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09-07-2011, 05:00 PM
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I think this deserves another ****bump****
August 30th has come and gone.... 
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09-07-2011, 05:25 PM
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Femme Erotique (A femme writer's reverie)
(Sexy strut into big empty apartment..…feelin’ it tonight…Brown high heeled leather boots, black hose , silk mini dress with leather belt…legs straddled between two tall chairs at the dining room table…)
The look…the sweet smile… as I begin to stroke your forehead gently…lightly petting your hair just at your temple…your head tipping back as you sigh deeply…whispering my name…babygirl… I continue to caress your head and move to the back of your neck…massaging…stroking…sharp grab of your short hair…then stroking again…always finding a handhold…smiling….watching you move with my touch….eyes closed in divine reverie… When they open again, your blue irises flood black with a look of pure hot desire…want…need…to…please they seem to say…please let me… please… You… With one hand on your chest, I push you gently back…“No…” “No…not yet…” and start the stroking dance again …my hands rubbing your strong shoulders…squeezing your arms…a scratch and grab of nails just hard enough to make you shudder…slipping into an interlace of butch-femme fingers… You pull me up to you…face to face now…Lips trembling… Flick-lick… soft kiss… near miss… bite-swipe… kiss… no miss… deep wet kiss….wet…so wet…nibble…bite… Your fingers now…in my mouth-sucking licking biting…kissing each finger…playfully pulling at my bottom lip…a soft bite ending in another wet tongue tease before you take my mouth…soft…wet…spicy sweet.... The gauntlet is laid down...GO FOR IT!!! Finish by say 9/21... 
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09-12-2011, 07:39 PM
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Bumping the thread.... I totally dig what Bootsandheels had to offer....
Anyone up for the challenge? The Sawdust challenge was awesome - thanks to everyone who participated!!!! ADG |
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09-13-2011, 01:12 AM
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09-13-2011, 07:09 AM
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She loved her car. It was her mother's 1968 red Mustang with black leather seats. Every time she slid into those crackling leather seats, she would offer up a prayer to her mom for giving her the car. She loved the cold chill of the seats in winter and the hot softness snd the sensuous way they would cup her ass in the summer.
It was not just the connection to her teen-years but the connection to her mom. Those years were filled with conflict but underneath it all, she knew her mother loved her dearly. As she drove, she cranked the window down to let the cold chill of the autumn night blow her hair back from her face. She thought about the first time she climbed into the cramped back seat of the car-not with a boy but a girl. She mused to herself, "I wonder what ever happened to Iris?" She ran her tongue over her lips at the memory of that night. She was the aggressor for the first time. Flirting and gently pushing Iris closer and closer to that first time. She knew she was always attracted to girls beginning in Junior High. Why else would her stomach clench, her palms sweat, whenever she was near one of the butch JV girls? Afraid, always afraid to admit to herself what she truly was. Until that first night when she parked the car in a far corner of the parking lot and reached over and kissed Iris. Their lips seemed to meld together, breathing as one, tongues touching, licking and the need to touch each other overcame any sense of reason or logic. As one, they opened their doors, without a word-as though speaking would spoil the moment. She still acutely recalled every second as Iris slid down the leather seat. The smell of the leather, the fresh sea-smell of her hair and how hard it was to tug down those tight jeans in the limited space but pull them down, she did. Her need to smell Iris, to taste and lick her was overwhelming. She slid down in the seat herself, cupping Iris's ass in both hands and almost came herself at just the delicious smell of Iris's pussy. Gently, she touched her tongue to the wetness. She could feel it trickling down to her hands. She remembered everything she had read during her babysitting jobs in all the sex books the dentist and his wife had. "Go slow", she kept repeating in her head but all she really wanted to do was to drink that wetness. She slowed her breathing down and began to lick Iris. Tongue flattened, stroking, licking, sucking until she could feel the wet begin to drip onto the leather. Iris was quiet at first. She feared perhaps she was doing it wrong. Then Iris began to make sounds she recognized from herself as she fully engaged in the inexorable progression to orgasm. When Iris began begging, "Don't stop, don't stop", she knew that Iris was going to cum. She still remembered the sense of utter satisfaction and pride at being able to connect so totally with Iris. It was at that moment of orgasm that she knew, with no more fear; that she was truly a lesbian. She shook her head at the memory, squirming in her leather seat, feeling that heaviness and want in her own pussy. She drove on, smiling, knowing that her butch would soon be taking care of that need.
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09-15-2011, 07:01 PM
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Bumpity Bump Bump...
