TE999
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Flashfic thread: Rotating themes
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glynndah
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Number 1: Sounds. Go for it sweetie.
*sigh* I had one written and posted as Number 10 with a new topic and everything, but I was just a little too slow. I'll have to work on a new one a little later on.
TE999
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Cool beans. I'm pondering a new one myself. Sounds...Hmmmm...
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My first try ... hope this works
SOUNDS #1
John’s friends had dragged him out to the club. Normally, his shyness kept him at home, and tonight it kept him quietly sitting at the corner table.
That was, until she walked in.
Looking like she was cut from the pages of a men’s magazine, all eyes turned as she confidently cut a path toward a mystified John.
She walked up and yanked his chair out from the table and kissed him. Just as suddenly, she dropped to her knees and reached toward his pants.
But instead of a zip, all John heard was the buzz from his alarm clock.
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SOUNDS #1
John’s friends had dragged him out to the club. Normally, his shyness kept him at home, and tonight it kept him quietly sitting at the corner table.
That was, until she walked in.
Looking like she was cut from the pages of a men’s magazine, all eyes turned as she confidently cut a path toward a mystified John.
She walked up and yanked his chair out from the table and kissed him. Just as suddenly, she dropped to her knees and reached toward his pants.
But instead of a zip, all John heard was the buzz from his alarm clock.
(100)
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TE999
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Sounds #2
Skrritch!
Barton looked up from the old book he was reading. It came from the window.
"Pfthanth pthagn metagnth." He finished the spell titled 'Summoning the Cosmic Devourer' and closed the book.
Skrittch!
There it was again. He went to the window and opened it. Total darkness. He returned to his reading. Suddenly a noisome stench overwhelmed him as he was enfolded in webbed wings.
***
When the police broke in they found a shriveled husk.
"Lookit this book Sarge. It's all moldy. What's a Necro...Necromi...Necromicon?"
"Beats me but that's evidence. Bring it along."
The door closed behind them.
Skrritch!
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Skrritch!
Barton looked up from the old book he was reading. It came from the window.
"Pfthanth pthagn metagnth." He finished the spell titled 'Summoning the Cosmic Devourer' and closed the book.
Skrittch!
There it was again. He went to the window and opened it. Total darkness. He returned to his reading. Suddenly a noisome stench overwhelmed him as he was enfolded in webbed wings.
***
When the police broke in they found a shriveled husk.
"Lookit this book Sarge. It's all moldy. What's a Necro...Necromi...Necromicon?"
"Beats me but that's evidence. Bring it along."
The door closed behind them.
Skrritch!
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glynndah
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Sounds 3
“Dad!” The voice wailed. He sighed, got out of bed and walked the few steps to the boy’s room.
“What now?” he asked.
“It’s back. That same scary ‘zzzzt, zzzzt’ noise I heard before. Are you sure there’s nothing in my closet? It sounds like it‘s coming from there!”
The man opened the door, made a great show of checking the floor and the walls before he snapped off the light and closed the door.
“Nothing there. Sweet dreams, kiddo.”
“He can hear our toys through the wall.” He kissed his wife. “We’ll get them back out when he‘s asleep.”
“Dad!” The voice wailed. He sighed, got out of bed and walked the few steps to the boy’s room.
“What now?” he asked.
“It’s back. That same scary ‘zzzzt, zzzzt’ noise I heard before. Are you sure there’s nothing in my closet? It sounds like it‘s coming from there!”
The man opened the door, made a great show of checking the floor and the walls before he snapped off the light and closed the door.
“Nothing there. Sweet dreams, kiddo.”
“He can hear our toys through the wall.” He kissed his wife. “We’ll get them back out when he‘s asleep.”
Russet leaves… remember? That Indian summer we went walking where rooks cawed and insects buzzed in impatient haste snaffling the last vestige of life before winters grip. You wore your green silk, nipples quivering, scratching inside out. I pretended not to look, kicked at the leaves… you laughed and beamed a smile to wake a dawn, then took my hand and lay me down on russet leaves and stole my heart one beat at a time until it thundered in my ears.
