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Friday, April 30, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 4-30-10: "Rush Hour"


Streaks of crimson, of white, of amber. From her vantage point on the balcony she watched the traffic stream by below, faint susurrus of whooshings, engine roars dopplering past.

Under the confining coat, her breasts drew tight in anticipation. Her nipples crinkled, hard and pointed. She licked her lips, wondering: “Do I dare? Is my body good enough?”

She sipped air, tasted the evening. Decided yes.

The coat slid to the balcony floor. Night air ran cool fingers over her superheated skin. Below, a chorus of horns brayed approval.


Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 84-94 words. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

The following people are participating this week. Check out their take on this FFF.

Gray:  http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Nilla:  http://vanillamom.wordpress.com
Snow:  http://snow9.wordpress.com
Soren:  http://amorousdays.blogspot.com
Curvaceous Dee:  http://curvaceousdee.com
Katia:  http://katiaswritings.blogspot.com
Lila:  http://que-sinverguenza.blogspot.com
Sephani Paige:  http://sephanipaige.wordpress.com
Diable Incarne:  http://conningdevil.blogspot.com
Luna Mauvaise:  http://lunamauvaise.blogspot.com 
We also had a late arrival who joined in after Friday:
Netsfan44:  http://netsfan44eroticstories.blogspot.com/

Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you have any photos or artwork you'd like to see used in a future challenge, send it my way. 

-- PB

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

e[Lust] #12


Photo courtesy of Emmy
Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #13? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Flesh - Her mind awash with the thought of fucking. The smell of his scent stirring her cunt, her skin alive and encased by lust.

Putting energy in - Play is energising, at its best; so when both of you are tired, sex or spanking can be a way to get away from it all, rejuvenate your emotional connection and stimulate body and brain with a flood of hormones and endorphines.

A Rude Awakening - In the depths of the night, I half wake to the feel of her cool skin wrapping itself around my back. Soft breasts pushing against my ribs and her groin moulding itself to my buttocks.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

Shouldn't - It always starts off so inconspicuously. Innocent, like the sort of teasing that might occur now and then between any other pair of friends who share a hint of attraction to each other.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

Comfort - She’s so strong and yet, when we lie down together, she makes herself small and vulnerable for me. ”Hold me” she says in a tiny voice

See also: Pleasurists #73 and #74 for all your sex toy review needs.


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!

Erotic Writing


Back Story
bodystocking blowjob
Bella Durmiente
Began my day
Bubbleland
Current events
Fiction: Growth
First Meetings...
Game On
"I want your cock in my mouth"
"Make Me"
Mauled at Noon
Monday Morning Flash - "Bathtime"
musing/not asking
Negotiations
Oh, What a Night
One Last Surprise
Over-Ruled?
Park 'N Ride Me
Slut with Wine Bottle
Stardust
Satin Met a Laddie
Unravelled
Wednesday meeting with V

Kink & Fetish

BDSM Advice Series: Gags
Domme for a day
FetInRealLife #12 – DIY Flogger
First Memories
Impact
Last Night
New friends and intense, sweaty, loud orgasms
Out with the Old, in with the New
Sluts, Squirts and Swing Clubs
Steel
Submissive Skills: Hunt Slut
Trust
taking her as My girl, discovering the Dom within
"Welcome to SpankingCast, our spanking podcast"

Sex News, Interviews, Politics and Humor

Building Community for Sex-Positive Sexuality Professionals
Soaking -- Marinating in the Cunt of Christ

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships


Gay Pride
Going Bareback
I Can't
Ladies, what do your genitals say about you?
My Identity is Erased
More Bad Advice
My Rape Story
Read and you may learn...V-massage
Psychology of Rape Fantasy- An Overview
Support Survivors
Top 10 Good Things About A LDR
You Shur Got a Pretty Mouth

Monday, April 26, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge for 4-30-10


Your challenge for this Friday, 4-30-10, is to use the photo above to write a flash fiction of 84-94 words. As usual, nobody's checking word counts, but you only cheat yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're breaking them to earn a spanking....in which case, see me after class.

As always, if you're planning on joining in the fun, please email me (insatiabear (AT) gmail [DOT] com) or leave a comment here. If you don't let me know you're playing, you might get left off the list of participants when I post it on Friday. And nobody wants that. :)

Here's a button for you if you want to include that in your post. Use it to link back to the challenge post, if you like, or link to the Flash Fiction Friday FAQ if you'd rather do that....or, if you participate late in the day, you can even link it to my Friday story post with the list of participants.


