovely idea" she does. She is wearing a bra with a plug on one cup and an outlet on the other. "You know, your name Johnson is very common"
"Is it now?"
"Oh yes, I know lots and lots of Johnsons. I know a Harry Johnson and even a Wong Long Johnson, can you imagine. and you know, they don't all look like what you'd expect either. They come in all different shapes and sizes. I know tall Johnsons, and fat Johnsons, I know popular Johnsons and shy Johnsons. I've even met my share of old rich Johnsons. I don't know many young Johnsons though."

Young man in back rasises hand "I'm a young Johnson. Would you like to know me?"
"Oh I bet I would love to know you. You'd be my youngest Johnson, How old are you?"
"18"
"Oh sure, then my youngest Johnson. You know I once knew a fake Johnson."
"Is that so?"
"Yup, he had a name change."
"what from"
"Well he's now Dil Johnson, but he used to be Dil Doe. I never really hung around him after the name change so my friends and I would joke that I didn't know Dil Johnson but one of my oldest friends is Dil Doe."
"Very intriguing. And what kind of Johnson am I?"
"Oh, you're one of the nicest Johnson's I've ever had the pleasure of working on"
"Is that so."
"It sure is, So let's see if we can get you boys turned on now." So what have you been doing? "Well I've just been pushing all these buttons." "Here, lets push my buttons instead" she hands him a tiny remote from her clevage. He starts pounding all the buttons.

"Look at you," she says "Just pumping away at that thing, it's clear you need a woman's touch." She lays on the desk and takes the remote back and gently caresses it. Boys get excited. "Let me think. Oh, darnit I can never think with my pants on." She takes them of. She is wearing underware with electric bursts on them. She lies across the desk with her head hanging off.

"Is there anyway I can assist you?"
"Oh sure, rub my boobs it helps me think." He begins to reach but she interupts "Oh! I know what your problem is, no wonder you can't get turned on, you've got yourself plugged in all wrong. " She gets up and plugs the power cord into the wall. "I know it may be trouble finding the hole sometimes, but it really is essential to the process." She picks up her belongings. "Well my work her is done," She takes the cord she brought with her and snaps it like a whip. "There's anothe thing about Johnsons Professor, I've noticed they're hard on the outside but just full of warm gooeyness on the inside. You're so sweet Professor, if you need my help just give me a jingle" With that Audio Visual Girl exists the class room.

The end