Dreamscapes by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser

Tantalyzing Tuesday and this photo moves me. Do certain images do that to you, too? What does this one do to you, for you? Well, in 200 words, I must tell you the story it brings to me. Several other authors have selected a photo that has moved them, too. Be sure and stop to visit them. They are sure to entertain.

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Dreamscapes

I am the night, and you—the galaxy of my life. Hold me as I lay my heart upon your breast and travel with me into the darkness of dreams and the light of hope. Release the sun into the fading day; give yourself into my heart and share the imaginings of lovers everywhere as they welcome the dark watchful eye of the night.

Share my dreams, ride my desires; come to me on prayers of love and longing. You are what I am, what I need to be to be whole as I come into you. We will soar the galaxy, riding comets of passion on rapids made of stars. Come dream the night away with me. 

We will claim the sky and love among the Gods until the darkness fades and delivers a bright new morning.

We will slip along golden ribbons of sunbeams to dance between the sunflowers in beds of wooded clover. Make love with me to the rhythm of the Earth as the sun warms our hearts and souls.

Let me be your future, let me be your love.

I will cherish you forever or until the final star fades to black into Eternity.

© Muffy Wilson

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Miss Pepperham's Obsession @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday

Tantalyzing Tuesday and I am thinking about landscaping......and the landscaper when I saw this photo. So, this became my inspiration photo. Isn't he inspiring? Yummmmm. You know: one photo-two hundred words-one group of talented, creative authors. You can find them all listed below or by following this link. Read their shorts based upon whatever photo tickled their 'fancy'.

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Miss Pepperham's Obsession

No one wants to die that way, but then he had left her little choice. He flaunted his infidelity, his disloyalty, his insatiable appetites—in short, he felt he had her exactly where he wanted her.

But, he was wrong. She had finally had enough and what drove her to the edge was not hate, jealously or greed but disgust.

His gluttony for life with no restraint meant he had no regard for anyone or anything in his life if it stood between him and what he wanted—whatever that might be.

So…she gave him the one thing he thought he could never have—immortality.

Only she referred to it as—everlasting life. Now, they were both happy.

After she shot him, she rolled him up in the kitchenette throw rug, dragged him through the garden room, out the French doors and into the garden by the new koi pond under construction. She dug his length eighteen inches deeper, which took most of the rest of the night while Chicklet, his white Bichon, mewed incessantly. She rolled him over and unceremoniously plunked him into the hole then covered him with dirt—liner ready.

It was her turn.

Sigh.............

The landscaper.

© Muffy Wilson

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Julez Morbius

Kendel Davi         Naomi Shaw

Ray Sostre

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Heart of Scars by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers

Tantalyzing Tuesday is on our doorstep again and it is time for something in 200 words or less and I have selected the photo below. Have a quick read then please visit the other participating authors listed below and see what photo inspired their creative juices. They are listed like coconuts washed up on the beach below or in the links scattered throughout.

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Heart of Scars

Ian and Billy had been together forever, or at least as long as it mattered. Ian had generally been an unfaithful object of anyone’s affection—but not since he married Billy.

There was a bittersweet purity about Billy that made Ian want to protect him, even from himself. Billy was a sappy sentimentalist; he never forgot a birthday, anniversary, any special occasion, even making up “Days to Remember” milestone calendars for Ian so he wouldn’t either. 

Ian didn’t deserve such loving loyalty, not for all that he had been in his past but Billy made him whole, made him new………made him clean again with his love.

They hadn’t been to Bareback Beach since that first night—no need, because they found their love in each other. But, tonight was heartbreakingly special in ways Billy would come to understand; memorable in ways that would hurt Billy forever. 

It broke Ian’s heart to watch Billy running, laughing, frolicking at the ebb and flow of the surf with his carefree heart: too soon a heart of scars at Ian’s hand.  So it was here their love began and here it would end.

Ian was HIV Positive. Billy’s love wouldn’t save him…………….couldn’t save him.

© Muffy Wilson

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Molly Synthia      Naomi Shaw

J S Morbius     

Doris O'Connor     Ella Grey

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Tantalyzing Tuesday: Sunday, with Love by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Happy Father's Day

It is the eighth Father's Day since my father's death. And while the reconciliation of time has helped, it changes nothing. Please have a quick read of this reprinted piece then go visit the other participating authors on this link or find them listed like loving memories below, one-by-one.

