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Friday, June 10, 2011

Flash Fiction Friday 6-10-11: "Mercury Rising"

(Source image: "Daddy Always Tells Me to Keep Cool" by Merlin Enabnit)

Never had there been a summer like it. Hundred-degree temps every day, not a cloud to cut the haze, the sun's rays remorseless, a hammerblow unrelenting.

I remember it so well, how we sought privacy but found nothing better than an icehouse. She sat on a block, her excitement mingling with melted water, trickling down her thighs and calves. I bore her back, kissing, licking droplets of sweat from the hollow of her throat. She moaned and shuddered when I slid two fingers into her under that summer skirt.

She scooted to the edge of the block, hiking up the skirt. And I slid deep, and pumped slow and steady, till my own cum gushed into her, trickling out to freeze in accusatory white drips on the block.

Summer heat is unbearable in more ways than one.

Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 40-140 words. Additionally, I provided a key phrase I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:

"...trickling down..."

Nobody's checking word counts, or for the key phrase, 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).

Special Bonus Director's Commentary Track: 

This was partially inspired by the pic and partially by Lexi's recent summer heat post, which got me all hot and horny and sweaty just reading it. I've never fucked on a block of ice, and can't imagine it would be all that much fun in reality, but I *have* experienced that unbearable summer heat which is only made worse by your lust for your partner. Some kinds of heat can only be quenched one way, and some other kinds only get fanned higher when you try to put them out. I quite like this piece, if I may be permitted a bit of self-aggrandizement. I chose to imagine the lady wearing a light summery skirt rather than the one-piece swimsuit pictured above. Ever tried to get quick access with one of those? They suck for it. Dresses or summer skirts are more fun.

The title is actually not a play on Sting's "Mercury Falling" (though I do love that album). In fact, the music I'd be more inclined to think of for this is Richard Shindell's "A Summer Wind, A Cotton Dress", though that's a lot more bittersweet than anything depicted here.

Please note that I am no longer collecting the participants list. If you are playing along this week, please leave your link below using the widget. It will appear in the text of the post itself, not in the comments, so everyone that's playing will be listed here. This frees me from having to chase people down to find out if they're playing or update the Friday post several times for late entries. Your cooperation is appreciated.

In any case, the participants list is below. Go check them out, and thanks to all who played along.

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

-- PB


Anonymous said...

Where's an ice house or block of ice when I need it? It's been hotter than heck in my neck of the woods. Yes, a skirt is better accessible than a bathing suit. ;-)

Anonymous said...

'Hot' story. :)

Skirts are more sexy than bathing suits too.

Naughty Lexi said...

Glad I could be inspiring, although I think the source falls short of the result in this case ;) And I think the woman in the painting could be wearing a tight black miniskirt; you can't see between her legs to verify (more's the pity). I could only think of the Bruce Willis movie as a titular reference though, so whether it was a reference to Sting or not, I didn't get it. Hot as always ;)

Word said...

Lovely sweet piece... in more ways than one. And yes, there is something special about being all hot and bothered and then screwing like mad someplace cool. Deep mountain lakes have a similar effect. :)