Flash Fiction Friday, April 20, 2012 ~ Focus

Ah, today we have quite a mixed bag of responses to the photo below for your reading pleasure.  Uninspired all week by this picture, I must admit that I was creatively pushed into this Flash by my co-authors.  What a talented lot they are.  My purient partners in prose led me to the following Flash of 100 words, no more ~ no less, based on this week's photo selection.  Please follow this link  Flasher Fiction Friday  and read their ever inspiring take on the photo itself...............

Focus

A continent away, I raised the kerchief to my face.  Agonized, they leaned forward, eagerly. Their breathing, the smell of their pain and sound of their hopeful heartbeats was distracting.

Focus

My intuitive response transcended their anguished obsession.

Focus

He was playing with the dog.  He was trying to blindfold the pup to play hide-n-go-seek. He was laughing in the front yard, his Mother turned from the window to answer her husband.

I felt the soft touch of a sigh.

Focus

A screech, clap, yelp and sliding van door.  Shrouded ...…. UBW 376 ……. in a whir of dark blue steel.

Both gone in a cry......

Flash Fiction~Tantalyzing Tuesday, April 20/24, 2012 ~ Heart of Scars

Flash Fiction Friday/Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers, April 20/24, 2012 ~ Heart of Scars

Joining me last week, actually, are some of the most talented, fantastic authors, who have written their own interpretation of this single picture for Flash Fiction Friday.  They completed there submissions on time and according to the rules.  I, on the other hand, am late, breaking all the rules and am submitting my piece with eyes down and face humble in the hopes that they will take a few moments to read what I have finally been able to do.  To view the other members of Flash Fiction Friday, who also, for the most part, have Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers too,  click this blog link Flasher Fiction Friday



Heart of Scars

In “love” years, Ian and Billy had been together forever, or at least as long as they could remember.  Ian, generally an unfaithful object of anyone’s affection, had been just that.  But, not since he had met 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, an anniversary, a special occasion, even making up “Days to Remember” milestone calendars for Ian.  Ian didn’t deserve such loving loyalty, not for all that he had done in his past, but, Billy made him whole, made him new………made him clean with his love.

They hadn’t been to Bareback Beach since they had met.  No need, because they had found their love that night. But, tonight was heartbreakingly special in ways Billy would come to understand; memorable in ways Ian could not protect Billy.  It broke Ian’s heart to watch Billy running, laughing, kicking 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 couldn’t save him…………….

Flash Fiction Friday ~ April 13, 2012 ~ Defenseless

Hello, and have a glorious Friday the 13.  In honor of all things shifting superstitious, I am submitting my whimsical, feline Flash for you today to enjoy.  As you know, it is written in 100 words or less based on a photo selection one of my artistic writer friends selects that we all use as inspiration.  My inspiration today came from the date and the feline nature of thisthis pose.  SO, please enjoy and don't forget to leave a comment because I love to be stroked by feedback.  Visit my collegues submissions for a thrilling joyride into their imaginations, as well.  You can do us from Flasher Fiction Friday .....

Defenseless

She had spent years following him around, at his beck and call, curled on the couch beside him as he stroked her.............waiting, always waiting.  She had one window of opportunity and she had a decision to make..........one that would change her life forever.  She needed to answer one question: did he love her enough?

She paced the night; finally, she relented to her passions.

Light of foot, she sprang, gliding and landing like a feather on the foot of the bed.  He stirred, rolled and his arm enfolded her lithe, but curvaceous  naked body. He stroked her tenderly.

She purred, content that he did.

Defenseless to her feline beauty.

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Please visit my purient partners for a feast of their talent:  Flasher Fiction Friday

 

Flash Fiction Friday, April 6, 2012 ~ Silent Dancer

Today is another Hot Friday in our Flash Fiction world.  You know the drill, a picture, 100 words or less and a sexy short emerges.  Please read my take on this photograph, the subject of this week's purient playfullness.  And don't forget to have a hop over to my equally as imaginative partners to read their interpretations and inspirations for this photo.  This is a saucy, sizzling  subject. 

