Satyr meets ingenue

[erotica_n_s]

• Think of the most "satyr"-like dude you know (i.e., dude with a very high libido).
• Think of the most "ingenue"-like woman you know.
• Take it from there.

 

[dirk2024]

• Think of the most "satyr"-like dude you know (i.e., dude with a very high libido).
• Think of the most "ingenue"-like woman you know.
• Take it from there.

Are you:

1. Looking for ideas
2. Is this a prompt for us to exercise in limited amount of words
3. Or you want us to write a full story

An inquiring mind wants to know.

 

[erotica_n_s]

How about all three.

1. To be honest, I'm not necessarily "looking for ideas" (I've got my own ideas on this), but I am curious to see what thoughts people come up with on this concept.

2. Good idea - probably the most interesting - although rather than a word limit, I'm inclined say something like "20 - 30 sentences".

3. Write a full story - I would be really impressed if someone actually did that in response to this 'prompt'.

 

[_Lynn_]

Post no more than three paragraphs on the forum per Lit guidelines.

 

[AlinaX]

“Sweet lady, I am torn, most terribly ashamed, but a most dreadful need has arisen - literally - else I would never even think to ask. Alas! I must not! Forgive me!”

“Good sir, whatever is the matter? I see that you are in great discomfort, and I hate to see it. How may I be of aid?”

“Blessed damosel! It is my cock, grown so hard now, so violently enraged with lustful need, that I’m sure it will burst if not tended to. I fear, though, that no cure exists save the warm grip of a virgin cunt, one such as your own. I beg you, part those fair thighs so that I might ease my too swollen member within for a brief moment’s respite.”

 

[erotica_n_s]

You know those two people?

 

[AlinaX]

Sadly, his cock burst, despite her most earnest efforts to soothe it. She has promised to do better next time, should the affliction return.

 

[Tio_Narratore]

You know those two people?

Yeah. It's Boc Capro and Lily White, two old friends of Alina.

 

[GaryDickins]

• Think of the most "satyr"-like dude you know (i.e., dude with a very high libido).
• Think of the most "ingenue"-like woman you know.
• Take it from there.

Millicent Jennings lay on her beach towel. It was her first Spring Break trip to Daytona Beach since starting college. Her sisters at the sorority had talked her into buying this adorable little bikini. Millicent's goal during Spring Break was to get a tan from her pelvis to the base of her breasts which had always been covered by the one-piece swimsuits her parents had bought for her growing up. At the sound of her phone's alarm, Millicent put down her current book, The Chemistry of Everyday Things, which was an extra credit read for Dr. Eichenberger's Chemistry 101 class. Millicent thought she was doing OK, but every extra credit assignment would ensure her a spot on the Dean's List for spring semester. She reached for her suntan lotion and asked for one of the other sorority sisters to help her put it on. When she turned to look toward their towels, they were all gone. Looking around, she saw them 40 yards down the beach playing volleyball.

Just then, a handsome, bronze-skin gentleman in a mankini saw Millicent alone and approached her. He very kindly began applying her sunblock lotion to her back as she began describing some of the amazing things she had learned in her book. "Did you realize there are sometimes as many as seven different aluminum compounds in sunblock depending on the SPF rating?" she asked after several minutes.

The man didn't respond. Come to think of it, Millicent couldn't feel his hands spreading lotion across her back any more. She looked around again, and about five yards away, she saw him kneeling over a woman on a beach towel of her own. His lips were pressed to hers and his jaws worked silently as he looked intently into her eyes. One hand rested on the woman's shoulder to steady her. The other hand was on her pelvis making rapid squeezing motions. "Oh how sweet!" Millicent thought. "She must have been drowning, and now he's giving mouth-to-mouth and CPR to revive her!" She smiled and returned to her book. Well there, Dr. Eichenberger, she thought. There's something chemistry can't do anything to improve.