Six Sentence Sunday 10

Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. Please follow the link to find the complete list of very talented authors or search #sixsunday on twitter, to find the links.

This is the last snippet I’m presenting of my short story Positional Sacrifice. So I thought it appropriate to give you the last six sentences. Last week we left Anna defining her desires with Louie. Today we have left them to some privacy and picked up at the Chess Championships.

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The room fell silent, the thick tension growing in the audience a stark comparison to the electrified anticipation they were feeling at the table. They locked eyes as he reached over, picking up the white pawn and slowly rolling its head around between his fingers. He moved it two spaces forward, lingering on the piece before letting go and marking it his first move. As he moved his hand up, Anna unexpectedly caught her breath. Tucked in under his cuff was the smooth black silk of her restraint. For that split second she lost herself in a surge of swirling desire, it was a delightful realisation that this game had really only just begun.

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A big thank-you to everyone who comes back each week and a warm welcome to new comers,
I hope you have enjoyed.

I value and appreciate your feedback immensely, so please if you have time, I would love you to leave a comment.

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I’m looking forward to next week and presenting a new work in progress. I hope you have a wonderful week. Take Care and Play and Stay Safe.

Six Sentence Sunday 9

Welcome to another exciting week of Six Sentence Sunday. Please follow the link to find the complete list of very talented authors or search #sixsunday on twitter .

Last week we left our lovers, Anna and Louie starting to define a new sensual dance where Anna has finally taken the lead. Louie is playfully restrained to the bed with smooth black silk ties and Anna is delighted to have him underneath her.

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With Louie’s muscular torso as her canvas, her thoughts went back over their electrified exchanges that morning. His arrogance was so irritating but yet her desire was captivated and with each abrasive and dogmatic comment she had found him sexier and more intriguing.

Bringing the candle over to hoover just above his chest, she slowly traced the air in a line between his nipples. His eyes transfixed on the flame, his body stiffening with heightened anticipation, she slowly started to pour the molten wax.

Snatching his stare with her eyes wide and penetrating, she quickly moved her hand in under the flowing hot wax. Bracing her pain, and keeping their eyes firmly locked, she drew a line down her middle finger, and onto his tightly erect nipple.

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I would like to offer my big thanks to everyone who keeps coming back  and a hearty hello to new comers, I hope you have enjoyed.

I value and appreciate your feedback immensely, so please if you have time, leave a comment.

I look forward to presenting one more snippet from Positional Sacrifice next week, and then I’ll be introducing a  new work in progress.

A huge Thank you to Sara Brookes, for all her hard work and all the authors of Six Sunday for making Sundays so exciting, as both a participant and a reader.

Play and Stay Safe.

Six Sentence Sunday 8

Welcome to wonderful Six Sentence Sunday, please follow the link to this weeks list of sensational authors, or follow #sixsunday on twitter. To everyone who has been here before, I Thank you, I really appreciate your support in coming back and to new comers, I hope you enjoy what you find.

More from my short story, Positional Sacrifice, last week we were left with Louie, clasping his smooth black silk restraints and smiling at Anna, sending her into raptures of heady delight.

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The soft warm light of the candle flame was flickering across Louie’s face. His sparkling blue eyes devouring Anna, as she slowly exhaled, her skin electrified and her thoughts transfixed on her overwhelming desire. She looked deep into his eyes, their penetrating gaze composing the beginning rhythm to this new dance, where she had taken the lead.

Clasping her hand around his on the black smooth silk restraint, she tightened her grip and lifted her slender long leg up over his torso. Her toes drawing aline across his tight stomach and her calf catching the head of his penis as it passed. Drips from her long wet hair, and the soft smooth skin of her inner thigh, now pressed against his side, all combined to made him shiver.

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I have another wonderfully emotive poem to share with you this week.

Meeting At Night
by Robert Browning

The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

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I really appreciate and value your feedback, so please if time allows, leave a comment.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend, and I look forward to sharing more with you next week. Play and stay safe.

Six Sentence Sunday 7

Welcome to wonderful Six Sentence Sunday, please follow the link to this weeks list of dazzling authors, or follow #sixsunday on twitter. To everyone who has been here before, a thank you, I really appreciate your support in coming back and to new comers, I hope you enjoy yourself.

More from my short story, Positional Sacrifice, last week we discovered,  Anna’s fantasies were starting to come true, she had finally got Louie where she wanted him.

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Edging closer to his torso, her knees resting almost touching his skin, she reached up to hold the smooth black silk tie on the bed frame. Her body staying inline and close to his, she looked down the bed, and slowing savouring, followed his shape. His long muscular legs, his deliciously defined chest, his strong masculine arms, all of him, stretched out before her. She rubbed the cold soft silk between her fingers and buzzing with anticipation, felt a surging rush as she started to gently pull her fingers over his wrist and down the length of his forearm.

