Day 3: word count 875 – “The main course is a little simpler, but no less hearty than previous dishes. A delicious beef bone broth.” She watched him move around the room, raw excitement radiating off of him as he worked the crowd. He was in his element here. Chef, host, entertainer, he was a …
Story 2- 746 words – She heard the sound of his shoes on the hardwood floor and dropped to her knees on the rug. Her eyes pinched in confusion, but the skin smoothed out as her mind swam with thoughts of pleasing. Her body was bare as was required of her when he wasn’t home, …
Day 2. 505 words in story one. Inspired by Exhibit A’s writing prompts with song lyrics. – She arched into him, her hands gripping his wrist. Long nails left divots in his skin that drew blood, the metallic odor scenting the air. “You’re so beautiful.” He swallowed a groan as he pushed his cock inside …
“How was the gym?” She tossed her bag down and dropped on the couch beside him. Her shirt clung to her skin and she felt hot all over. “Sweaty. Intervals today on the treadmill.” She straightened her left leg out and gave it a shake. “Battling through with some endurance training.” “Did anyone notice your …
“Up on the bed, kitten. All fours.” She positioned herself across the bed, head toward the window and bottom facing the closet. It wasn’t long before he stepped in front of her, forcing her to look up. He was naked, his cock semi-hard as he reached out to stroke her face. “My sweet little kitten …
A post for this fortnight’s KOTW inspired by this photo from Molly’s Daily Kiss Sara followed her older sister, Tirah, believing she was simply going to see Tirah being stupid on Halloween with her friends. Maybe she’d go back and tell Mom what she saw, maybe she’d join in on the fun. Sara followed eagerly …
My silly muse. This started out as an idea with racial overtones, but evolved into something else. Maybe I’ll redux it with the original theme another time. Enjoy. – She was pissed. So mad any thought of fear was shut out by the need to rip this motherfucker’s head off. She tugged at her restraints, …
Unedited – This was not a town where she felt she belonged, never mind that she grew up there. Coming home just reminded her how different she was and had always felt from everyone. Boys never approached her in high school. She was the black girl in a school that had few black kids. She …
As an explanation, this thought popped into my head. I’ve been called sir on more than one occasion in my life and it made me think. I’d like to revisit this, but please accept my first attempt with kindness. — “You’re new here.” The matter of fact words, spoken in a sultry tone caught all …