Joining me today are fantastic authors, who have written their own interpretation of this single picture for Flash Fiction Friday.  To view the other members of Flash Fiction Friday click this blog link Flasher Fiction Friday.  Enjoy:) xo

Silent Dancer

Through plumes of smoke, he watched as she danced.  Her arms were like gossamer wings open at once then closed around the life-force of her full breasts.  She tempted him with the ruby, red opening of her mouth which he knew to be warm, eager and hungry.  As hips swayed rhythmically, suggestively, she drank champagne and let the nectar run from her lips through her breasts and between her legs.  She melted to the floor and poured it across her flesh, catching chilled golden rivers in her bellybutton.

“Thirsty………………?”

The fluid movement of her body mesmerized his mind, but his body responded…..



Go to the link above or do us one at a time, below:

Lee Brazil: http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com
Katie Harper: http://katieharperwrites.blogspot.com/
Jp Archer: http://jp-archer.blogspot.com
Kendel Davi: http://kendeldavi.wordpress.com
SLira as Michael Mandrake: http://tabooindeed.blogspot.com
Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/
Cassandre Dayne: http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/
DH Black: http: //dhblack.wordpress.com/
Sancre Darling: http://sancredarling.blogspot.com/
SJ Maylee: http://SJMaylee.com
Patricia Logan: http://naughtypassions.blogspot.com/
Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/
Havan Fellows: http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/
ER Pierce: http: //www.erpierce.com



Flash Fiction Friday ~ March 29, 2012 ~ Restrained Abandon

Hello, my fun and just a little durty friends.  Guess what day it is today? Yep, Flash Fiction Friday!  Oh, what a picture we have for your reading pleasure today.  Oh, so very nasty and sexy.  I loved this photo and wrote several posts but decided on this one.  Hope you like it.  Written in only 100 words, more no less, this is my perception of what may be happening to these two people - or are they people?  Be sure and visit my very creative purient partners in FFF to read their delightful interpretations:) xo

Restrained Abandon

She, restrained; his sharpened nails at the tips of long, cold fingers dug into the pale alabaster orbs of her ass sending a fearful chill throughout her body. She released an involuntary moan.  He was going to do the unthinkable to her, she knew.....as he parted her cheeks.

She sighed and acquiesced.   As she did so, she abandoned her soul into the gloom and drifted with it into the darkness; her fate falling into the fiery folds of the numb, unforgiving night.

As she exhaled, leaving her body with the beast, she closed her ebony eyes whispering prayerfully............

".......cleave me gently..............please."

Please leave me a comment.  Then follow this link to Flasher Fiction Friday to get Flashed by all of us, or do us one at a time:

Lani Rhea http://lanirhea.blogspot.com
Benjamin Russell: http://incubuschronicles.blogspot.com/
Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/
Jp Archer http://jp-archer.blogspot.com
Kendel Davi http://kendeldavi.wordpress.com/
Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Sancre Darling: http://sancredarling.blogspot.com

Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/
Michelle Chatton http://michellechatton.blogspot.com/
Cassandre Dayne: http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/
Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/
Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/
Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/
ER Pierce: http://www.erpierce.com
Christian Jensen: http://horrorwritingdaddy.blogspot.com
S. J. Maylee: http://sjmaylee.com

Sharita Lira as Rawiya: http://rawiyaerotica.wordpress.com
CR Guiliano: http://crguiliano-author.blogspot.com/
Lisa Worrall: http://lworrall.blogspot.com
Sara York: http://sarayork.blogspot.com



Tantalizing Tuesday Teaser ~ April 10, 2012 ~ For Me

Today is the launching of a new group of very talented and sexy writers called Tantalizing Tuesday.  We are going to tease, tantalize and ignite your fantasies with a short tale, based on a photo of our own selection and 200 words, no more ~ no less, every Tuesday.  Well, as you might expect, I joined this fabulous group of writers late last night and I have to cheat.  So, this is a repost of a prior write and it is 415 words in length, making it my "Unofficial" submission.  I hope you enjoy the read...........When you are finished with me, please leave a comment and go have a read of my purient partners with their creative posts.  Bye-bye for now and enjoy:) xo

For Me

There is a captivating sort of magical look in your eyes that tells me there are a few surprises lurking within that brain (and mayhaps, those loins) of yours. It is the kind of look that invites me to step closer, much closer, until we are touching but not touching; just sort of "feeling" each other's presence.