Happy Father's Day, Dad. Every day, in every way I feel your presence.

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Sunday, with Love

Sunday's were always special, but this one was going to prove different. Usually, while everyone slept the early morning hours into the late, the dew dried slowly on the stretching blades. The leaves, heavy waking, yawned into the peeking sun's embrace and we tip-toed through the house to the waiting, darkened kitchen. In these simple quiet hours before the world burst into life, our private laughter, our shared moments, carried the aroma of bacon and eggs up to the others, easing them into the waiting sunlight. 

You were the first man I fell in love with. You taught me that to love and be loved was the single source of joy that life truly offered. I thought that was a special secret, so much was ours alone.  

But, today is not ours, only yours alone. As we say goodbye on this last Sunday together, I wonder if this final painful lesson will ever release the grip on my heart, the heart you gave me, filled with love and loss.

As I escort you into the sunset on this special of all Sundays, you release a strong, inquisitive daughter filled with joy, laughter and, of course, love into the world.

© Muffy Wilson

Happy Father's Day

Lt. Col. Joe Lyle Jr

1922 - 2007

My father was a USAF pilot and this was his favorite poem.

Now, do be a dear and go see what my very creative and talented author friends have woven for you on the photo of their own selection.  And have a wonderful week, this grand day following Father's Day.  You can visit them in this link, Tantalizing Tuesday,  or just do them one at a time, like tears, below.............

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Naomi Shaw

Doris O'Connor

Kendel Davi        Julez Morbius

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Tantalyzing Tuesday ~ The Kiss by @SexyMuffyWilson

Tantalyzing Tuesday rises with the sun to bring us more soaring, searing teasers of 200 words based upon a photo of our own choosing. Please enjoy my missive then have a breeze over to the other participating authors to read what they have written for your entertainment today. 

You can find them all listed below or on on the link to our group page here.

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The Kiss

My hair fell away from my face baring naked the object of his yearning.

"I wish I could show you how I feel,”  the quiet whisper carried his words to me. I felt my fevered cheek blush at having heard his soulful desire.

The flutter of thousands of wings exploded in my heart and my breath seized. My palms grew nervous in anticipation. My eyes, now cast to the floor, closed and my body belied my own paralyzed passions. 

"............please." 

My breast tightened around a stifled scream, allowing the whimper to escape and fill the room with my heat. I reached out with an eagerness I had never known yet recognized instinctively. My arms opened without my willing, reached for him and I wrapped him in my impatience. He pressed against me. His body, his scent, the slight glistening of his perspiration on my cheek, weakened my resolve and my knees buckled under the heady weight of my desire. I sighed into his neck as he caught my falling body. In the trail of his scorching touch, my skin came alive with hunger.

Life without him would be torture, and yet...

To have his kiss would mean the death of me.

© Muffy Wilson

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Molly Synthia          Naomi Shaw

Ray Sostre

Kendel Davi        Doris O'Connor

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The Madness of Sanity by @SexyMuffyWilson - Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser

Tantalyzing Tuesday is upon us once again seducing, haunting and hypnotizing. This is a bit of a saucy teaser, for your prurient pleasures. As you know, our Teasers are 200 words based on a photo of our choosing. Today, I have selected a photo which waxes romantic and begs an introspective question that rises and falls with the grey mist of reflection: Is all as we remember, when love, leaving it's fiery fingerprints on our flesh, is gone?

Please have a sweet read and when you are exhausted with me, leave me a comment below and have a pop over to all the other authors for a peek at what photo inspired their 200 word missives. You can find them listed below like wispy, yearning dreams, one-by-one, or you can visit our Participating Authors page link.

"Sanity may be madness but the maddest of all is to see life as it is and not as it should be." ~ Don Quixote

The Madness of Sanity 

Standing, he took her to the edge, to a special volcanic place inside, somewhere she had never before been: fiery, impatient, burning, yearning. Quickly, he withdrew his thick cock from her velvet folds clenched tightly around his length and laid her upon the floor. His fingers pinched her hard outstretched nipples. Her hands fell to the soft wet crease where his cock had been and her back arched into his touch as she moaned.......