Check back here on Friday for my take on the challenge and the list of participants, and then again on Monday for the next FFF challenge!

-- PB

Boobquake 2010 is here; everyone participate!

So, many of you (being smart, sexy people) probably saw the recent public comments by Hojatoleslam Kazem Sedighi (the acting Friday prayer leader in Tehran) that women who dress immodestly cause earthquakes. Patently ridiculous, of course, and more proof of the backwards thinking that plagues many Middle Eastern countries (c'mon, religious and cultural traditions are all well and good, but when you start getting into utter crap like women having to keep their faces covered or walk ten paces behind their husbands, then I immediately discount your religious or cultural traditions as being a waste of my time).

But there's a movement today aimed at demonstrating just how ridiculous this is.

That's right, people, today is Boobquake 2010.

Atheist and geeky blogger Jen McCreight has decided that today she's going to wear a moderately "scandalous" outfit (in other words, show a bit of cleavage) and has urged all women to join her and test the power of boobs. I am in favor of this idea. Not only do we get to demonstrate how ridiculous the claim of impropriety causing earthquakes is, I get to see some lovely boobage.

So if you're so inclined, join Jen in making Boobquake an event (or, rather, a non-event) to be remembered!

(Original Boobquake post here; Jen's clarification and response to public outcry is here; and today's Boobquake coverage is here.)

Yes, there will be a FFF challenge entry posted later today. I wanted to get this up in time to hopefully catch some of you ladies before you head off to work today.

-- PB

Friday, April 23, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 4-23-10: "Hot for Teacher"

(Photo this week submitted by Dangerous Lilly; thanks, Lilly, for a great one.)

She was the ideal biology teacher, he thought as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Certainly every time he looked at her he felt electrochemical reactions firing in his blood, erectile tissues firming, pulse rate increasing, synapses sparking wild scenarios in the neural channels of his brain. Scenarios of her bent over that desk. Of her head bobbing in his lap. Of biology in its...purest form.

“Mr. Mendel!” Her strident voice cut through the pleasant and familiar haze.

He jerked, startled – and sure every lewd thought was written plain as day across his face. “Er....yes?”

“See me after class. We'll see if I can't get your mind back on biology again.”

He flushed in apparent embarrassment, but inside a secret demon was capering in delight. Oh, Miss Watson. You have no idea.


Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 128 - 138 words. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

We had another fine group of participants this week. Why not go check out their take on this FFF?

Gray:  http://mygrayline.blogspot.com/
Soren:  http://amorousdays.blogspot.com/
Clem:  http://gentlemanteacher.wordpress.com/  (Newcomer this week; stop by and say hello.)
Jonsbabydoll:  http://thebloggingslave.com/
Spring Flower:  http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com/
Sephani Paige:  http://sephanipaige.wordpress.com/
Lilly:  http://dangerouslilly.com/   (Lilly hasn't played with us yet either; drop by and welcome her.)
Snow:  http://snow9.wordpress.com/
Max:  http://mystic-satyr.blogspot.com/   (Another newcomer, drop by and say howdy.)
Diable Incarne:  http://conningdevil.blogspot.com/
Luna Mauvaise:  http://lunamauvaise.blogspot.com/

Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! 

-- PB

Monday, April 19, 2010

Microfantasy Monday: "Connecting Amidst Chaos"

And so again, bodies once more entwined in tangled sheets as the hands of the clock spin and spiral inward, into blackness, raindrops sliding down the windowpanes in liquid counterpoint to the liquid struggle on the bed. A struggle towards -- what? To break through into the great blind and bursting nova, that golden moment when sun and stars explode through your body, your silver cord tautening and drawing out, drawing tight, tightening the knot you've formed with your partner, that knot that may stretch and tangle but never, ever breaks? To meld flesh with flesh, breath with breath, liquid centers merging, tightening, pounding hearts in rhythm, each heartbeat incomplete without the other?

In an entire lifetime of loves, how many times can it be like that, all soft and enfolding, salt-sweat and tang of tears, cradled close in all-encompassing darkness, all whispers and sighs and endearments, the connection so intense that it sears with the intensity of a nuclear strike. Summer lightning, brilliant and blue-white, transient and gone; its crackle and flash is nothing beside the intensity of this moment, this gaze, this creature with two backs and eight limbs, one pulse, one thought, one love.

