Chat - Write - Another "Whatever" Thread

[RedHairedandFriendly]

http://morgaine.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/6a00c225239a5e8fdb00fa969376af0002.jpg
Okay, so she was wrong. He really did need her to paint him a picture.

 

[Grifters]

if that's gonna be an arrow he doesn't deserve it

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

if that's gonna be an arrow he doesn't deserve it

True, but sometimes folks need arrows. lol

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Oh and before I forget, thank you very much AbsintheFather for another delicious write.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

As she put pen to paper she wondered if anyone would think that she was the type of woman to write such erotic scenes with the two most basic and boring colors of the world - black and white. Would they suspect that she lounged around wearing nothing but a flimsy robe and allowed her hands to occasionally dance across her skin, so that she could better feel what her characters were feeling? What would they say if they knew her secret? Would the Sunday School teacher be shunned or would the Minister who had been hungrily devouring her with his eyes every Sunday morning, finally give in and come to her for enlightenment?

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[Angellica1612]

As she put pen to paper she wondered if anyone would think that she was the type of woman to write such erotic scenes with the two most basic and boring colors of the world - black and white. Would they suspect that she lounged around wearing nothing but a flimsy robe and allowed her hands to occasionally dance across her skin, so that she could better feel what her characters were feeling? What would they say if they knew her secret? Would the Sunday School teacher be shunned or would the Minister who had been hungrily devouring her with his eyes every Sunday morning, finally give in and come to her for enlightenment?

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WFFNh5z8N2I/TD5cJZ0H0QI/AAAAAAAADrE/3ULpZWcO6Xw/s1600/adrienne_germaine_57.jpg

Sometimes....I write naked The arrow one is classic, Red.

Absinthe - Hi!! So great to see you...loved your submission, looking forward to more!

 

[Angellica1612]

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She waited, patiently, a secret smile on her lips as she gazed at the picture of herself he'd hung for her to see today. Her thoughts drifted back to that time...her first night here. How frightened she'd been! Only 18, and totally innocent of the world, completely protected by her family. When word had come that the prince had chosen her for his harem, the family was thrown into great consternation and panic. Her mother had wailed, her sisters had gazed at her in horror, and she herself had cried all night. A fate worse than death, it was said. The royal family said that the women chosen for the Prince's harem were free to leave - but no one ever did. Once a woman went there, she was never seen or heard from again. Her sisters had begged their father to take her away, to relatives in the neighboring country...but he was loyal, and law-abiding, and truth be told - too scared to disobey a royal edict. So, she'd been delivered to the palace. A tight-lipped woman had prepared her, dressing her in that filmy little red 'dress', and placed her before the little table, then left her alone. The prince had entered the room and just stared at her for several long, long minutes. She'd had her head bowed, as she'd been told, but she kept sneaking looks at him...and that last time, he'd snapped her picture. She smiled now, remembering her gasp of surprise, and his laugh - that lovely, deep sexy laugh, the lights dancing in his eyes. He'd seemed so much less scary when he laughed and looked at her like that. She'd smiled back, demurely, and the ice was broken. And then - he'd shown her heaven.

 

[lakesailer_mi]

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She waited, patiently, a secret smile on her lips as she gazed at the picture of herself he'd hung for her to see today. Her thoughts drifted back to that time...her first night here. How frightened she'd been! Only 18, and totally innocent of the world, completely protected by her family. When word had come that the prince had chosen her for his harem, the family was thrown into great consternation and panic. Her mother had wailed, her sisters had gazed at her in horror, and she herself had cried all night. A fate worse than death, it was said. The royal family said that the women chosen for the Prince's harem were free to leave - but no one ever did. Once a woman went there, she was never seen or heard from again. Her sisters had begged their father to take her away, to relatives in the neighboring country...but he was loyal, and law-abiding, and truth be told - too scared to disobey a royal edict. So, she'd been delivered to the palace. A tight-lipped woman had prepared her, dressing her in that filmy little red 'dress', and placed her before the little table, then left her alone. The prince had entered the room and just stared at her for several long, long minutes. She'd had her head bowed, as she'd been told, but she kept sneaking looks at him...and that last time, he'd snapped her picture. She smiled now, remembering her gasp of surprise, and his laugh - that lovely, deep sexy laugh, the lights dancing in his eyes. He'd seemed so much less scary when he laughed and looked at her like that. She'd smiled back, demurely, and the ice was broken. And then - he'd shown her heaven.

Ohhhhh....I like this one!!!!

 

[Scentofawoman]

It was her birthday. Today she would turn 30. As she swung from the rope where her hands were tied she wondered with nervousness and anticipation for what will happen in the hours to come. She had confessed her secret most desire to her girlfriend about a fantasy she had playing over and over in her mind. Her friend had fulfilled it. So here she hung, in an empty room filled with equipment that looked like a medieval torture chamber. Her closest friend had brought her in and helped her strip. Funny how they were so nervous with each other at that moment. They had shared so many adventures together. Emily was much more involved in the BDSM scene then Rose was, yet they whispered to each other as if they where in a house of worship and Emily could not hide the the faint trembling in her hands as she hung her best friend up by the rope. No words passed between them as Emily pressed her clothed body against Rose's nude one. A small kiss on the cheek and Emily had exited the room with the folded clothes. The minutes ticked slowly by and sweat began to build on her body in the cool room. She arched her head back to relieve the tension in her shoulders, not knowing that every move she made was being watched.

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[Scentofawoman]

When she changed back into her human form, the scratches and bruises from last night's hunt remained on her delicate skin. She rested, waiting for the transformation to finish when a sound caught her attention.

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[AbsintheFather]

When she changed back into her human form, the scratches and bruises from last night's hunt remained on her delicate skin. She rested, waiting for the transformation to finish when a sound caught her attention.

