Showing posts with label Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Slow and Easy by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser and #Rafflecopter

Tantalyzing Tuesday brings us an opportunity to write whatever we want about any inspirational photograph we select. The hitch is we are limited to 200 words--no more no less. This photo below caught my eye, among other things.

We have a wonderful group of talented authors participating this week so do, please, be sure and follow the link to our group page or I have them listed one by one below.  All I can say is, "Alright, alright, alright!"

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Slow and Easy

He was everything she despised in a man. He was bad to the bone, incorrigible, primitive and determined. In other words, he was irresistible.

He looked flat out at her after he stopped the truck and told her to get out and take off her clothes, slow and easy like. He reached over her, hit the door handle and gave her a bit of a shove. He turned on the radio, leaned back to cross his feet and watch, pulled a cigarette from over his ear and slipped it between his hungry lips.

“Wha…?”

“You heard me; make it slow and easy. I want to watch you and I want you to know what waits for you with the last piece of fabric.”

“I can’t…”

“You can and you will or I’ll leave you here for the snakes and coyotes.”

“You wouldn’t…”

“But, I would. Dance!”

She cried softly as her schoolgirl fantasy was crushed by his raw crudeness. She
whimpered with each piece of clothing she released to drift onto the dry riverbed.

And she danced, breathless, in the unforgiving sun while she stole glances at his bulging approval.

She thought her heart would explode when he finally touched her. 
© Muffy Wilson

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Muffy, author of provocative romance about love, sex, hope and passion, was born in Texas to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and 'came of age' in France which forged her joie de vivre and love for books, writing and education.

Married and living in the tropical paradise of SW Florida along the Gulf Coast, Muffy dabbles in real estate, writes and enjoys life in the sun with her husband and wee Havanese pup, Burt. 
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Jan 2016 ~  Consenting Hearts A Very Special Valentine
Feb  2016 ~ My Life in the Sky A Memoire of Lt.Col. Joe Lyle Jr
Mar 2016 ~ Naughty Nights Press Anthology with Gina Kincade
May 2016 ~ Sequel to The Para-Portage of Emily
July 2016 ~ Sequel to Moonbeams of Unintended Consequences







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Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Beyond the Storm by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser and #Rafflecopter #Giveaway

It is a Tuesday which means it is time to Tease and Tantalyze you. I have not done that for a few months. So let's get to it!!  Visit each of the authors and read their 200 word flash fiction stories today. And don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter for my year end giveaway!! 

Enjoy ~  ☼ o√ ¸.¨¯`*..*˜"*°

Beyond the Storm

I weep for my loss, hoping the tears will keep me company and give me comfort. They do not. I cannot call you back into my arms, nor can I drown the longing with my tears. I know people wondered why I didn’t cry at the funeral. Our life together was joyful and loving, passionate—the familiar love and hate. Mostly love. . .

Ah, but the hate…

The violent morning magnifies my mood. The sky is a curious blend of clear and sunny to the east, but dark grey, black and foreboding to the west. In between the two, where these contrasts collide, the wind is furious and hard, screaming its arrival. When the sun rises, the color is frightening. A blast of yellow, orange, and red ignites the sky, preceding the wind to its fury. The thunder rolls, claps, and explodes. Morning is night again. It is black and the sounds of the impending storm are at once loud and silent, yet calm and relenting—almost forgiving. I feel stifled and overwhelmed, charged with sexuality.

It reminds me painfully of your fondness for storms…and the storms you created between us.

Yes, the hate was passionate, too…but final. I cry now for my impulsiveness.
© Muffy Wilson




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Muffy, author of provocative romance about love, sex, hope and passion, was born in Texas to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and 'came of age' in France which forged her joie de vivre and love for books, writing and education.

Married and living in the tropical paradise of SW Florida along the Gulf Coast, Muffy dabbles in real estate, writes and enjoys life in the sun with her husband and wee Havanese pup, Burt. 
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Tuesday, September 29, 2015

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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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The Madness of Sanity by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser

Tantalyzing Tuesday is upon us once again and I have a piece I wrote for a friend's, Ray Sostre, on-line magazine: AfterDark Online. This is a bit of an excerpt, a teaser, for your pleasures. As you know, our Teasers are 200 words based on a photo of our choosing.  Today, I have selected a photo which is at once romantic and begs the introspective:  Is all as we remember, when love is gone? 

"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

He was going to take her to the edge, to a special place, somewhere she had never been before. Quickly, he withdrew his thick cock from her.  Growling for her to lay upon the floor, his fingers played with her wet lips.  Her hands fell to the soft wet folds where his cock had been. She ached for his touch as she arched her back and begged release.

She opened her legs, dropping her knees outward to completely unveil her womanhood. She slipped her fingers into her silky lusciousness.  His lips touched below her navel. With his tongue tip he traced down to her wet petals, glistening with anticipation in the moon light.  Kissing her inner thighs he could feel her muscles flinch. Slowly his tongue licked the outside of her lips. Then he flicked her clit as he spread her hood. Her small hands wrapped in his hair again as she arched toward his mouth. His warm mouth made an ‘o’ shape and sucked her clit into his teeth. Gently clenching her clit in his teeth, he rolled it while his tongue flicked. She moaned and he licked her clit faster.  

"Please......" she begged breathlessly. 
"No..." he whispered, ".....not yet. I want to memorize your every curve.

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


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