He moved to her sensual touch, opening his eyes, meeting hers with a playful delight. She almost stopped breathing when his hands clasped around the silk restraints, and he smiled.

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I really appreciate and value your feedback, so please if time allows, leave a comment. I had to share this wonderfully sexy and playful image, it has been dancing around with my thoughts all week.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend, and I look forward to sharing more with you next Sunday. Play and stay safe.

Six Sentence Sunday 6

Welcome All to Six Sentence Sunday, please follow the link to this weeks list of participating authors, or follow #sixsunday on twitter. To everyone who has been here before, a massive thank you, I appreciate your support in coming back and to new comers I hope you enjoy your first time.

This week is another snippet from my short story, Positional Sacrifice. Our lovers are now out of the shower.

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Anna leaned forward, ecstatic she had him there, stretched out, his skin firmly pressing around the contours of his muscles. He was still swimming in ecstasy, intoxicated by the rushing feelings of his orgasm.  Hands trembling in excitement, she shaped her wet long brown hair behind her ears, exposing her slender long neck.

Reaching into the draw of her deco dresser, she found the matches and to her delight four special orange candles. Striking the match, the pace of her thoughts mirroring the flickering dance of the flame, she couldn’t help but giggle. Oh where to start?, I wonder how he’ll feel about being restrained once he feels the sting of the heat.

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I really appreciate and value your feedback, so please if time allows, leave a comment. Here is a very fun cocktail, it has a wonderful citrus aroma, and the flavour of the mixed vodka and rums will make you want more than one. I hope you have a wonderful weekend. Play and stay safe.

Desire’s One Love.

1 tsp. Icing Sugar
1/2 oz. Mandarin infused Vodka
1/2 oz. Lemon infused White Rum
1/4 oz. Dark Rum
1 splash Orange Juice pulp free
1/4 oz. Grenadine

Fill highball glass with ice. Add icing sugar first followed by the spirits. Cover and shake to mix. Add splash of orange juice and top with the grenadine. Garnish with a lemon wedge.

Six Sentence Sunday 5

A big warm welcome to Six Sentence Sunday, thank you for stopping by, please follow the link to the complete list of fantastic authors and their wonderful stories or search #sixsunday on twitter. This week I am continuing from my short story, Positional Sacrifice.

Struggling to keep control, when his intention in the shower had been to slowly savour her, we were left with him gasping from fellatio and urgently needing to thrust himself deeply inside her again.

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Startled by his sudden almost desperate reaction, she hesitated, but only for a split second. He was so immediate and forceful, hungry to devour her, his driving need encapsulating her in waves of heady delight.  She spun around, freeing her arms from his grip, yearning to again feel his burning desire.

She walked her hands down the wall of the shower, the curves of her shape cascading like a sensual silk gown, and rested on the lip of the recess. Instantly he grasped her hips,  mesmerized by her beautiful form . She wanted his deep penetration, and in this position she was going to move and control the depths of his urgency.

Six Sentence 1        Six Sentence  2        Six Sentence 3        Six Sentence 4

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I really appreciate and value your comments, so please if you have time, I would love to know what you think. I wanted to share the magic of eyes with you today, I’m in love with the language of a look, and as I discovered Gayle Ramage and Layna Pimental are kindred eye loving spirits, so I set about finding something to gaze at.

I instantly thought about Steve McQueen and how I fell in love with his eyes the first time I saw the chess scene from The Thomas Crown Affair. It is an incredibly erotic and sexy scene, starring the eyes. I found it for you but as it lasts around seven minutes, so when you can sit back, and relax, CLICK HERE.

The clip below is for now,  so if for a few seconds you can gaze into Steve McQueen’s eyes to a song from the soundtrack called, His Eyes Her Eyes. It has the most fantastic lyrics. Enjoy.

 

 

The Thomas Crown Affair is a film from 1968 starring Steve McQueen and Faye Dunaway

I really hope you enjoy your week, and I am really looking forward to next weeks Six Sunday to give you more of Positional Sacrifice. Take Care.

Six Sentence Sunday 4

Hello and welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. Please use the link to indulge in the full list of dazzling authors, or follow #sixsunday on twitter.

My six sentences are from my short story, Positional Sacrifice. Last week we left our lovers in the shower, his blue eyes widening as she started to lick her way up. . .

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The excitement that she was going to slide her mouth over the head of his penis made him groan, a deep, primal sound. He could feel surging energy, like electricity, radiating off her. The thought that she wanted his cock as much as he wanted her mouth around it was driving him crazy.

