Okay, I'll start it off with a warmup session. Ladies, do not call my house, or stop by unawares. I know this may be intense for some of you, but this one will push all your buttons. There may be those of you who, upon reading this, may collapse into orgasm. It's a risk I am willing to make. Without further ado:
You watched me as I loaded the dishwasher, lovingly rinsing off the dishes before setting them in the racks. The hum of the dishwasher made you smile, and you looked away, your heart beating fast. Later, I caught you touching yourself while I folded the clothes. Your eyes were riveted on me, your mouth open.
It must have been when I cleaned the refrigerator, later that afternoon, which sent you over the edge. I heard you moaning as you passed by, holding your nose. I washed my hands afterwards, and felt your arms wrap around me from behind.
(98 words)
I was just breakin' the ice. This post is moving slowly. Sometimes humor can bring 'em in.
It's also hard, though, to be put on the bubble in a forum. We are under more of a microscope here.
Hi, Kat, haven't seen you in a long time. How have you been?
100 words? I don't think I can do it. I'd run out just as soon as the liplock ended.
Her nervousness was compounded by her nakedness. He came up behind her, touching lightly, not sexual, but loving. Soon the loving touch became sexual in nature as his hands slipped around in front of her hot body, fingers brushing her hardened nipples. Hot breath wafting past her ear. His hardness enveloped by her bottom cheeks.
Fingers moved downwards, playing here and there until they delved between the lips of her overheated pussy. Rubbing her clit the first spasms of ecstasy exploded her nerve endings. Breath caught, his lips caressed her neck as his hard cock throbbed between them.
Wow, not as easy as it sounds. How'd I do? 98 words by my count.
*sigh*
I'll try some other time when I'm not quite so busy then.
I've got quite a few other stories started and in progress but my time has been at an extreme premium of late. No rest for the wicked I suppose.
The challenge has been laid down and now I must find the words that will make you lay down and give yourself to me. Is this possible? Can I convince you by describing your soft curves, your wicked smile or how your eyes could make men start wars? Would this insult your intelligence? Should I appeal to you with laughter? Perhaps reminisce about the way you pull back your hair from your eyes in a way that makes me smile. No, this will not work. Rendezvous with me Kat. Let the real seduction begin over time, not a hundred words.
In my best Sarf London cockney accent
Hello darlin, wanna shag ...
who needs lots of words ...lol
“Hi darling. You've just got in? There's a bottle of champagne on ice on the table, pour yourself a glass, and take a long hot soak in the tub.
I've booked your favourite restaurant overlooking the harbour. You can wear that black Prada evening dress you had your eye on, it's on the bed with something silky and French to go underneath it. I just had to.
There's a cab coming to pick you up in an hour. Bring your toothbrush, we're staying in the hotel above the restaurant tonight, just like old time's sake. See you there my love.”
100 words. Any good?
We mortals are but shadows and dust. Shadows and dust, Maximus!
Sorry. Got carried away a bit. Watching "Gladiator"...
...but I'll stay tuned to the proceedings here.
Oh, there you go. Some worthwhile ideas.
How about:"Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the money?" Seems to turn a woman on sometimes.
Just kidding!
Some good contributions in here.
You just wanna smack muh ass, Tech.
Who else will accept Kat's challenge?
I'm having performance anxiety. No, I mean, really. Look what happened to C2C? It could be me next.
"I blew in her ear, and she whispered, 'Let's make a covenant now that will last longer than the brief span of time you are actually hard.'" You see? Kat would eat me alive for using 'covenant' and 'hard' in the same sentence.
Wait. She'd eat me alive? Not bad...
"She'd eat me alive." In a world, where ear-blowing is everywhere, and sex is down to one hundred words. In an adventure, spanning the universe...
"Hard Covenant" A Subtlepassion Production. Find it at better erotica bookstores everywhere.
Rocco's a natural. If I ever need a literary agent...he'd sell my stories to a church.
A garish neon sign strobes as I squirm on the creaky bed, naked and alone, sweating in spite of the chill. Your searing kiss lingers on my lips, the scent of your womanhood remains in my nostrils. I shudder as my skin remembers your hardened nipples brushing against me, and I feel the muscles of your womb rippling over my member, engorged and turgid with its own memory of its rightful place. You are not here. But you are in me as I climax in you, screaming your name in my agonizing, blissful release. I sleep, and dream of you.
Not bad...Not bad...Not bad...
I really don't have a clue as to what turns Kat on. We'll keep getting 'not bad's until we finally find out that what did it was being a submissive, and letting her demean us. In a hundred words. lol