".......more....." quietly.

She dropped her knees outward and offered herself completely then slipped two fingers into her silky lusciousness. His fingers joined hers entwined inside her juices. His lips touched below her navel; his tongue traced down to her glistening petals, swollen with anticipation in the phosphorous moonlight. Her muscles flinched eagerly.

Slowly, his tongue parted her lips then he flicked her clit as his thumbs spread her hood. Her small hands clinched his hair. His warm lips sucked her pearl into his mouth and he rolled it between his teeth gently while his tongue strummed it like a fine instrument.

She pleaded, breathlessly.”Please......"

"No……....not yet,” with a low throaty growl he whispered, as her scorching release threatened.

Was it real, as she remembered; now he was gone.......?

© Muffy Wilson  

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Molly Synthia

Kendel Davi        Doris O'Connor

Julez Morbius

Naomi Shaw

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Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers ~ A Conspiracy of Lust by @SexyMuffyWilson

What is it about powerful men and the throngs of willing women? Is it the man, the woman or the combusting surroundings?

Have a quick read and find out, then read all the other participating authors to see what they have selected as their inspiration photo and read their 200 word short story. Find them waiting for you below, patiently, or here.

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A Conspiracy of Lust

You never plan nor expect to be swept away. That is rare. When the air is thick with excitement and anticipation, it ignites a charge within and you are on alert for the “something” to happen while not knowing what “it” is at the time.

The surrounding atmosphere is elevating, inexplicably electrified, nearly lifting the lamb to the altar. You walk eagerly into the hunger. That undeniable connection feels romantic, exciting, illicit, forbidden—even if it is not—making the magnetic attraction feel more like destiny.

The lit tether of desire is more like a fuse and you are helpless to resist. The rest becomes a foregone shared conclusion—a conspiracy of lust—of mounting excitement and crescendo.

Pulses race, hearts soar, knees weaken—flesh responds to a heightened anticipation of being touched. Your stomach has tied your eagerness into a series of fiery knots. Your secret folds begin to engorge with a mounting fervor. A burning heat automatically swells the tender flesh drawing the soft tissue back as the very core of your existence grows. When the movements of soft thighs rub silken panties against the growing, demanding bud, a primal lust accelerates.

There is no denying a woman ignited under those circumstances.

© Muffy Wilson

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Kendel Davi

Doris O'Connor      Raven McAllan

Julez Morbius

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Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser ~ Dance Me Through Love by @SexyMuffyWilson

Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser is upon us once more. It is a day I love to indulge myself by writing my interpretation of a picture prompt of my own selection. Today, I have chosen a dance between lovers in a smoke filled, darkened Cantina drawn together by the arousing rhythm of a sole guitar. The music, Obsession Confession comes compliments of the very talented and surprising Slash.

And while you are entertaining yourself listening to his wonderful flamenco solo, please leave me a comment and visit the other participating scribes for their inspirational pieces. They are at the link above or listed like notes dancing across a page of sheet music below. 

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Dance Me Through Love

Seated at the bar in the smoke filled room, only her pale exotic profile and the flesh of her legs were visible in the darkness. The achingly soulful music from the lone guitar rose from the depths like a strengthening, mesmerizing blaze. She toyed with a dirty Martini while the alabaster cleavage of her breasts rose with her nervous breath.

She felt him behind her; he moved so close, she was warmed by his heat. She shifted, uneasily, and crossed her long legs at the knees, exposing more lace covered flesh. 

Tonight, unlike any other night, he lowered his open mouth to her neck and whispered above the guitar, “Dance me through love”. His soft, feathered breath sent flames down her body and threatened a seductive inferno.

She rose gracefully, exposing more of her thigh through the slit in her tight skirt. Floating on currents of magnetic surrender into his embrace, he held her fully, pressing his body into her eager curves. 

He slid his impatient fingertips under her arm, at the soft fullness of her breast, then down to the hot small of her back. He pulled her tight so she could feel his growing response to the fragrance of her hair.

“Yes…...........”  as she melted into his body. 

© Muffy Wilson

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Angelica Dawson

Ray Sostre        Mangus Khan

Kendel Davi        Doris O'Connor

Raven McAllan

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