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Flick-lick… soft kiss… near miss… bite-swipe… kiss… no miss… deep wet kiss….wet…so wet…nibble…bite… Your fingers now…in my mouth-sucking licking biting…kissing each finger…playfully pulling at my bottom lip…a soft bite ending in another wet tongue tease before you take my mouth…soft…wet…spicy sweet.... mmmmmm....your mouth...is so warm, so moist..and inviting......gently...pulling lower lip into my mouth...sucking it into mine....as I wrap your wrists with my hand and push you up against the wall ...my thigh wedged between yours.....you feeling the weightiness of me....bracing you and opening you to me....as my wants are felt through the fabric of my jeans...a very warm and searing desire floods us...I raise your arms above your head...still holding your wrists tightly bound...while my other hand cups a breast...fondling it and my thumb and forefinger find and pinch the nipple, making it stand erect...I bend my head down...to nuzzle your earlobe..sucking it ever so subtly...moist and warm breath...as I trail wet, warm kisses and licks along the neck, down to the cleavage...and I lick the skin there...exhilirated by the faint scent of your cologne...mmm...heady...intoxicating...making me want you all the more...my teeth rip through the silkiness of the bra...lacy and very scantily covering those twin, succulent mounds of desire...as the air hits them..the nipples are erect and pert...as my mouth devours first one, then the other...teeth grasping nipples and grating back along the length of each...oh, baby, you say almost inaudibly...still holding your hands above your head...you shudder...and I have you braced on my thigh...you are feeling the moistness that is building inside you...there...and it is heating up inside you...I bring your hands down to your sides...and I bend down...as I raise the skirt you have on....revealing your nakedness..raw...feminine...powerfully intoxicating..my eyes drink of the ravenous beauty beneath the skirt...silky thighs..shapely, svelte curves...and I trail my tongue along one thigh..then the other..your knees give a slight buckle..back pressed against wall...head tilted back..eyes shut with lids fluttering....my tongue still...making little wet trails along thighs..and up to top of mons ..gentle nips...kisses..and licks...as I release your hands....and I push open your thighs...one hand on each side...and there...is the...most lovely loveliest of femininity...obscured by the lips of your pussy...my eyes drink of this wondrous, heady sight..and I inhale your pheromones..femme pheromones...a pussy waiting to be devoured...my fingertips each play little rhythmic taps along the lip...eliciting their erectness..watching each unfold and open back to reveal a very luscious lotus flower...ready for my picking..again my fingertips...rhythmically play this lotus's petals...arousing her...opening...all silky, erect, pink and glistening with her dewy nectar...my tongue slowly up one side and down the other...gentle pressure....you buckle again...shudder, and a deep, guttural moan escapes...I continue...licking...gentle nips,...my tongue finds the opening...licks deep inside and eases back to the lotus flower...licks ever so slowly, so tantalizingly slowly...she becomes even more erect...fingertips still playing their tapping dance..and I roll knuckles in along each fold..this sends you over the edge...and I lick, nibble, and have all of you..in my mouth..rolling the flesh between my teeth and tongue..your hand is entangled in my hair, pulling me closer..as your moans build..and your knees are shaking...I have my shoulders wedged into your thighs to support you...ahh the sweet honey nectar...and the wetness of my tongue...oh baby..you are so wetted..so sweet...and I am going to devour you...yes baby...hold tight... increasing the sucking, nibbles, and pressure..as your whole body arches to meet me..and you clutch my head so close...ahh yes...here.... I am.....in your...there....where we are one...fluid, diverse...encompassing...soaring into those liquid, colorful swirls that consume us..that deep within your soul confines.. a sacred place...that opens you to all my caresses and kisses and penetrations......melding us...as one..within..without..my mouth is filled with the wetness of you...savoring every drop of honey nectar...tenderly loving the lotus flower I have picked...losing myself into your there....only like no other there I have ever known...and we lose ourselves in the oneness...of the "butch/femme dance"....mmmmm ....
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09-16-2011, 01:13 PM
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Bumpity Bump Bump! So everyone has some weekend reading! <smiles>.....
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09-16-2011, 07:16 PM
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ADG, BootsandHeels.....please throw us another prompt...my brain is too tired at the moment..besides you two come up with some great prompts...please????
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09-16-2011, 11:14 PM
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09-17-2011, 08:14 AM
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Prompt!!!!
Hello writer folks...
Thanks for the scorchingly hot writing sooooo good. Next writing prompt.... MOSAIC Enjoy my talented creative writing folks!!!! [/B]/COLOR][/FONT] |
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