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Sounds #5
He liked the feel of the wood floor beneath his bare feet. It was comforting. He also liked the sunbeams through the window, the baking bread smell, but especially, the sounds. His mother played cello in the symphony, and every day he would stand outside the french doors to her studio while she practiced, his bare feet picking up the low notes, his fingers on the glass to catch the piercing highs as she ripped through another Strauss waltz.
“Bobby?”
Suddenly, his sister was tapping him on the shoulder.
“Cookies?”
She said it slowly, so he could read her lips.
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He liked the feel of the wood floor beneath his bare feet. It was comforting. He also liked the sunbeams through the window, the baking bread smell, but especially, the sounds. His mother played cello in the symphony, and every day he would stand outside the french doors to her studio while she practiced, his bare feet picking up the low notes, his fingers on the glass to catch the piercing highs as she ripped through another Strauss waltz.
“Bobby?”
Suddenly, his sister was tapping him on the shoulder.
“Cookies?”
She said it slowly, so he could read her lips.
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#6 Sounds
Whenever the rain drummed on the cabin's metal roof they would remember the first time they made love. They had desired each other for some time, but were frightened and shy. He made the first move, entering her room and lying down next to her, their lips meeting in a kiss, hands exploring, bodies entwined and their pent-up lusts finally unleashed.
He entered her swiftly, his thrusts making her gasp. She hugged him to her as their hips moved in rhythm, her legs around his waist, both moaning in exquisite pleasure, better than they ever dreamed. Then rapturous, screaming release.
"I love you, sis."
"I love you too little bro."
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Whenever the rain drummed on the cabin's metal roof they would remember the first time they made love. They had desired each other for some time, but were frightened and shy. He made the first move, entering her room and lying down next to her, their lips meeting in a kiss, hands exploring, bodies entwined and their pent-up lusts finally unleashed.
He entered her swiftly, his thrusts making her gasp. She hugged him to her as their hips moved in rhythm, her legs around his waist, both moaning in exquisite pleasure, better than they ever dreamed. Then rapturous, screaming release.
"I love you, sis."
"I love you too little bro."
(100 even)
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Nice one TE999. Got a chuckle out of me.
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Sounds #7
Geoff brusquely pushed Tranh against the wall of the restaurant bathroom as he closed the door and slid its lock shut with a sharp click. The alcohol had made him seethingly horny.
She gazed at him with drunken eyes as she pulled her tights down. Her body was tiny, so unlike the voluptuous women he normally lusted for. But all he could see was that thatch between her thighs. He ran his hand between her legs, parting her wet cleft with two fingers.
Her loud moan was deep for her size. And then her lips went to his ear.
“I...want...cock.”
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Geoff brusquely pushed Tranh against the wall of the restaurant bathroom as he closed the door and slid its lock shut with a sharp click. The alcohol had made him seethingly horny.
She gazed at him with drunken eyes as she pulled her tights down. Her body was tiny, so unlike the voluptuous women he normally lusted for. But all he could see was that thatch between her thighs. He ran his hand between her legs, parting her wet cleft with two fingers.
Her loud moan was deep for her size. And then her lips went to his ear.
“I...want...cock.”
(100 even)
glynndah
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Very good, sweetie. Welcome to the thread.
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Sounds #8
Pain sliced through her heart in the silence as shadows crept over the wall from the reflection of the moon through the windows. Chills shook her entire body as she lay bleary-eyed under the faded sheet.
Diane felt the grit behind her weary eyelids as she willed the door to open. She strained to hear a sound, a creak or even a thump to prove she wasn’t alone in the weathered old house. Her fingers curled into the matted fur of the teddy bear she held as images swirled through her head. It was just another night of sleeping single…
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Pain sliced through her heart in the silence as shadows crept over the wall from the reflection of the moon through the windows. Chills shook her entire body as she lay bleary-eyed under the faded sheet.
