Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

scent, dip, frenzy

The scent of the lemon honey dip apparently drew wasps from miles around. When the naturalist and photographer came to remove the saucer, their feeding frenzy changed to a stinging frenzy as they pursued her back to to house. Everyone agreed later that the close ups were worth the pain.

Mud rope hay
 
mud, rope, hay

"How much???" exclaimed George Piffle. Again they were told the amount of money his mother-in-law was leaving them.

"Maybe when we get home, we could get the rope out and make hay." Gracie whispered.

George grinned... then the mud hit the fan.

"There is a condition." the suited man continued.

beam, arsenic, peach.
 
beam, arsenic, peach


The barn was filled with junk. As Tom's punishment for stealing a peach from the neighbor, he was expected to clean the entire place. For a while, he sat there contemplating escape by hanging from the beam or using some of the left over arsenic. Eventually, he got started cleaning.


bologna, basement, treetop
 
bologna, basement, treetop
"C-condition??" Spluttered George.

The suited man continued. "Conditions actually. Mrs Piffle has to re-marry and move to Bologna, Italy for three years..."

"What??"

"...and Mr Piffle has to move into the basement and have his name changed to 'Treetop'."

"WHAT!!??"

"And Mr Piffle has to...". And the suited man paused.

Luxemburg, tap, murder.
 
Luxembourg, tap, murder

The documents were quite extensive, photographs, case history, usual habits and 50K Euro to cover immediate expenditure. With a sharp tap against the partitioned glass at the ticket booth, the purchase of a first class ticket to Luxembourg is quickly dealt with.

Settling into her suite she contemplates the task ahead, a gloved fingertip sliding along the masculine cheek of the glossy photo in the file. Her gaze hardens;
Not murder ma cherie, just business!

Snorkelling, tarot, roundabout
 
Snorkelling, tarot, roundabout


A sweating Crystal flipped the tarot card. “Queen of nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn cups,” she studdard.
Below the table, Jack’s mouth going roundabout Crystal’s clitty searched for the right spot while he occasionally lifts up like he’s snorkeling the Caribbean.
Crystal sweated while smiling to her client. “Love will come to you, soon.”


fuzzy, late, assume
 
A fuzzy warm lassitude overrode her senses. Hips undulating, her breathing, pants. The very centre of her being about to burst as she nears nirvana. Conscious thought pushes through her mind.

Who are you in bed with? Too late to assume you are safe!

Eyes startle open taking in the view of tangled sheets and quivering limbs

gleam, throat, howl
 
gleam . . . throat . . . howl

Can't help the gleam in my eye . . . or the growl in my throat!!!

The naked body sprawled on my bed is incredible . . . where do I start? Tossing my boxers to the side, I advance to her, a howl of delight escapes my lips just before my tongue finds her open pussy and her thighs clamp tightly on my cheeks.

Cat . . . window . . . morning
 
gleam, throat, howl
"Come again?" Asked Gracie Piffle.

"Mr Piffle has to have a sex change." Repeated the suited man. Too shocked, Gracie did not notice the gleam in the little man's eyes.

"NOOOOO!" A howl come from the mouth of her husband as she watched him launch himself at the man's throat.

cat, window, morning.

(OOC: Was slower to post my reply but wanted to keep it anyway.
 
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cat, window, morning

Sunshine brightened my window this morning as I gently opened my eyes taking in the room. It wasn’t unfamiliar to me, but it had been forever since I had been home. Turning over, I stretched lazily like a cat after a having a full bowl of milk.

chicken, storm, clock
 
chicken, storm, clock
George Piffle got into the car after spending the night at the local Police Station. He glanced at the clock on the dashboard.

"Why did you have to storm him like that?" Asked Gracie as they drive off.

"Well if he wasn't such a chicken..." Grumbled George.

"Oh grow up!"

marksmanship, glass, target.
 
marksmanship, glass, target.

“What’s that one for?” she asked as she fingered a metal on his chest.
The solider smirked as he watched where she touched. “Marksmanship,” he shouted over the bar’s jukebox.
“Really!” She removed her finger and rubbed the rim of her wine glass. “I have a target you can hit.”


price - air - ticket
 
price - air - ticket

"How much for the price of an air ticket?" Gordon complained. "I could the whole plane."

