Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

gladiator, threesome, fig

He felt like a silly fool wearing nothing but gladiator armor while standing next to his buddy who wore nothing but a fig leaf to cover his manhood. However, both men would do anything the woman demanded. After all, she was indulging their most secret fantasy of enjoying a threesome.

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Tumultuous, turmoil, turquoise
 
Tumultuous, turmoil, turquoise

Helen's mind was in turmoil. With her wrists pinioned to the bed by her turquoise scarf, Adam caressed her body with his hands; teased her with his lips; probed her with his tongue. Overwhelmed by her tumultuous feelings, Helen cried out, "Please!" Was she begging him to stop?

Decadent, perilous, chopstick
 
"You can't."

"Please, Frederick, let me go!"

"In Shangai? This decadent..."

"You're not my keeper, Mr. Mairs."

"No, I'm not, Miss. But here, it's perilous."

"Yes."

"Let me come too."

Frederick followed her into the Chopstick club. He pulled his .38 as soon as he saw the glint of gunmetal.

Spoke, Burlesque, Affliction
 
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He waited patiently until, eyes wide, she finally spoke. "Have you seen my brother?"

He squinted his eyes and hid his smile behind the stogie. "I didn't know you had one."

She nodded. "He has an affliction."

Uh oh, here it comes, he thought. This was burlesque at its finest.


New words: apricots, lascivious, strode
 
"Strode!"

"Yes, Sir?" The gentleman's gentleman entered the breakfast room.

"This parcel from Miss Cummins contains a jar of apricots."

"Really sir. There's also a note."

Chivers surveyed it and the monocle fell from his eye. "This is most lascivious! It concerns said fruits used most unusually. In the bath."

Chick, rhubarb, mezzanine
 
Mezzanine, Rhubarb, Chick

The perfume of the vine cascading from the mezzanine above mingled intoxicatingly with his scent—cigarettes and rhubarb. He held her a little closer, a little softer—and she sighed against his shoulder. She didn't want to let go; wanted to be more to him than just a "cool chick.”

Vampire, Laces, Cinching
 
He stood behind her, taking the laces in his hand. He pulled them tight. The fabric creaked as he completed the cinching of the corset. She didn't move as he brushed the red hair from her shoulder.

He suckled her neck.

"Vampire," she sighed. "Bite me."

"My pleasure." He nipped.

Parcel, Conundrum, Restraint.
 
Parcel, Conundrum, Restraint

With gentle restraint her Prince of Darkness nipped at her pale skin again and again. He wanted to parcel out the pleasure she sought from him, "harder..." she moaned as his arms slid around her wasp-waist. The conundrum, thus far unanswered, why had she offered herself so freely to him?

Flirtation, Danger, Velvet
 
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Velvet's eyes hid danger from her brother. A terrifying past enslaved in the body of a blossoming samurai. Her hand lightly touched the cold blade that entranced her.Flirtation. Velvet's lips curled into a twisted smile, cutting off her enemy's head in a swift slice, only hummingbirds could hear.



Cold, Warm, Blade
 
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Fifi had been awfully cold at breakfast. Bertie'd expected it was Uncle Charles' fault, all that talk of cutting her orf without a penny if she didn't give up the sword. Still, she'd soon warm to Jeeves' idea. Discovering the blade in the shrubbery - instead of giving it to Agatha.

Gussie, Bedroom, Oh!
 
Gussie, Bedroom, Oh!

As Augustus flowed into the bedroom with Lola easily nestled in his two brawny arms, thunder rattled the rain lashed window panes, causing her to jump. Seeking the security he afforded, she buried her face against his shoulder and whispered, "Oh, Gussie, you do sweep a girl off her feet!"

bedpost, xenon, ovary
 
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Gussie, Bedroom, Oh!

She waited, carefully arranged on the bed, all gussie up for him when he entered the bedroom, but he never came. She lay softly sleeping when arms enfolded her. Oh how he longed to taste her, just graze her skin. He almost regretted having to pierce such a luminous mortal…almost.