Diane felt the grit behind her weary eyelids as she willed the door to open. She strained to hear a sound, a creak or even a thump to prove she wasn’t alone in the weathered old house. Her fingers curled into the matted fur of the teddy bear she held as images swirled through her head. It was just another night of sleeping single…
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TE999
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Sounds #9
"It's beautiful tonight Ron."
"So are you Judy."
squeak
"Silly old swing"
"Gotta oil that..."
squeak
"Anyone still up?"
"Nope."
squeak
"I'm not wearing panties."
"Straddle me."
squeeeak
"Get those pants and boxers down..."
"There. Now c'mere."
squeaksqueak
"Ohhh, so hard..."
"Mmmm...so tight..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak
"Oh yes. Harder. Harder."
"Unhhhh...you feel so good..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak
"Ahhhh...Fuck me...gonna cum... Aieeee..."
"Me too...Aghhhhh..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak...squeeeek
"Mmmmm...so good..."
"I love you baby."
"What are you two doing down there?"
"Just swingin' on the porch momma."
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"It's beautiful tonight Ron."
"So are you Judy."
squeak
"Silly old swing"
"Gotta oil that..."
squeak
"Anyone still up?"
"Nope."
squeak
"I'm not wearing panties."
"Straddle me."
squeeeak
"Get those pants and boxers down..."
"There. Now c'mere."
squeaksqueak
"Ohhh, so hard..."
"Mmmm...so tight..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak
"Oh yes. Harder. Harder."
"Unhhhh...you feel so good..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak
"Ahhhh...Fuck me...gonna cum... Aieeee..."
"Me too...Aghhhhh..."
squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak...squeeeek
"Mmmmm...so good..."
"I love you baby."
"What are you two doing down there?"
"Just swingin' on the porch momma."
(100 even +/- a squeak)
glynndah
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Sounds 10
It’s long after midnight, but I can still hear them over my head. Did they just knock over the recliner? I’m pretty sure that last crash was an end table and possibly that lamp flying across the room, along with the books I stacked there. The black screen from the fire place just fell over and bounced against the brick hearth. I’m not certain about that clattering. Surely they haven’t opened the freezer, but that sure sounds like a frozen turkey being hurled down the hall.
It’s finally quiet upstairs. Who knew two small cats could make so much noise?
100 words
Next topic: The Blues. The color, the mood, the music, your choice.
It’s long after midnight, but I can still hear them over my head. Did they just knock over the recliner? I’m pretty sure that last crash was an end table and possibly that lamp flying across the room, along with the books I stacked there. The black screen from the fire place just fell over and bounced against the brick hearth. I’m not certain about that clattering. Surely they haven’t opened the freezer, but that sure sounds like a frozen turkey being hurled down the hall.
It’s finally quiet upstairs. Who knew two small cats could make so much noise?
100 words
Next topic: The Blues. The color, the mood, the music, your choice.
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The Blues #1
His hair was in a ponytail, giving him a carefree look. He held his guitar lightly, comfortably while the magic flowed from it. His voice was raspy, sending chills down my spine. I felt as if he sang straight to me as the room ceased to exist. All I saw was this gorgeous man, confident in his role. The band played their last set and left the stage but I waited, hoping to see him once more.
“Name is Mick. Music is my passion and Blues is in me,” he said as he stood next to me just moments later.
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His hair was in a ponytail, giving him a carefree look. He held his guitar lightly, comfortably while the magic flowed from it. His voice was raspy, sending chills down my spine. I felt as if he sang straight to me as the room ceased to exist. All I saw was this gorgeous man, confident in his role. The band played their last set and left the stage but I waited, hoping to see him once more.
“Name is Mick. Music is my passion and Blues is in me,” he said as he stood next to me just moments later.
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Blues 2
“Fuck, it’s hot!” Milton gasped.
“It’s the wood...” Apollonia panted, spreading eagle. “...now, I want your wood!”
Milton’s thick glasses steamed as his eyes devoured the socialite’s meaty cunt. They were in the utility woodshed behind her sorority’s chapterhouse. It was desolate enough that the two sophomores from differing cliques could dally in obscurity.