"Sorry sir." The man on the desk replied. "Unfortunately there is only one air ticket left which is first class and, therefore, the price."

And so, Gordon paid the price for the air ticket.

young, justice, reach
 
young, justice, reach

Admiring her handiwork, pleased with the lattice affect and intricate knots binding his body, she leans forward, the warmth of her breath brushing the shell of his ear as she whispers;

"You thought you were beyond my reach? The foolishness of the young! Justice is what I say it is and your lesson has now begun".

mischief, anarchy, chastened
 
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mischief anarchy chastened


After securing him naked to the chair with the ropes, she let him watch his favourite female actress in Sons of Anarchy, every time the actress spoke she chastened him with both vibrator and warm damp underwear feeding fantasies into his head with both words and scent until he came.



First, willow, choice
 
Her eyes flashed with anger, but it was muted by the tears that brimmed in them.

“You cannot do this. I will not allow it.”

Standing under the old willow tree, he smiled at her.

“This is my choice, sister. For the first time, I get to decide my fate.”



Transparent
Audible
Pendant
 
Her first response to the transparent pendant holding the small diamond was a very audible gasp, followed by dropping to her knees, unbuckling my slacks, pulling the zipper down, struggling to free my cock . . . soon her warm lips and wet tongue began to show her true appreciation for the small gift.

(After all folks, this is an SRP thread!!)

gasp . . . throbbing . . . satisfaction
 
Her first response to the transparent pendant holding the small diamond was a very audible gasp, followed by dropping to her knees, unbuckling my slacks, pulling the zipper down, struggling to free my cock . . . soon her warm lips and wet tongue began to show her true appreciation for the small gift.

(After all folks, this is an SRP thread!!)

gasp . . . throbbing . . . satisfaction

(It is indeed)

His first response to her reaction was an audible gasp. She had suggested doing something as exciting as she was doing now, but always left him dreaming of what sweet satisfaction her daring would bring. Now, with his throbbing cock between her luscious lips, two months’ salary seemed worth it.


full ... need ... daring
 
full . . . need . . . daring

"Hello, love," I say as my neighbor walks into my backyard, drops her towel revealing the most daring bikini I have ever seen. A smile on my face, "Obviously, you feel the need to be the center of attention this afternoon. You have my full attention, and if you aren't careful, you will find that I have a need that only you will be able to fulfill . . . and that will be quite a daring display in my pool shortly."

stroke . . . lick . . . caress
 
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full . . . need . . . daring

"Hello, love," I say as my neighbor walks into my backyard, drops her towel revealing the most daring bikini I have ever seen. A smile on my face, "Obviously, you feel the need to be the center of attention this afternoon. You have my full attention, and if you aren't careful, you will find that I have a need that only you will be able to fulfill . . . and that will be quite a daring display in my pool shortly."

[/stroke . . . lick . . . caressB]

I was above him.Both naked on beach,on that beautiful dark night.
I took some sand spreading it over his body as i CARESS him,moving down to his cock.
I held it in my hand as i STROKE the shaft,giving it a LICK, sending shiver down his spine.

Sophisticated... Clumsy...sex...
(Whats SRP..?)
 
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Sophisticated... Clumsy...sex...

(things been too quiet here recently)

She cased the hotel bar in her tightest black dress looking a potential customer. Her prices weren’t high, but she wouldn’t accept handies or oral, just straight sex. What her sophisticated friends didn’t understand was nothing beats a sloppy clumsy man desperate to do anything to please a woman.

online .... trending ... ready
 
online . . . trending . . . ready

Flipping onto to a local swingers' online chat room, I read the following:

"Need a man NOW . . . don't care how big his dick is . . . just need someone who is ready." Not sure this falls into the category of trending topics, but it's the third one I've seen this week. Maybe I should check her out . . . I'm always ready!!

night . . . hard . . . soft
 
night, hard, soft

Night closes in as I slide between soft cotton sheets, stretching sinuously. Gazing out into the darkness I ponder the thought of possibilities? Am I seeking a life partner, or do I just want a hard cock? Could I fluke it and have both?

bound, mar, whispers
 
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