Bedpost, Xenon, Ovary
 
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Xenon Ovary, of Her Majesty's Secret Service, tied Natasha to the bedpost.

"Right," he said in his broad Welsh accent. "Now boyo, well girl..." He eyed Natasha's heaving pneumatic chest.

"Take me now!" She wrapped her thigh-booted legs around his waist and pulled him to her greedy, wet, slit.

Wimp, Cave, Fluid.
 
Wimp, Cave, Fluid

All he wanted was a pretty girl. High school didn’t cave his way and she just had to make things difficult, “I just wanted to talk, Sarah!” he raged, “Now look what has to be done!” He squeezed the fluid from his dick to smear her reputation, "Wimp, huh, Sarah?”

Vertically, Marks, Scenario
 
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"It's a perfectly obvious scenario," said the vertically challenged one with the helmet and big chopper.

"These marks on the wall indicate orcs," continued the dwarf.

There was a sound in the tunnel behind them of high pitched twittering.

"Oh, fuck," said the Elf. "Orcs - on heat! Quick, everyone scatter!"

Pomegranate, nail, cinema.
 
Pomegranate, nail, cinema

“Messy boy.” Tania ran a finger through the pomegranate juice. She pressed her nail to his lips and Finn greedily sucked it into his mouth.

“I think we can forget the cinema tonight,” Tania purred, “You have work to do.”

She pushed his face to the worktop. “Lick it up.”

Sanctuary, mesmerized, willow.
 
Sanctuary, Mesmerized, Willow

He didn't dare admit to his Mistress, that she mesmerized him. Tanya was quite content to command willow to lick the table she ate from. She planned to keep him as long as he worshipped her. “Men are quite replaceable,” she reasoned, “And love hath no sanctuary, where thrives control.”

Rule, Romp, Ruffle
 
Rule, Romp, Ruffle

"You'll find that as long as I rule this land," The princess declared regally, "It will take more than a mere romp with a villain like you to ruffle my feathers..."
The bound man now cowering in the corner knew when he was beaten. His cause was lost.

Walnut, Purple, Mole
 
Walnut, Purple, Mole

Her mouth watered as he slowly stalked her. She grinned wickedly thinking that his thighs themselves could crack a walnut. She brushed her blonde hair away from her firery purple eyes. Licking her lips expectally awaiting his arrival in her bed.Her tongue teasingly grazed a tiny mole at the edge of her mouth, drawing his gaze to that spot that always drove her wild when he sucked it.


saddled,worrisome,graceful
 
saddled,worrisome,graceful

He was sad that she was saddled with so much responsibilty and he felt his heart lurched at the worrisome expression on her beautiful features. She was so young and didn't need all the heartache, but woe he knew of the hurt that was inside her graceful body.


delli,quarters,loose
 
Frank walked into his local Deli. Giuseppi greeted him with his usual Italian gusto.

"Hey Joe, you serve that Chorizo loose, in quarters of a pound?" Frank pointed to the display.

"Sure I do, what would you like?"

Frank wondered how much of it he could fit in his speedos.

Soft, Feather, Lamp.
 
Soft, feather, lamp

Her naked body looked exquisite in the soft light that fell upon her from the bedside lamp. Starting at her bound ankle, he slowly drew the feather up her leg. She squirmed as his attention moved to her nipples, causing ripples of pleasure as her crotch rope bit into her.

Enlighten, lively, carved
 
nutmeg, peppermint, sage

Her nutmeg curls danced and her dark eyes sparkled mischievously as she offered him his spendings on the tip of her tongue.
"I would much rather taste your peppermint toothpaste..." He replied bluntly, his sage coloured eyes betraying his amusement, before capturing her mouth in a hungry, almost feral, kiss.

pancake, cucumber, hedgehog
 
"Toad, you're going to have to put your webbed foot down." Ratty sounded serious.

"It can't be all that bad." He caught sight of his friend's expression. "Oh."

"At least stop weasels driving the lorries with the cucumber harvest on your lands."

"Another hedgehog?"

Ratty nodded. "Flat as a pancake."

Rose, Marshmallow, Red.
 
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