Both of those were great

 

[Scentofawoman]

He was a prince among men. A warrior captured in battle. Brought to the queen naked in chains, a symbol to the nation that the war was over. He stood proudly even though his death was imminent. Little did he know how his fate was about to change.

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[AbsintheFather]

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"No" she said, "we're going to be late. You know your mother is expecting us to be on time".

She could feel the bulge in his jeans pressing against her leg, and her will was weakening. She knew he needed her and she needed him too. Oh "Let the old woman wait" she thought as he lifted her onto the bathroom counter.

 

[AbsintheFather]

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They had initially known each other online. They had chatted and playfully flirted not expecting anything to come from it. Until one day he mentioned that he was going to be in her town and suggested meeting in person for coffee.

She had always been warned about this sort of thing. Her common sense told her it was a bad idea but curiosity got the best of her. She reasoned that it was a public spot, it was just for a cup of coffee, it might be good for a couple laughs.

One cup turned into two, the afternoon turned into evening. She decided that she liked him.

 

[Scentofawoman]

Both of those were great

thank you!

 

[AbsintheFather]

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Stacy watched in the mirror as Tom kissed his wife, Ashley. God, he was such a stud she thought as he filled her from behind. Even though he was fucking her, Stacy’s jealousy of Ashley was palatable. She knew she pleased Tom sexually. Hell, she knew she pleased Ashley too. The sex with this couple was better than anything she had before. The boys her age could not please her like these two, nor did the boys appreciate her the way Tom and Ashley both did. But she was jealous of Ashley nonetheless. She wished she could have Tom for herself alone. She imagined that one day he would realize that it was she who he was destined to be with. In the meantime however, she would continue to be their number one babysitter and enjoy the benefits.

 

[Angellica1612]

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Stacy watched in the mirror as Tom kissed his wife, Ashley. God, he was such a stud she thought as he filled her from behind. Even though he was fucking her, Stacy’s jealousy of Ashley was palatable. She knew she pleased Tom sexually. Hell, she knew she pleased Ashley too. The sex with this couple was better than anything she had before. The boys her age could not please her like these two, nor did the boys appreciate her the way Tom and Ashley both did. But she was jealous of Ashley nonetheless. She wished she could have Tom for herself alone. She imagined that one day he would realize that it was she who he was destined to be with. In the meantime however, she would continue to be their number one babysitter and enjoy the benefits.

Very naughty!

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Everyone, simply wonderful additions. Thank you so much for contributing.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

The forest with all it's beauty and silence, it's spaciousness and welcoming abyss seemed to be the only thing that understood her. So it came as no surprise that she would walk into it when everything and everyone behind her had abandoned her. The wind was a gentle kiss upon her skin and it toyed with the ends of her hair. The mist swirled around her and slowly began to help her slip away. There would be no looking back, no second guessing, no hand to pull her back - this was the path chosen for her and so it was the one she would take --- alone.


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[RedHairedandFriendly]

They had agreed that nothing would happen, but they would meet. They would touch and they would drink each other in. He was stronger than her and so she told him he would have to be the one to let her go when that mere touch was not enough. They had met at the park, a crowded place where no one would know them or think them strange. They talked and laughed, and yet refused to touch, each knew the power the other held. It wasn't until it was time for him to go that they rose and began to walk down the brick path that would take him back to the cab he'd arrived in. As they walked that first and only touch occurred and just as she knew it would, it stole her breath and left her aching for more. They reached the car and he dropped her hand, but not before he gave her one last gentle squeeze.

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[HesterPrynne]

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Because after the fiery passion ... tenderness remains.

When one can find peace and comfort in the arms of another .... it is a beautiful thing.

 

[newbiebabe]

http://morgaine.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/6a00c225239a5e8fdb00fa969376af0002.jpg
Okay, so she was wrong. He really did need her to paint him a picture.

LOL!!

 

[newbiebabe]

They had agreed that nothing would happen, but they would meet. They would touch and they would drink each other in. He was stronger than her and so she told him he would have to be the one to let her go when that mere touch was not enough. They had met at the park, a crowded place where no one would know them or think them strange. They talked and laughed, and yet refused to touch, each knew the power the other held. It wasn't until it was time for him to go that they rose and began to walk down the brick path that would take him back to the cab he'd arrived in. As they walked that first and only touch occurred and just as she knew it would, it stole her breath and left her aching for more. They reached the car and he dropped her hand, but not before he gave her one last gentle squeeze.

http://www.valentinewallpapers.org/images/wallpapers/key-of-love-735135.jpeg

Lovely RHF!

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

newbiebabe.

Thank-you.

 

[Jett_73]

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She felt soaked to the bone.

The spring shower had caught her by surprise as she strolled lazily back from the lower field. She loved to linger and savour the smell as nature, unfettered from its winter slumber, rushed headlong toward summer. The smell of the grass, the playful caress of the soft breeze, the chaotic flight of small birds in and out of the riot of new greenery, the warm brightness of the sun. Until the heavens had opened and fat raindrops fell like jewelled crystals winking amidst the sunlight: a deluge of heavenly riches.

She paused, breathless, on the verandah. Pools formed around her feet as rivulets of water cascaded off her body. The thin cotton of her drenched blouse clung tightly against her. The breeze carried a chill now with the passing of the clouds and she shivered.

Through the french doors she could see him in his favourite chair, nose buried in a book. It was doubtful he even knew it had rained. But he must have felt her gaze upon him for he glanced up to behold the bedraggled nymph upon the wooden boards beyond the haven of his study. A slow smile spread across his face and she could see the embers begin to stir in his eyes. Cold she might be now, but not for much longer.