Holding his penetrating gaze, she slid her soft lips over the head, slowly lowering her mouth around his throbbing erection. She swirled her tongue downward around his shaft. Gasping he pulled her away, urgently needing to thrust himself, hard and deep inside her.

Six Sentence 1      Six Sentence 2      Six Sentence 3

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I really appreciate your comments, so please if time allows, I would love to know what you think. This week, I want to share with you an intensely erotic poem that has been seducing me in my dreams.

I like my body when it is with your
by e.e. cummings

i like my body when it is with your
body.  It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss,  i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking, the shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh… And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new.

I leave you to continue your Six Sunday escapes, and thank you so much for stopping by. I hope you have a wonderful week, full of cheeky smiles, love and laughter. Take Care.

Six Sentence Sunday 3

I’m so excited to be welcoming you to Six Sentence Sunday. It has become the highlight of my week, so many wonderful stories to read and very talented authors to support. Please follow the link for this weeks list or follow #sixsunday on twitter.

I have finally found a working title for my WIP short story, Positional Sacrifice.
It is a chess term that describes the sacrificing of a piece with no immediate result, but leads to an advantage, and if you play smart, to checkmate.

Last week we left our lovers in the shower, drenched with the tension of sensual promises.

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She braced herself against him, the palms of her hands finding the middle of his strong thighs. She moved to the rhythm of the steam, turning effortlessly around, to kneel down in front of him. Using her whole hands on each leg, she pressed into the muscles, moving up, her thumbs edging slowly around, finally resting at the base of his penis.

She looked up, soaking in his form, his was towering above her, dominating her every thought. She looked him directly in the eye as he gently stroked her hair down to the base of her neck, and quickly moved her fingers around to cup his balls. Holding his stare she started with her tongue at the base of his hard shaft, his blue eyes widening as she licked her way up.

Six Sentence 1   Six Sentence 2

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I hope you enjoy this weeks reading and Six Sentence hopping.  I would really appreciate, if you have the time, could you please leave a response. Your feedback is very powerful, it makes me think and work harder.

I have a pushy little request of you today, please take some time this week and simply slow it down, consciously enjoy who you are, and celebrate your sensuality.

It can be as simple as taking a bath, taking a big deep breath and focusing on the warm water on your skin. You deserve to spoil yourself.

Or think about playing with your lover and a blindfold . The simplicity of the suspense and anticipation is magical.  You deserve magic.

I hope you have a fantastic week and I look forward to presenting six more sentences next Sunday.

Six Sentence Sunday 2

Hello and Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday, please follow the link for this weeks amazing list of authors or follow #sixsunday on twitter.

Here is another piece from my WIP short story. Last week we were left standing in the bathroom, with the steam dancing to it’s own seductive tune.

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He was really enjoying just standing there, watching her, knowing she was waiting. She was trembling, trying very hard to keep focus on the warm water as it washed over her, battling to keep her composure. Seized in his gaze, she could hardly move, she could hardly breathe.

He cleared his throat; unexpectedly her whole body tightened with anticipation. Slowly he stepped in, right behind her,  gently tracing from the back of her ear down to the nape of her neck, with the tip of his finger. She arched her back, almost hypnotically, overwhelmed by the sensual promises of his touch.

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I really hope you enjoy your six sentence Sunday journeys today and I would really appreciate any feed back you might have to share. Here is something fun you might like to try, it was a bit sweet for my liking but a dazzling colour!

Sex in the Shower Cocktail
recipe courtesy of Dirty Drinks

Fill Shaker with Ice
1 oz Blue Curacao
1 oz Triple sec
1 oz Butterscotch schnapps
2 oz Orange juice
Shake and Strain into Champagne Flute

Six Sentence Sunday 1

My first ever submission to Six Sentence Sunday, recommended to me by the wonderful  Lorien Velez.

This is a piece plucked from a my first erotic short story, which isn’t quite ready to go live, I’m not confident enough with it yet to put it up, please reply if you feel like it, I’m in the need of some feedback – I hope you enjoy. Ax

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They hadn’t really made it past the front door, it had unfolded, urgent and lustful. He had fucked her hard, a primal urge he couldn’t control: the heavy sweet smell of sex still lingering in the room. It was holding him, caressing him, keeping his head spinning, and heart pounding; but she was gone.

He could hear the shower running,  the warm steam dancing to it’s own seductive tune. Her silhouette had stopped him from moving any closer, his eyes drawn to her form, her nipples pert on the crest of her breast,  the soft curve of her back, all of her was swirling and tumbling around in his thoughts.

He was going to taste her again, but now he was going to take his time.

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Especially for Gayle Ramage, I get lost in his eyes.

Ralph Fiennes