Friday, September 21, 2012

FFF - Chagrin

Flash Fiction Friday

The last party of the summer was wrapping up. I had decided to leave when I noticed three guys in the kitchen and decided to play a little game instead. Two were talking off to the side; the third was sitting at the table. They were all shirtless. This was gonna be fun.

You guys wanna play a little game?” They eyed me suspiciously.

It’s simple. I remove something of yours. You, in turn, remove something of mine. You game?

That got their attention, and they formed a circle around me. They wondered how this would play out, knowing they each were only wearing one article of clothing.

I removed the shorts of the first guy – exposing his already hardening cock. Mmm. Delightful.

He seemed to hesitate, so I purred, “Your turn.” He reached under my sundress, deftly removing my damp panties and tossing them to the side.

In no time, I’d removed the shorts of the second guy. Again, surprised to find he wasn’t wearing anything else. This was going better than expected.

With no hesitation, he lifted my sundress over my head. My supple breasts bounced lightly before my audience.

I turned to the third guy, “I want to remove your shorts, but I have nothing else for you to remove in kind. Whatever shall we do?” Smiling innocently, I pulled his shorts down to the floor.

Pressing up against me, he whispered, “Since I can’t undress you, I’m going to cover you with something warm and creamy. But first, first, we’re going to fuck you. And so are they.

For the first time, I noticed several other men had entered the kitchen during my little game. I tried to look mortified, but my dripping pussy betrayed my look of chagrin and accepted his cock – hungrily wanting more.

This party had been so fun! I’d removed my clothes much earlier; now I wanted another drink. I headed into the kitchen – noticing three very hot men.

Two were naked. One was hanging by the door out to the patio; yes, it appeared he was actually hanging from the door frame. The other naked man was watching him, absentmindedly stroking his own cock.

The third guy was at the table. He was still wearing shorts. His look of chagrin melted when he saw me. His charming smile mesmerized me. I was drawn to him by some inexplicable power. Before I knew what was happening, I was kneeling before him removing his shorts.

His cock hardened quickly, and I soon found myself impaled on his lap, my pussy juices dripping down his balls. As I rode him, I couldn’t stop myself from watching the scene before me.

The one who had been stroking his cock had moved closer to the one in the doorway. In fact, he had moved so close that they were now touching. He had moved from stroking his own cock to stroking that of the other man. I realized that the man in the doorway had not actually been hanging there because his hands were now entwined in the other man’s hair, guiding his head to his cock. They both began moaning loudly.

Or was that me?

I began fucking harder and faster. The guy I was fucking leaned forward to ask if I wanted a closer look. I nodded, and he beckoned his friends. Watching this fellatio, I knew I wanted a turn. I knelt before the neglected cock, taking it hungrily into my mouth. My ass was high in the air, so I could continue being fucked by guy #3.

And that was just the beginning.

I really liked this picture, but I had a hell of a time writing a story about it. I'm not really all that pleased with either of these, but I don't think I'll end up with anything better. The challenge this week was to write something with a word count of 301 or less using the word "...chagrin..."

Now, head over to Ram's blog  for more Flash Fiction Friday fun. Hopefully others had an easier time with this prompt.

Flash Fiction Friday

Monday, September 17, 2012

e[lust] 40

Photo courtesy of @iSlut_ of A Slut's Memoir

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~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~
The Bitch is Back - The temperature at the table drops several degrees. “Like that?,” I say. ”Is that what you want?”
On Women Who Like Sex - I like sex as much as any man I know. I am not a weirdo, I am not a slut, and I am not in any excessive danger.
Secret Secretary- There she was in the reception room on my couch, lying on her back, legs spread, skirt hiked up over her torso, her hands frantically feeling between her legs.

~ e[lust] Editress ~
Street Harassment: It’s everywhere, all the time

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~
Thoughts: Regarding Limits In BDSM
All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships
Begin rantCommunication Breakdown
Family Planning
Great Expectation
My Fantasy
Rituals, Symbolism, Kink, and of course ME

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
How You Know You Are On The Rag

Kink & Fetish
Anal Slut
Flogger Use and Safety from a Beginner
Janet's Magical Toybag
Protest Much?
Property of Seven
Playing With Fire
Tonight I am going to fuck your (slave) ass
The Long-Anticipated Gangbang Post
Welcome To The Club

Erotic Writing
Almost Broken
A Bad Habit
A Sinner Sits for Sacred Sunday Service
BBQ & Beer
Birthday Sex
Cap D'Agde -spit roast with a stranger
Dirty Talk
Lolita Twenty-Twelve, Part FiveLush
Oral at a Sex Party
once in a while
Random memories: First love
Saturday Morning Pussy
Stress Reliever – Lubed Fingers
The shopping assistant
The Sting of the Crop

Friday, September 14, 2012

FFF - End of a Long Week

The week had dragged on forever for both of them. Tim was fortunate enough to be able to work from home on Friday. Sarah smiled to herself as she thought about the surprise she had planned for him. She secretly took the afternoon off to spoil him and get their weekend off to a sexy start.

