Friday, July 25, 2014

Flash Fiction Friday, July 25, 2014 ~ Tasting Gold

It is Flash Fiction Friday and time for a great group of perverts to offer up some salacious samples of a 100 word story based upon the photograph below. They will all be different so make sure you have a tippity-toe to the prurient pages by following the linkie below where their names are listed one-by-one like tears on a pillow.

As always, we authors are staved for attention, so comments are welcomed and encouraged. Enjoy....xo

Tasting Gold
He watched as she danced.  Her arms were like gossamer wings open at once then closed around the alabaster swell of her full breasts below the long slow curve of her neck.  She tempted him with the ruby, red curl on her mouth which he knew to be warm, rhythmic and insatiable.  Her hips swayed suggestively. She drank champagne and let the nectar run from her lips down her graceful neck through her breasts.  She melted to the floor and poured it across her flesh, catching chilled gold rivers in her jeweled bellybutton.
 
“Thirsty………………?”
The fluid pulse of her neck mesmerized his heart.
“No, hungry…..”
 

 
 
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9 comments :

  1. mmm, very tasty in either case. :)

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    1. Thanks for your time, Ang. I appreciate the visit. Have a great weekend. xo

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  2. brilliantly written dark and seductive love it

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    1. Thank YOU, Julez! So kind of you, sug. Xo

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  3. Very, very sensual Muffy! As always, you know how to make readers break north with seduction.

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  4. Oh my I didn't see that coming

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  5. How can he simply ssit on the sofa and watch her seduction? Very sensual images come to view with her dance. I love this-"She melted to the floor and poured it across her flesh, catching chilled gold rivers in her jeweled bellybutton."

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  6. Mmmmm soo seductive. I love your detail in words. I hope he enjoys his "meal" if not a desert. :) Great flash!

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