Just one Line.

[yowser]

"They're using GRS, Genital Recognition Software, we're never gonna get in the front door."

 

[LisaMayTurner]

"It's Hallowe'en so bite my ass and make it a memorable night of fun!"

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

One of life's undisputable truths... (from a WIP)

It’s hard to cry about your waning masculinity with a vibrator up your ass and a prostate orgasm ripping your soul apart while you bask in a tub filled with lavender bubbles.

 

[Cinnyperez]

From a WIP I'm trying to finish before the end of the month:

"Just the tip?" he repeated. He didn't sound convinced.

"Just the tip," I responded, nodding with a serious expression while internally laughing at the absurd reversal of roles I found myself in.

How many times had I heard this exact same line from guys trying to get into my pants? How many times had they tried to convince me that "just the tip" didn't really count? That it wouldn't really be sex if they only put the head in. As if there was some magical dividing line an inch or two inside my pussy that separated fooling around from fucking. And here I was serving up that same tired line to James with a straight face while his cock literally dripped with anticipation.

 

[iwatchus]

Okay, it's a short dialogue, not a single line. I like having the main character have someone to talk to about the unfolding scenario. It can make a natural way to not sound like Hamlet's soliloquy when they ponder the problem in their own head. In WIP, the main two characters are stuck in a house in a blizzard, so there is no option for a third. But MC has a dog, so I make do: (This is the start of a chapter)

Woof.

I look at my phone. 7:00AM. “You didn’t let me sleep in as late this morning. Okay, pups, let me throw some clothes on and I’ll let you out. Wandering around the cabin nude is not a good idea with Josh here.

Woof.

“I know he wouldn’t mind. But it’s not a good idea, trust me.”

Woof.

“Okay, I hear your dissension to that opinion. But my body, my choice.”

Woof.

“Thank you for conceding that much.”

I am just over 15K into the story, 47 of which are Woof.

 

[Off_base]

From a WIP

The air smelled like damp earth and pine trees. And coffee. And, probably a little bird and deer shit, if I'm being honest. It's amazing what you notice when you're not surrounded by concrete and traffic.

 

[Statius]

From a WIP I'll be moving to Pending later today:

“Well, you know the policy. Try not to let it happen again. I’d hate to write you up” He had this snarky smile when he was being condescending that made you just want to slap him.

Like if you've worked for this guy.

I have worked for this guy.

 

[BrokenSpokes]

“Let’s get this over with,” she said to no one in particular.

 

[HelenL]

"You wish to lie with me?" she asks in that deeply musical voice. It carries a trace of amusement, but also, you think, a trace of lust.

(Yep, I did it, I wrote in second person. You'd better get your lesbian card validated before reading.)

 

[SyleusSnow]

He said, "If it's our first time, it's important to learn. It's important to go slow and to talk, too." She replied, "Oh, now I know you're making it up. Guys don't talk."

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

I went back and read @StillStunned's "To hot to Fuck" series again. I'm 2K words into a quick hit about some cousins...
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Gene pulled his shorts down and exposed one of the most perfect cocks I’d ever seen. I promise, I swear, my licking my lips was an involuntary reaction.

 

[WaxPhilosophic]

I was raised by my maternal grandparents, after my mother proved she wasn't up to the task by bleeding out all over their guestroom bed.

Opening line to The Future in Our Stars. An oldie, but a goodie.

 

[MelissaBaby]

From my Winter Holidays WIP:

I don’t know if love at first sight is a real thing, but crushes can be born from a glance.

 

[PennyThompson]

(from a work still in progress, but making um... progress)

I dry-swallow some Tylenol and offer Victoria a couple, my fingertips grazing her palm as I place the pills in her hand. We arrive late to the continental breakfast and scavenge through the last of the honeydew melon and half-bagels, speaking short declarative sentences in the passive voice, trying desperately not to talk about what may or may not have happened the night before.

 

[onehitwanda]

From a WIP. This make me grin.

“Who coats cakes in leaves?” I groused. “I mean, honestly.”

“Druids,” said Max.

“What! Are you serious?”

“It’s a possibility.”

“They’re from Hampshire,” Jen called from out front. “Not Druids - just posh and weird. Badger-squeezers, I reckon.”

 

[PennyThompson]

(from a different work in progress)

“Mom, I know you’re familiar with Immanuel Kant…” Izzy said, turning to me. Oh good lord, I’m about to be lectured by a First-Year.

“Yes, dear, I know Kant. History’s original 40-Year-Old Virgin. Give an upper middle class white guy a little education and he decides that he alone knows how the entire universe functions.”

“Ad hominem,” Izzy shot back, waving her hand like she was shooing away a fly. “Address the idea, not the incel."

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

Resurecting an older WIP that hasn't gotten much love of late and just red a line that made me chuckle:

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I thought for a moment how much Shell would have enjoyed this moment. Then I smiled at the thought that her enjoyment would be brief, because I’d probably throw her cheating ass over the railing.

 

[kreemi_pi]

There once was a girl, name of Kreemi

 

[SmilingLez]

I follow my ego, I go where she go; my ID did.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

There once was a girl, name of Kreemi

Okay, I'll play...(reposting in Limericks thread)

There once was a girl, name of Kreemi
Whose visage, demure yet so dreamy,
would, with wistful sigh, <---Say this line three times fast.
breaks hearts far and nigh,
leaving dreams in her wake so unseemly

 

[SamanthaBehgs]

"I have an elf on my shelf"

Just submitted this in my Winter Holiday 2025 story. The story itself might be mid, but I kinda enjoy this particular line.

 

[Statius]

but before we continued she just stopped. She touched a tree running her slender fingers on the rough bark, touched the leaves, looked up at the sun between the branches and took a deep breath and released. I saw and felt the change in her immediately; her breathing became easier, I heard her heart rate slow, and more than that, when she turned and looked at me I saw the light in her eyes and an almost smile.

From a WIP.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

Swallowing it all, I got up and kissed him again, leaving him standing there with his pants around his ankles and enough Catholic guilt to last a lifetime.

 

[iwatchus]

From Snow Fall In Love (just posted), which is very dialog heavy. This is during a long drive (in a snow storm) between the FMC and MMC.

“So you are cute, rich, and painting nude women and you can’t get laid? You’re doing something wrong there, Josh.”

“I said I wasn’t a virgin. But I want more than a hole to stick my thing in. Unlike you, I’m a romantic. I want an emotional attachment, not just sex.”

“Your THING? That’s what you call it? To a woman? It’s making more sense now. Try saying cock or throbbing manhood.”

“Be honest here. What would you have said if I had said I wanted more than a hole to stick my throbbing manhood in?”

“I probably would have been laughing so hard, driving would’ve been dangerous. So probably a bad idea right now.”

“Thank you. I think I made my point.”

 

[yowser]

"I can smell cunt on your beard," he said simply, "I am guessing it is not your wife."