She quietly entered the house through the side door, so he wouldn’t hear the sound of the garage door open and close. In the living room, with the blinds open, she stripped naked – posing seductively a few times, in case the neighbors were watching.

But then…
What was that?
Wrapping herself in her sweater, she tiptoed upstairs. The sounds were getting louder.
It sounded like… But no, that’s impossible. Tim was the most loyal, loving guy. He would never… Would he?
She silently opened the door to their bedroom.

There was Tim; his hands entwined in Nikki’s blonde hair, his cock pounding in and out of her cunt. Sarah knew she should be upset seeing her husband fuck their hot neighbor, but the truth was, it really turned her on.

Before realizing it, she’d let her sweater fall open. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they rubbed her dripping pussy and squeezed her tits. She tried to remain quiet and unnoticed, but her moans became louder and louder.

Tim and Nikki turned to look, smiling when they saw Sarah in the doorway. They beckoned her to join them.

Today's challenge was to write a story with a word count of 241-249 (this is 249) using the word forever. The image is actually supposed to be a GIF, but if it's not working, either click on the pic to be taken to the GIF version. Or better yet, head over to Ram The Sunlover to see it in action. Plus while you're there, you can read everyone else's story, too. I'd love to hear what you come up with!

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Playing in the Pool

It's not too late for some Sinful Sunday, right?

Sinful Sunday - Playing in the Pool
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Do you like my new swimsuit?

Sinful Sunday

Friday, September 7, 2012

FFF - Fetlock

Things had been hot and steamy; my orgasms more intense than I could recall in a long time. I was on top -  riding him hard when it happened.

He proposed.

Right there. In the heat of the moment.

He was smart. HOT. Very Wealthy. A real dream come true. I should have been happy, but the truth was I didn’t know how to react. Instead of answering, I ran out to the stables.

My prince had just proposed! I shook my head and mounted my favorite stallion. Bareback. I didn’t even notice that I was still naked; I just rode off into the distance.

Proposed? I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I mean, who does that? Proposing in the middle of sex. Before cumming, no less.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t see the pond until we were in depths well past the stallion’s fetlock, and I could feel the cool water lapping at my ass.

What was I going to do? I know this wasn’t the reaction he probably expected – me running out of the room like a bat out of hell.

I just…I just…well, I just don’t know. I clung to the stallion hoping for some comfort, some inspiration. I rode and rode. The sun had set by the time I returned to the stables. The castle was completely dark. I tiptoed quietly back up to my room. Luckily, he wasn’t waiting for me. I gathered my belongings and snuck back out the way I’d come.

Safely back in my own bed, physically and emotionally exhausted, I curled up and cried myself to sleep.

Truth be told, this picture really creeped me out. First, I'm not a huge horse person. Second, and more importantly, this chick is unhealthily skinny. The combination of the horse and rider made my stomach turn a bit. I really didn't know how I could possible write about this picture.

Then, I sat down to write and the idea for this story just popped into my head. It barely addresses what's happening in the picture, which suits me just fine; the less time I have to look at it the better. :-)

What do you think of this week's photo?

The challenge for this week was to write a story of 289 words or less using the word fetlock. Why not join in the fun and write your own story based on the photo?

Check out Ram's blog to link up your own story and to read what everyone else wrote.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Interview with Destiny?

I had a job interview this afternoon. The interviewer (and owner) was young well, probably close to my age and HOT.

At least in the Justin Long sense. Yum.

And his partner had one of those sexy Queen's English accents.

During the interview, I asked, "Could you describe for me what the typical day or week would look like for someone in this position?"
For the first few weeks, I'd like this person to shadow me closely.
I struggled to stay focused on the rest of his answer, as my mind drifted to the kind of naughtiness that could only happen when shadowing this sexy, young exec.

I imagined our brainstorming sessions.
Perhaps it would start with a simple hand on his knee, a slight squeeze, a twinkle in my eye. I'd nod to confirm the mutual attraction was real.
Our eyes would lock while my hand drifted to loosen his pants. I'd drop to my knees without breaking our gaze. He head would tilt back and a small moan would escape as I took his cock in my mouth. His fingers would entwine in my hair.
Um. I'm sorry. Could you repeat that?

Now, I just need to get the job. *wink*