Where it started

[littleliargirly]

I knew this is where we'd end up, though you seemed surprised. I begin to unbutton my blouse and your eyes open wide. I had caught you off guard with the kiss. I needed to feel your mouth on mine and I was tired of waiting for the natural course of things....
The place doesn't matter. We could be anywhere. The front seat of your car, the restroom of our favorite little resturant, on a bench at the edge of the park.
You are surprisingly quiet after the first stammering, "this is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this.."
Instinct takes over. We are all senses, all need.
Your hands slide into my blouse, cupping my breasts. Your mouth is there next, licking and mouthing my skin. I am wet, almost cumming. My hands grip your hair at the roots, pulling your head back. Your eyes reflect mine. You are, to me, the perfect embodiment of all the places and times when things could have been good. Before they went bad. Your energy, your innocence, your silly sense of honor.
I slide my hands up under your sweater, brush my thumb across your nipples and slide my hands down the sides of your body to the waist of your pants.

 

[BedtimeStories]

 

[emap]

I don't get it either, there's no question or anything. Though it is interesting.

 

[littleliargirly]

oopps!

It was just an idea in my head and I think its going to turn into two stay at home moms that are both, for different reasons, frustrated in their marriages. I'm just constantly being interupted and now I've lost the flow of words in my head. So if any one has any suggestions on how to get back on task or help on filling in the body... I would really appreciate it! I was thinking of started to discribe them and their motives as the flow of action continues. Anyway I haven't written anything in a long while so I'm feeling a bit discouraged. Time to start my day! Hope to get back here in a few!

 

[emap]

Don't get discouraged, set aside some time out of your day where you are alone and you can work on it. an hour a day, an hour a week, 5 minutes here and there when you can sneak it in kind of things, so long as you get a few words down each time your making progress.

 

[littleliargirly]

Thanks emap.

 

[emap]

Welcome.

Now get to it, chop chop.

 

[littleliargirly]

how about this...?

I knew this is where we'd end up, though you seemed surprised. I begin to unbutton my blouse and your eyes open wide. I had caught you off guard with the kiss. I needed to feel your mouth on mine and I was tired of waiting for the natural course of things....
The place doesn't matter. We could be anywhere. The front seat of your car, the restroom of our favorite little resturant, on a bench at the edge of the park.
You are surprisingly quiet after the first stammering, "this is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this.."
Instinct takes over. We are all senses, all need.
Your hands slide into my blouse, cupping my breasts. Your mouth is there next, licking and mouthing my skin. I am wet, almost cumming. My hands grip your hair at the roots, pulling your head back. Your eyes reflect mine. You are, to me, the perfect embodiment of all the places and times when things could have been good. Before they went bad. Your energy, your innocence, your silly sense of honor.
I slide my hands up under your sweater, brush my thumb across your nipples and slide my hands down the sides of your body to the waist of your pants.
Time stops with the intake of your breath. My hand rotates, thumb resting on your hip bone as my fingers slide into your pants. I am on tip toe pressing my body into yours, my hand cupping you, my fingers flicking, burrowing inward.
I remember our first meeting at the park. 'Fast Friends' you had titled us. Our conversation went from books references to politics and back again before crossing to movies and religion. Then sitting at your kitchen table a mere month later, feeling as though we'd known one another always. And it was then that you'd cried. Breaking down about how your marriage was held together by your son and occassional good sex. I stroked your long blode hair. Made us some tea. Fell in love just a little bit.
We are in that same kitchen now. Your husband at work and mine out of town.

 

[littleliargirly]

The rules

opps.

 

[littleliargirly]

The rules

Is it ok to work on this in this thread? I like that it's less available to the other people in my house by being here and any suggestions or comments I receive are right there for me to reference.
Please let me know.
Girly

 

[emap]

I'm not really sure. I think so, but I've heard they don't like long posts. So perhaps in the future do a continuation of the last tidbit you posted instead of doing the whole thing.

Or you can email me the tidbits if you can't save them to the computer your using, I won't bite or lose them. Well I'm hoping I won't lose them anyway, never can tell with these computers.

 

[littleliargirly]

tidbits

I love my bits and will post away until someone says otherwise! Ok. Feeling goofy. Thank you for the offer emap. I read one of your stories. Narru. It was good. I liked the bit of humor in it.
Girly

 

[emap]

Thank you.

For some reason I got the fewest comments on that one, go figure.