It builds and it builds, that pleasure, waves crashing, thunder rolling, sonorous bass vibrating bones, tingling heat washing through nerves from end to end. Softly moaned endearments mingle with the cries of ecstasy, fingers clasping and unclasping, backs arching, bodies filled with wind and flame, a conflagration that builds rather than destroys. With every stroke they tighten their grasp; with every movement the music of their symphony builds to new heights; with every word the inadequacy of words is made more apparent. What they have is beyond boundaries, too great to be noted, too ephemeral for the cosmos to care, but as intense and unchanging and eternal as change itself.

Drifting and drowsing, slumbrous and spent, they lie in their blissful golden afterglow, the chaos of their world spiraling into a whirlpool, dwindling and gone. The world spins beneath them unfelt, unnoticed. Here there is only quiet, and warmth, and closeness, and a short exchange that has never meant more than it does now.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

(Microfantasy Monday is the brainchild of Ang, the Sweltering Celt. This week's theme was "Spiritual Connection". Go see Ang to find out who else is playing.)

-- PB

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge for 4-23-10

(Photo this week submitted by Dangerous Lilly; thanks, Lilly!)

Your challenge for this Friday, 4-23-10, is to use the photo above to write a flash fiction of....oh, let's say 128-138 words this week. As usual, nobody's checking word counts, but you only cheat yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're breaking them to earn a spanking....in which case, see me after class.

As always, if you're planning on joining in the fun, please email me (insatiabear (AT) gmail [DOT] com) or leave a comment here. If you don't let me know you're playing, you might get left off the list of participants when I post it on Friday. And nobody wants that. :)

Here's a button for you if you want to include that in your post. Use it to link back to the challenge post, if you like, or link to the Flash Fiction Friday FAQ if you'd rather do that....or, if you participate late in the day, you can even link it to my Friday story post with the list of participants.


Check back here on Friday for my take on the challenge and the list of participants, and then again on Monday for the next FFF challenge!

-- PB

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Group Post: "Make Me"

Standing, hand working industriously between her legs, she was a stunning sight. Her head was thrown back, raven hair spilling around her shoulders in a glossy cloud. Her free hand was caressing her tits, squeezing and pulling on the nipples till they looked ready to explode. Her moans were continuous. Her legs trembled.

He shook his head in wonder. Such a wanton one he'd found, so eternally ready, so easily heated up. So completely disinclined to care about public censure or exposure. So eager to fulfill his desires, just at the snap of his fingers and the caress of his voice. Oh yes -- he owned her, body and soul. She was at his command.

"That's it, baby," he growled, his voice a grating rumble. "Play with that cunt. Sink those fingers in. I want those moans and screams. Want you to cum all over, squirt those pussy juices all over your hand, spray everywhere. Cum for me, baby. You know you want to."

Her eyes snapped open. Her gaze caught and held him, full of devilish delight. "Oh, I don't think I'm that easy today, darling," she purred. "I think you should make me."

Eyes open wide at her temerity, he realized she'd backed off her furious tempo to a slow teasing dancing stroke. Apparently she was in need of some corrective instruction.

The whip's strike was a blurring whistle. It cracked across her ass, once, twice, a third time. So rapid that she had barely had time to shriek in shock from the first one before two more welts had appeared, drawn in sharp parallel, as neatly as if with a ruler. She squealed louder, and her hand between her legs began working furiously again. Her hips bucked forward, twice. He noted the new hard rhythm with approval, massaging the throbbing at his groin with a slow careful hand.

Again the lash cracked, this time looping stripes of red over her shoulders, the reverse of a white tan line from a day spent in the sun. She shrieked again, but this time there were words to be heard: "God, yes!" she howled. "I'm so fucking disobedient. I'm a bad girl. Make me cum! Make me cum, you bastard! Fucking make me!"

And the lash hissed toward her again, snapping and popping, tip stopping each time just short of her sweating, straining face. She jerked backward despite herself, almost losing her balance, but never stopping that hard furious rhythm on her clit. Abruptly she stiffened all over, as if she'd had ice water dumped over her. He was surprised at how quietly she came when she got this worked up, but it was always a sight to see: the tiniest of movements of her fingers on her clit, the rest of her body wracked by unbearable muscle-cramping tension, only the gushing spray from her pussy betraying her.

Eventually she subsided. He stroked her sweat-damp hair back from her brow and bent to kiss the shoulder stripes he'd left. "Good girl," he said softly. "Now lie back and spread your legs. We're not done yet."

