Showing posts with label May 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label May 2013. Show all posts

Friday, 10 May 2013

Flash Fiction Friday - 10 May:Something Unexpected

It's Friday, so that means a good time to flash. Flash Fiction Friday. A given picture and 100 words, no more, no less to get inspired. Please show the flashers some love. This week mine is called  Something Unexpected. Enjoy.

Flashers



The room was dark, nevertheless Janice immediately recognised the woman facing a far wall. Never however, had she seen her quite like this. Her beautiful slender body with its soft pale flesh was virtually naked, all but for a black thong and black high-heeled shoes. Hair that was usually up in a bun, hung loose, almost reaching the perfectly formed butt cheeks.

Her hands, tied together behind her back by a chain that also tethered her to the spot. She stood obediently, waiting.

Janice’s boss turned to her saying, “I noticed those unnecessary visits to accounts. Here is your bonus.”
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Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Tantalizing Tuesday - 7 May: Different


It's Tuesday and time to tantalize. A self chosen picture and 200 words, no more, no less, to bring you a teaser inspired by it. The talented authors do it so well, so please show some love. Comments always appreciated. This week my teaser is called Different. Enjoy
Teasers



“Come on, you can’t lie there all day,” Tony called impatiently to Ruth. He took hold of his girlfriend’s hands and hauled her up from the grassy bank where she had been sunbathing.

“Hey, careful,” she laughed drawing herself upright and falling against him. “This had better be good, I was quite happy staying here.”

Tony grinned; he put his arms around Ruth, and then gave her a kiss. He held her hand and guided her down to the sandy path that went alongside of the river. “This way.”

He helped her along the winding path around the hill, occasionally pointing out bits of knobbly extended roots from trees that were sticking up and easy to trip over.Before long, a huge roar sounded, and Ruth wondered if they were near a road.Then a massive waterfall came into view and Tony urged Ruth to get closer, helping her over stepping-stones.

 Spray from the waterfall covered them and Ruth giggled. “Where are we going?”

 Ruth shrieked as he pulled her right behind the fall of the water to where he knew about a dry cave.

“Look,” said Tony. “You said you wanted to conceive somewhere different. Let’s make a baby!” 
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Sunday, 5 May 2013

Saturday's After Dark Moments - 4 May: Pizza Boy

Today I join the group Saturday's After Dark Moments. Choosing a sexy picture every author is inspired to write flash fiction 100-500 words. My piece this week is called Pizza Boy.  Enjoy



Carla heard the doorbell ring, and then upon getting no reply the visitor went round and knocked on the back door.   She heard someone open it and call “Pizza!” After a minute, and no reply, the pizza boy stepped inside repeating the word in a louder singsong tone. The sound reverberated around the kitchen and along the hallway.

“Just leave it in the kitchen, and then come into the lounge. I have your payment,” Carla called to him.
 Without giving it a second thought the nineteen-year-old pizza boy, a regular in that area opened the lounge door and looked around. He was shocked to find Carla, semi naked, sprawled along and peeking wickedly around a chaise longue. Turning as if to go he said, “I shouldn’t be seeing you like this.”

“Aww don’t be silly, you’re a grown man and want your payment.” Carla beckoned to him with one hand while covering her plump naked breasts with the other. She stretched out her long legs, clad in black fishnet stockings and watching him move closer to her with a nervousness that was almost cute.  Carla began to purr like the cat that had the cream.

“What’s your name?” she whispered in a low husky voice, swinging her legs around shifting to a sitting position. She looked up at the lean six-foot young blonde man that stood before her.  “T...Tom,” he stammered. Gazing at her curvaceous body, he felt a stirring in his loins and quickly turned his head, embarrassed.

“Well Tom, I’m 30 and all woman. I have been watching you and like what I see. There is no need to be nervous with me. Sit down.” She patted a space on the chaise longue next to her and turned slightly toward Tom as he sat. Then she took one of his hands between her two and placed it on her naked breast. “There,” she smiled, “does that feel nice?”  

Her breast felt plump cool and extremely alluring under his hand and Tom mumbled something that Carla could not quite make out, and as if on autopilot, his fingers gently stroked her.

Carla leaned forward and pressed her full lips against Tom’s mouth, slipping her tongue between his lips, while simultaneously pushing her hand between his thighs and caressing his groin.

Tom’s cock sprang to life and began to harden under the circular movements of her expert fingers. Before long, the hard lump it had become was straining against the denim of his jeans. With a flick of the wrist, Carla whipped out his hard cock and wound her fingers around the shaft. With her other hand she pushed his fingers inside her panties. On discovering her wet warmth, she encouraged him to push his fingers inside her. Her hand quickened, rubbing up and down his shaft, she kissed harder and he groaned.

“Oh Tom,” she eventually whimpered as he continued to finger fuck her. “I want to show you my bedroom.”
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Friday, 3 May 2013

Flash Fiction Friday - 3 May: Necessary


Well it's Friday again, so time for flashing. Flash Fiction Friday of course! A given picture and one hundred words, no more, no less, to get inspired.  Please show some love to the talented authors who take on this challenge. Comments always appreciated. This week my version is called Necessary. Enjoy

Flashers


Grant gazed wistfully out to sea as he wandered barefoot and soulful along the shore. He had not planned to return so soon, but this trip was a necessary one. She loved to be here. He remembered the first time here as a boy with his mother. She had helped him get over his fear of the sea.

Grant looked down now, watching his toes sink into soft wet sand as swirling sea foam washed over his feet. He had released the ashes here an hour earlier in accordance with her wishes.

“I’ll miss you Mum, you’ll be happy here.”
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