 

[littleliargirly]

emap-
I thought I'd have some comments or suggetions by now. Am I just doing this in the wrong place?

 

[fogbank]

I'll comment--I like it as an idea: especially as two frusterated stay-at-home moms. And very lovely writing. Do you know where you want to go with it? If you're planning to treat it as simply the gentle unfolding of a relationship, I think you're off to a great start--not sure what can be contributed in terms of ideas. What are the key moments in their relationship? You've covered meeting, the first really intimate moment as she cries. Find the other moments--at what point did you feel your love expanding beyond platonic? Was there a moment when you saw something that you took as a clue to her feelings?

Maybe the sense of frustration can be explored more. How much was your motive frustration, and how much was it love? Had you both been happy in your marriages, would this still have happened?

Just some questions to help your creative focus. Keep it up!

 

[emap]

In the right place.

Thanks Fogbank, kept me from having to come up with something, it's darn late.

But what he said, you do need to have a vision of the whole thing in your mind before you can do it, even if it's just they fall into each other's arms get naked and go to town.

 

[littleliargirly]

Thank you fogbank, you've really given me a bunch to think over!

emap- you rock.

Hope to get some time tonight!

 

[HornyHenry]

It's the beginning of a hot scene

All you need is a story, a beginning, and an end.
The premise of two horny women is good. Run with it.
AND, where's your AV. Congrats on reaching 100!

 

[emap]

Oh fine don't ask me where mine is.

 

[littleliargirly]

Grr..! not going as I planned

I knew this is where we'd end up, though you seemed surprised. I begin to unbutton my blouse and your eyes open wide. I had caught you off guard with the kiss. I needed to feel your mouth on mine and I was tired of waiting for the natural course of things....
The place doesn't matter. We could be anywhere. The front seat of your car, the restroom of our favorite little restaurant, on a bench at the edge of the park.
You are surprisingly quiet after the first stammering, "This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this.."
Instinct takes over. We are all senses, all need.
Your hands slide into my blouse, cupping my breasts. Your mouth is there next, licking and mouthing my skin. I am wet, almost cumming. My hands grip your hair at the roots, pulling your head back. Your eyes reflect mine. You are, to me, the perfect embodiment of all the places and times when things could have been good. Before they went bad. Your energy, your innocence, your silly sense of honor.
I slide my hands up under your sweater, brush my thumb across your nipples and slide my hands down the sides of your body to the waist of your pants.
Time stops with the intake of your breath. My hand rotates; thumb resting on your hip bone as my fingers slide into your pants. I am on tip toe pressing my body into yours, my hand cupping you, my fingers flicking, burrowing inward.
I remember our first meeting at the park. 'Fast Friends' you had titled us. Our conversation went from book references to politics and back again before crossing to movies and religion. Then sitting at your kitchen table a mere month later, feeling as though we'd known one another always. It was then that you'd cried. Breaking down about how your marriage was held together by your son and occasional good sex. I stroked your long blonde hair. Made us some tea. Fell in love just a little bit.
We are in that same kitchen now. Your husband at work and mine out of town. I begin to unbutton your pants with my other hand. We sink to our knees, kissing our lips full and soft. Our tongues tracing the shapes of one another’s’ lips and teeth, twisting around… I lean you back onto the tile you keep so impeccably clean. I want to understand myself, this need to touch you. I am protective of you and angry at you in the same moment. I pull you’re pants down and off of your long pale legs. I sit poised between your ankles, one hand on each leg they slide up, spreading you apart as I lean in. Your pussy is bare as I knew it would be from all our silly girlfriend conversations. Those talks over wine and late night snacks. The kisses and hugs goodbye that began to turn into embraces. My tongue is now inside of you. Lapping at your juices. Less acidic then mine. You squirm and wriggle and I hold your thighs firm, my nails cutting into your skin, my mouth never leaving your twat. Even as you start to buck, screaming out your hands pulling at your own hair. I want you to submit to me. Trapped in my suburban life, you are the thing that shines. I will control you.

 

[emap]

YOur doing great, got me a little moist.

 

[littleliargirly]

I think that's all I have in me for this idea. It was good practice though and emap, thank you for being here!
~Girly

 

[emap]

Oh darn.

Oh well, I hope your next one goes farther.

 

[Mikro]

Loved it

Well ive read it and love wht you have written, feeling and detail are great

Try emailing it to yourself, that way you can add to it and store it in your in tray

Mikro

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