Time spun out while he waited for her to obey. She stretched, then a slow motion -- was she actually shaking her head? Yes. Yes, she was. "Make me," she purred, looking up at him from underneath lowered lashes.

***********

The Group Post is organized and hosted by Kimberly, the Errant Wife. Thanks to her for putting this together! See who else participated on this "Make Me" theme:

Amy:  http://moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com/
Spring Flower:  http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com/
Ms Scarlett:  http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com
Yours truly:   http://insatiabear.blogspot.com/
Adulterous Letch:  http://a6y.blogspot.com
The Duchess:  http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com
Veronica:  http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com
Petal:  http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Topaz:  http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
Bdenied:  http://cuckold-husband-bdenied.blogspot.com
Ronjazz:  http://www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
Britni:  http://britisshameless.com
"Me":  http://thesecretlifeofme2.blogspot.com
Gray:  http://mygrayline.blogspot.com

And, as always, our hostess Kimberly:
Kimberly:  http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com


-- PB

Friday, April 16, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 4-16-10: "Gun Love"


He strained against his bonds. Ropes creaked but held firm. His cock strained against his pants, trapped like him.

She paced back and forth, a restless lioness, revolver dangling loosely from her pretty paw. Her body glistened with sweat and the wetness of her obvious excitement.

“I really get off on this part,” she sighed, and licked slowly, deliberately, along the gun's barrel. He imagined that tongue caressing his gun, and he moaned. She turned, and grinned a predatory grin.


Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 62 to 82 words. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

We had a good group of participants this week. Why not go check out their take on this FFF?

Soren Ambrose:  http://amorousdays.blogspot.com
Spring Flower:  http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com
Gray:  http://mygrayline.blogspot.com   (please welcome Gray to the group, this is her first time playing along with us!)
Jonsbabydoll:  http://thebloggingslave.com   (another new arrival; stop by and say hello!)
Curvaceous Dee:  http://curvaceousdee.com
Sephani Paige:  http://sephanipaige.wordpress.com
Nilla:  http://vanillamom.wordpress.com
Snow:  http://snow9.wordpress.com
Library Vixen:  http://libraryvixen.com
Katia Spade:  http://katiaswritings.blogspot.com
Lila:  http://que-sinverguenza.blogspot.com/
Diable Incarne:  http://conningdevil.blogspot.com/
Luna Mauvaise:  http://lunamauvaise.blogspot.com


Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you have an interesting photo you'd like to see used for a future challenge, please send it my way.

-- PB

Monday, April 12, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge for 4-16-10


Your challenge for this Friday, 4-16-10, is to use the photo above to write a flash fiction of....let's say 62 to 82 words this week. As usual, nobody's checking word counts, but you only cheat yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're breaking them to earn a spanking....in which case, see me after class.

As always, if you're planning on joining in the fun, please email me (insatiabear (AT) gmail [DOT] com) or leave a comment here. If you don't let me know you're playing, you might get left off the list of participants when I post it on Friday. And nobody wants that. :)

Here's a button for you if you want to include that in your post. Use it to link back to the challenge post, if you like, or link to the Flash Fiction Friday FAQ if you'd rather do that....or, if you participate late in the day, you can even link it to my Friday story post with the list of participants.


Also, I'm now openly soliciting photo submissions from all of you folks. If you have a photo you'd love to see used in a future challenge, by all means send that my way.

Check back here on Friday for my take on the challenge and the list of participants, and then again on Monday for the next FFF challenge!

-- PB

Saturday, April 10, 2010

e[Lust] #11


HNT courtesy of Neptune Blue
Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #12? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Sometimes poly IS hard - The difficulties one faces in managing healthy interpersonal relationships, and the skills one employs in overcoming those difficulties, are the same whether you are monogamous or poly or something in between.

Artist and Model - I’m drawing her furiously along with everyone else in the class. I know her name is Janice because a long time ago we’d been acquaintances, then lovers for a night, and then I didn’t see or hear from her again.

His Boots - He’s my fix. I’m his addiction. Maybe we’re just each other’s junkies? I can never tell when i’m close enough to breathe him in I cease to care about anything else.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

I need a new highway....

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

Nerds are NOT this season's must-have accessory - Being a nerd doesn’t mean you grew up unpopular and tormented, that you have a high-paying job, that you like Star Trek, that you’re socially awkward, that you never exercise, that you run Linux on your computer, that you’re highly educated, that you have low self esteem, or that you have trouble getting dates.