He grasped his cock and sunk it deep into her depths. She bucked against him immediately. And after a minute, they were so lost in fucking that they didn’t notice the open can of blue paint on the shelf above until it fell and splattered them.
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“Fuck, it’s hot!” Milton gasped.
“It’s the wood...” Apollonia panted, spreading eagle. “...now, I want your wood!”
Milton’s thick glasses steamed as his eyes devoured the socialite’s meaty cunt. They were in the utility woodshed behind her sorority’s chapterhouse. It was desolate enough that the two sophomores from differing cliques could dally in obscurity.
He grasped his cock and sunk it deep into her depths. She bucked against him immediately. And after a minute, they were so lost in fucking that they didn’t notice the open can of blue paint on the shelf above until it fell and splattered them.
(100 even)
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Blues #3
His dress blues were hanging in the closet. His old Wilson glove was on the top shelf, along with a Rawlings football, and his red Monterey High ball cap. From his window, you could see the bay, dotted with fishing trawlers and tour boats.
That was the window his mom was looking out of when the black SUV swung into the drive. Two soldiers stepped out, also in their dress blues. She froze, the blue of her eyes turning to ice. Tears trickled down her cheeks. She heard the knocking on the front door, but she couldn’t move.
His dress blues were hanging in the closet. His old Wilson glove was on the top shelf, along with a Rawlings football, and his red Monterey High ball cap. From his window, you could see the bay, dotted with fishing trawlers and tour boats.
That was the window his mom was looking out of when the black SUV swung into the drive. Two soldiers stepped out, also in their dress blues. She froze, the blue of her eyes turning to ice. Tears trickled down her cheeks. She heard the knocking on the front door, but she couldn’t move.
Blues
"Wow. It's almost oppressive, the blue is so intense."
"Chapelle Notre Dame du Haut, Ronchamp... by Le Corbusier. French architect."
"Hmmm... I like blue,” she tossed her black hair, streaked with blue, “everything blue."
"I noticed."
"Really? Do you have any blue movies?"
"Just blue slides..."
"Naughty slides?"
"We could make our own..."
"No way! They'd end up on the Internet. I know you better than you think."
"But you still came to see my etchings."
“Yes… partly,” she laughed. “I came to get fucked.”
“Dildo or strap-on?”
“Fingers and tongue…”
“Christ,” she exclaimed, “the carpet matches the curtains.”
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"Wow. It's almost oppressive, the blue is so intense."
"Chapelle Notre Dame du Haut, Ronchamp... by Le Corbusier. French architect."
"Hmmm... I like blue,” she tossed her black hair, streaked with blue, “everything blue."
"I noticed."
"Really? Do you have any blue movies?"
"Just blue slides..."
"Naughty slides?"
"We could make our own..."
"No way! They'd end up on the Internet. I know you better than you think."
"But you still came to see my etchings."
“Yes… partly,” she laughed. “I came to get fucked.”
“Dildo or strap-on?”
“Fingers and tongue…”
“Christ,” she exclaimed, “the carpet matches the curtains.”
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Blues #5
"It's been a blue. blue day
I feel like runnin' away
I feel like runnin away
from the blues.."
Patrick swallowed his whisky in one gulp, went to the jukebox and played the song again. It mirrored how he felt. How could she have left without even saying goodbye. He didn't care about the money, he just wanted her back.
"I feel like cryin', sighin' what can I do..."
He tossed back another shot. He didn't want to go back to an empty apartment. Maybe he'd take in a movie...
"I feel like prayin', sayin' I'm glad we're through..."
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"It's been a blue. blue day
I feel like runnin' away
I feel like runnin away
from the blues.."
Patrick swallowed his whisky in one gulp, went to the jukebox and played the song again. It mirrored how he felt. How could she have left without even saying goodbye. He didn't care about the money, he just wanted her back.
"I feel like cryin', sighin' what can I do..."
He tossed back another shot. He didn't want to go back to an empty apartment. Maybe he'd take in a movie...
"I feel like prayin', sayin' I'm glad we're through..."
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