My face hovers so close to your own and our eyes are not just locked into each other but more magnetically drawn, like beams. I reach up and brush the side of your face with my hand, and your face is so close I can feel the warmth rising from you.

I keep my eyes on yours as long as the connection will last and then I lean down and gently, ever so gently, brush my lips on yours. It is positively electric and without noticing our bodies are suddenly pressed fully against each other pushing with a sense of urgency and need. Our mouths press together and tongue seeks tongue, warmth seeks warmth and need seeks need...xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo for what seems like just an instant, but who really knows...

Things happen for reasons, good reasons we have no business questioning or comprehending...

Here. Now. I want you...

I want to look into those mischievous eyes and see them soften with desire. I want to look up at your face from my explorations of your velvet folds and see a look of complete passionate surrender overtake you. I want to feel my touch move you to places we can only explore together...

I want you to sit astride me, so I can look up at you. And I want you to ride me to the edge of the abyss, where we both hover, hang in that sweet incalculable moment; that moment of wanting to tumble over, to plummet, but wanting even more to NOT...to have it last, as long as we can stand it, there on the edge of cataclysmic satisfaction, but holding it off, and holding it, and holding it, and....

I can't wait for the part where you finally gasp and sob and your body spasms and lurches and you fall against my chest, our bodies pushed together in the heat and the fertile humidity and your hair cascades across my face and I breath you in; I breath US in, rich, earthy, the smell of fresh baked bread, or just uncorked champagne. Us, yes, us; our smell, our wonderful unique particular aroma...hmmmmmmm

It is to be loved, my darling, it is for loving...It stays with me, my love, it stays with me...

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Please go visit my creative friends and have a quick read on their photo selections and creative pieces.  It'll only take a minute..........you'll be glad you did....Trust me:) xo

Naomi Shaw: http://naomisfantasies.wordpress.com
Liegh Bradshaw: http://lieghbradshawscage.wordpress.com
Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/
Ketia Davis: http://bluwaterprincezz.blogspot.com/
Jp Archer: http://jp-archer.blogspot.com
Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/ 

Flash Fiction Friday, March 23, 2012 ~ The Burning Melody

Another Flash Fiction Friday is upon us.  This one, no doubt, will reveal itself to be a most sexy and scortching hot competition.  I am not finely skilled at M/M erotica, so I decided to write this for all unrequited lovers, now sated.  It seemed to work, for me at least.  Let me know what you think of it and leave a message.  After, please stop by my creative purient partners and read their impressions, 100 words no more - no less, of this very sexy photo.

The Burning Melody

Thinking I would torment you by staying away, I finally relented to seek you out.  I thought you would see my face and remember the pull of our love, the desire, the yearning.  My knees went weak when I saw you and I remembered; I burned with the desire we felt but never shared.  I fell, singing your charms; you rose to catch me.

But, you ……….. so cool, almost aloof ~ you knew.  You played me, stroked me to extract the finest tune you could illicit from me.  Unashamed, I sang to your charms, weaving my hunger throughout the melody.



Follow this link to Flasher Fiction Friday to get Flashed by all of us, or do us one at a time:

Lani Rhea http://lanirhea.blogspot.com
Benjamin Russell: http://incubuschronicles.blogspot.com/
Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/
Jp Archer http://jp-archer.blogspot.com
Kendel Davi http://kendeldavi.wordpress.com/
Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Sancre Darling: http://sancredarling.blogspot.com

Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/
Michelle Chatton http://michellechatton.blogspot.com/ Cassandre Dayne http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/
Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/
Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/
Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/
ER Pierce http://www.erpierce.com
Christian Jensen http://horrorwritingdaddy.blogspot.com
S. J. Maylee: http://sjmaylee.com

Sharita Lira as Rawiya: http://rawiyaerotica.wordpress.com
CR Guiliano: http://crguiliano-author.blogspot.com/
Lisa Worrall: http://lworrall.blogspot.com
Sara York: http://sarayork.blogspot.com

Flash Fiction Friday, March 16, 2012 ~ Mirror, Mirror......Ahhhhhhh

Things are steaming up this week.  Wait until you get through all this week's Flash Fiction Friday reads.  You're gonna need a fan and ice water................ooooooooo, ice water!  I can take you places with that!!  But, until then, please read my take on this week's subject photo and see where it takes you!!