See also: Pleasurists #71 for all your sex toy review needs.


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!

Kink & Fetish

31 orgasms, and that is just the foreplay
BDSM -- Am I Abused?
Being Watched
Being a disappointment makes me feel like shit
Games I play with girls
"I want to be your whore"
Money in M/s
Scrabble the Jade Way
Sexualising 'Sir'
Somehow

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Another Menage a Trois of Power
Confronting the bigots
porn, like sex work, defies easy generalisations
Thoughts on Owning my Butch Cock (Part 1)

Erotic Writing

A Dirty Girl with Needs
Blood Tint ~ Part 7
Dream on Part 2
His Birthday ~ Her Surprise!!
His Need part two
Hot and Wet
I Kissed a Girl...Deuxième Partie
It's the simple things
It has been awhile...
Microfantasy Monday, week 72: the edge
Office Politics
Over the Weekend
sssgirls rock
Something Sexy. Confession #354
The Second Date
This photo...
The Haircut
Under 500: The Hungarian
Winner Takes All?
Wicked Wednesday: High Art

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

A Femme Crip Rant
Controlling Emotions
Consequences
Come on
Do You Suffer from Opportunistic Boyfriend Syndrome?
Eating Her Out
Essure to take off the Pressure
Hair
Letting Go
Life of a Sex Toy Addict
Naming the boy, Blue Balls
Transtastic: On Being Into Queer Women

Friday, April 9, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 4-9-10: "Best Buds"

He woke, cradled by something soft and warm and....hairy? Raising his head, he was stunned to see what he'd been using for a pillow.

Mark smiled up at him. “Morning, Rick.”

Rick took a deep breath. “Er....good morning. Why are we....?”

“Nekkid? Hell, you tell me. You muttered something about it being 'better for both of us' and then passed out on me.”

“Exactly how much did I drink?”

“Dunno, but I can't say I'm all that upset, really.” Mark grinned, and his cock stirred slightly.

Rick felt his own respond. “Me neither,” he said quietly.

Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 80-100 words. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

The following people are participating this week. Please go visit them to see how they rose to the challenge, and leave some nice comments if you liked what they came up with.

Spring Flower:  http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com/
Soren:  http://amorousdays.blogspot.com   (another newcomer; go welcome him to the ranks, all!) 
Sephani Paige:  http://sephanipaige.wordpress.com
Curvaceous Dee:  http://www.curvaceousdee.com
Nilla:  http://vanillamom.wordpress.com
Snow:  http://snow9.wordpress.com
One other participant, Mystique, told me she had written something too, but didn't provide me a link. Mystique, if you're out there, holler. :)


Another question for you, the audience at large: are you content with having me select our inspirational pictures myself, or do you want to get involved? Let me know if you'd prefer to have a voice and would rather submit pics you'd like to see used for inspiration, instead of leaving it to my judgment. Another possibility is for me to randomly pick from amongst the participants and ask them to choose a pic for the following week; "tag, you're it", perhaps. As always, just leave a comment or email me to chime in.

Check back here on Monday for the next challenge!


-- PB

Monday, April 5, 2010

How does it feel.......


How does it feel.......
...when you haven't had sex in a week or more, when you're so keyed up you can hardly stand it? When every thought is of dirty delightful fantasies, every shift you make in your seat only increases your arousal, every whisper of fabric against your skin makes you burn to be rid of that clothing, hot and nude and pressed relentlessly against your partner of choice? 

How does it feel.......
...when you're lying in bed, hand moving restlessly between your legs, fingers buried to the knuckles in your soaking wet pussy, playing with your clit and sending brilliant sparks of pleasure like summer lightning through your body? When your hips are moving of their own volition, grinding, rolling, enacting that hard rhythm you want more than anything else at that moment? 

How does it feel......
...when I'm lying between your thighs, drinking delicately of your nectar, delighted as always by the way that each fresh swipe of my tongue doesn't use up the wetness there, only producing more? When I'm caressing you with mouth and teeth and tongue, sucking, licking, biting oh so very gently? When I'm gripping your ass in both hands to raise and pull you closer to my hungry mouth? When you're crying out, incoherent moans dissolving to frantic entreaties to keep going, urging me to keep going, oh yes, right.........THERE? 

