Ultra Vignettes

size_queenie

Virgin
Joined
Apr 24, 2008
Posts
6
I just posted this over in story ideas, but I realize that I might get more eyes on it over here. Sorry for the double post.

This is less an idea than it is a writing challenge, and who knows, given the long history of literotica, maybe this has been done before.

We've all had to struggle with making our sex scenes fit into a larger context, to have an actual role in character development or a deeply immersive universe that we are trying to create. Sometimes, I wonder if even the greatest erotic authors over-compensate though, and they often don't spend as much thoughtful time on the sex that is happening in their stories because they know their work will be judged on other merits.

So, I wonder if we can get the writers on this board to engage in a little sting fiction exercise. Write a short (somewhere around the 300 word neighborhood) vignette on a single sexual moment. Be as descriptive as you can, but focus as much as possible on the sensual and the experience rather than the context or the character. Whatever that means to you is the best way to do it, obviously, but I'm thinking about really concentrating on the senses that the moment brings. I'd be fascinated to see what we'd all come up with, and the different styles that would emerge.

To guide this little bit of fun, we could all try to write around the same kind of moment. If this takes off, maybe we could try another later. So, why don't we try this:

Write an ultra vignette about your (or your lover's) cock getting hard.
 
There is that point where professionalism and natural instinct are at a crossroads. Typing away at my desk, my office door next to the copier, I look over now and then when I see movement. This movement was darker, like a shadow in the corner of my eye. I turned to look, to see only her legs and her ass.

She was leaning forward trying to align the documents, and in so doing obscured her face. Perhaps because it was dehumanizing, perhaps because she has a fantastic ass, and her legs wee encased in knee high black leather boots with a four inch heel, or maybe because her skirt rode up just so as she leaned. It didn't expose her ass so much as highlighted and drew attention to it.

The flashes in my head were there, the way I wanted to pin her to the wall with a kiss that could only be described as fierce. The way she smelled of jasmine and lilacs, the knowledge I could take, just take her and she couldn't stop me, everything swirled in my head like the beginnings of a hurricane of lust. As the winds of wanting blow through my mind, I could feel the rise and swell in my trousers. The pulse of blood as I fought with myself, not wanting to stare and not wanting to turn away either. Rational mind screaming every argument to look back at my screen, primal need growling to look and keep looking.

Fully hard, completely aroused, the height of need and I turned to approach her. The light from the copier began its flash back and forth, and she turned to smile at me "How are you?" The innocence of the question snapping me back to professional decorum.

"I'm good, really really good".
 
Why thanks for pointing this out. and for the kiss too. Longtime literotica reader, first time poster.
 
I like your idea! This space reserved for something in the near future ;)

And welcome to AH:rose:
 
I like your idea! This space reserved for something in the near future ;)

And welcome to AH:rose:

Glad to see that the idea is getting some interest! Lord knows I have enough topics in my head for this to go on for quite a while.

Look forward to seeing your contribution. And thanks for the welcome. One of these days, I'll get something of mine posted. Maybe a vignette or two. :D
 
Back
Top