Mirror, Mirror......Ahhhhhhh

The chime sounded.   Holly grabbed a lollipop and sat in front of the mirror. 

“Ola, it’s Holly.”

“Yes, I’m sooooooooo wet.  I feel a burning in my stomach.  My pussy is hot, throbbing, full; my clit red and hard……my lips full, open, trembling.”

“Ohhhhhhhhhh, yes, like that……deeper, harder, faster.  I love pre-cum……”

Putting the phone to her silken slit, Holly whipped at her pearl so he could hear her slippery, slapping wetness as he watched through the glass.

She knew what he was doing.

The drape closed. 

Holly erupted in fevered waves of release…………

 “Please insert $20………….Peek-a-Pussy appreciates your business”

Sighing, Holly loved her job...................

Follow this link to Flasher Fiction Friday to get Flashed by all of us, or do us one at a time: 

Lani Rhea http://lanirhea.blogspot.com
Benjamin Russell: http://incubuschronicles.blogspot.com/
Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/
Jp Archer http://jp-archer.blogspot.com
Kendel Davi http://kendeldavi.wordpress.com/
Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/

Lani Rhea http://lanirhea.blogspot.com

Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/
Michelle Chatton http://michellechatton.blogspot.com/
Cassandre Dayne http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/
Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/
Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/
Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/
ER Pierce http://www.erpierce.com
Christian Jensen http://horrorwritingdaddy.blogspot.com

You'll have to excuse me.  I know where this FFF took me and I have to go ride the waves.............for just a few self-indulgent minutes:) xo 

Flash Fiction Friday, March 9, 2012 ~ Breathless

We Pupils of Prurient Pedagogy have teamed up for a friendly challenge each Friday based on our creative response to a single photo. The objective is to write a 100-word piece, no more and no less.  Joining me today is a bevy of fantastic authors, who have written their own interpretation of the picture below for Flash Fiction Friday.  You are but a heartbeat away, so please..........enjoy:) xo

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Breathless

 

Breathless, I rolled to my stomach and held the pillow I wished was you.  Anticipation added to the single bead of sweat that ran down my back, pooling at my waistband.  I imagined your tongue tracing the journey as you ran your hands along my back to my shoulders.  Breathless, your knees gently opened my legs as you lay atop me.  Your hands follow to mine and gently wrap finger to finger as you bury your face in my neck, inhaling my desire.

Breathless, I wander my dream of meeting you one day, longing to share just one kiss with you…….

Interested in more?  More takes on this interesting photo, silly!  They are not at all alike and each submission is written by one of my dear friends.  Follow this link to Flasher Fiction Friday to get Flashed by all of us.  You will so be glad you indulged yourself:) xo  

Flash Fiction Friday, March 2, 2012 ~ The Emerald Pool

We are at it again.  This hot and sultry Flash Fiction Friday looks to be one of the sexiest FFF yet.  We Pupils of Purient Pedagogy have written, once again, our own 100 word interpretations of the same photo no doubt to the throbbing pulse of our heartbeats. 


Years ago as a young woman, I was introduced to a secret reservoir of spring water nestled in the foothills of the Sierras.  Spring fed and cold as cold could ever be, we swam and frolicked for as long as our naked,  goose-bumped bodies could tolerate the chill.  It was called the Emerald Pool by locals, and many swimmers had been injured by diving off of the granite rocks.  I have taken this life experience and turned it into this week's Flash Fiction Friday.  Read on...............this is mine.



The Emerald Pool

The chilly spring fed pool suspended her painful, twisted body. The stark contrast of the numbing water to the hot, steamy penetration of his hard shaft was the only way she could feel his love.

She whimpered as she abandoned her pain to their pleasures. He cupped her drape to his face, drowning in the aroma of memories, stifling a silent scream as he whispered her name.

"Now," she said softly, touching his face tenderly, "now................please"

He released his hold, crying.  She drifted into the swirl of the emerald pool then disappeared into the waiting dark embrace of relief where she would forever be free.

Interested in reading more takes on this interesting photo?  They are not all alike and each submission is written by one of my dear friends.  Follow this link to Flasher Fiction Friday to get Flashed by all of us:) xo