How does it feel......
...when you're gripping the headboard in both hands, pushing yourself back at me, tossing your hair, harder, harder, yes, that's it, harder still? When I'm pounding you relentlessly, trying to hammer you through the wall and into the next apartment over, where the occupants are even now feverishly masturbating to the sounds of our screaming? 

How does it feel......
...when we're in the shower and I upend a bottle of body wash over your glistening breasts? When I turn blue gel into pounds of lather and spread them from head to toe over your slippery form? When I walk around you, coating every inch of you in slick suds, hands roaming from toes to the nape of your neck and everywhere in between? How does it feel when your legs are trembling from my attentions and your nipples are standing out like tiny cherries and your breath is coming in hard sharp pants? How does it feel when you're dripping so much wetness that the suds are rapidly being washed down your legs? 

How does it feel......
...when I part your lips with my crown and push forward? When you feel my shaft sinking into you, plumbing your depths more absolutely than any explorer could ever imagine? When you're gripping me fiercely, owning my every inch, giving me your all, begging for more and taking everything I offer with gasping moans of assurance and assent? When your fingernails scrawl bleeding trails across my back, flaying me with your desire and need? 

How does it feel......
...when we're out in public and you whisper exactly, precisely, what you're thinking at that very moment? When you can see my own reaction not just in my face but in the bulge at my crotch? When you trace its length with fingertips, each new caress serving only to delineate and accent its rigid outline? When you drape yourself over me from behind, pressing your breasts against me, undulating snakelike, your busy hands working over my front in perfect innocence, simply appearing idle caresses to curious onlookers? When your lips are still dripping honey into my ear, delicious descriptions of what you're going to do to me the very instant we are alone? When every tiny touch has me gulping, fighting for control, a wet spot forming in my jeans? 

How does it feel......
...when you're rising and falling above me, your cunt clenching my length tightly inside you, your wetness splashing all over me, your hands pressed firmly on my chest? When you're dragging your hair in a long slow sweep down my body with every slow downstroke you make? When you can see my eyes, desperate and mad, rolling about in pleasure-wracked spirals? When I'm shuddering all over like I've been tasered, but it's your electric touch that has me so affected? When you know you have complete control of me and will keep me in that envelope of ecstasy until you've tasted your own cup of delight to the full? 

How does it feel? Tell me....I want to know more. 

-- PB

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge for 4-9-10


Time to shake things up a bit! Your challenge for this Friday, 4-9-10, is to use the photo above to write a flash fiction of 80-100 words. As usual, nobody's checking word counts, but you only cheat yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're breaking them to earn a spanking....in which case, see me after class.

As always, if you're planning on joining in the fun, please email me (insatiabear (AT) gmail [DOT] com) or leave a comment here. If you don't let me know you're playing, you might get left off the list of participants when I post it on Friday. And nobody wants that. :)

Here's a button for you if you want to include that in your post. Use it to link back to the challenge post, if you like, or link to the Flash Fiction Friday FAQ if you'd rather do that....or, if you participate late in the day, you can even link it to my Friday story post with the list of participants.


Check back here on Friday for my take on the challenge and the list of participants, and then again on Monday for the next FFF challenge!

-- PB

Friday, April 2, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 4-2-10: "Six Short Words"

She fought, biting and clawing, then finally using every ounce of strength to resist that inexorable pull. Tendons stretched and muscles strained as her head was forced closer and closer to his lap. From her: soft effortful grunts, short whimpers. From him: mostly dead silence.

“Open your mouth, goddammit,” he hissed, wrenching her up and towards him again. “It's not going to bite you.”

“But what if I bite it?” she snarled, twisting, turning.

The pull stopped, his arm went rigid. His cock, however, did just the opposite. She smiled grimly.



Your challenge for today was to use the picture above (supplied this week by Diable Incarne -- thanks, DI!) and write a flash fiction of 88 to 94 words. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

The following people are participating this week. Why not go check out their take on this FFF?

Luna Mauvaise:  http://lunamauvaise.blogspot.com/
Curvaceous Dee:  http://curvaceousdee.com/
Spring Flower:  http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com/
Nilla:  http://vanillamom.wordpress.com/
Lila:  http://que-sinverguenza.blogspot.com/   (everybody please stop by and welcome Lila to FFF, this is her first time joining us!)
Katia:  http://katiaswritings.blogspot.com/ 
Diable Incarne:  http://conningdevil.blogspot.com/
Snow:  http://snow9.wordpress.com/

Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! 

-- PB