As of writing this, I’m sitting here pondering the possibilities of the next #FantasySmutFriday prompt, and getting excited over the fact that it’s been one year since I started this meme, and managed to provide 52 total prompts based on common sexual fantasies. As I get ready to draft a roundup of all the submissions over the past year, I can’t help but think about how I managed to pull it off. And just to add more anxiety, I’m wondering how I’m going to do it again!
Marie smiled and hummed in reaction, “It’s one of my favorites. Every time I listen to it, I imagine myself in a high-class bourbon lounge. Cigars, dark leather landry chairs, handsome gentlemen in fine suits, and a polished wooden dance floor where a woman in a beautiful red dress sings with a large band behind her.”
It’s closing time. Last-call was an hour ago, and the room is nearly empty. Who’s still around? An employee or two, maybe a patron. It’s usually at this time people make the wildest decisions with acquaintances and complete strangers alike. What crazy ideas can you come up with that will lead to some sexy, smutty times?
I hope everyone had a great Halloween! Most people, regardless of experience, have included chocolate into their sex life at one point or another. It warms and arouses, and may even bring a greater satisfaction for some. So, to celebrate Halloween chocolate now being half-off in stores, I’d like to ask you to write a story where chocolate is involved. How it’s introduced, its form and the ‘why’ is completely up to you.
Many times, you may see people eroticise the very things that scare them as a means of controlling those fears. Either that, or the horror trope has unintentionally created a quality many have found physically attractive. In either case, with Halloween on Thursday, I would like to see you re-create a horror scene, but change the script to give it a very smutty turn of events. Let’s give this Halloween a hell of a bang!
There are a number of things that can be done to have a chance at winning. Some are as simple as following me on social media. Which, if you already are, then you just need to verify it and it’s done! And with the spooky season in full swing, I figure this is a great time to spread the word about my paranormal/spooky smut collection, “Ritual offerings”. If you haven’t gotten a copy already, I ask that you check it out. You can find it by clicking the cover image below, or by following the URL found in the Rafflecopter entry tabs. The contest ends on Halloween when I will be announcing a winner.
The thrum of the crowd outside augmented the roar of voices from the television. Liam looked out the large hotel window at the massive gathering out on the streets, part of him wishing he was down there with the rest of them, awaiting the countdown until the new year. Every year, this was the biggest party in the downtown area. This time, however, he had planned his own party, with a guest list so exclusive, only two names were on the list: himself, and his girlfriend, Camilla.
I wanted to touch base with all of you regarding what’s been going on and some of the things behind the screen that have been causing it. First off, to all new readers here: Welcome! I’m glad to have you here, and I hope you find everything to your liking. There are plenty of stories, and many articles to read. I’m not an expert, by any means, but I am constantly looking deeper to discover what drives some to seek certain kinks, and what motivations they have for others. What I find, I write here, and it’s mostly to my understanding. So if anything I write contradicts your experiences, please keep this in mind.
The day had wound down and come to an end. For Bree, the day had been filled with serving customers, listening to complaints from people far more angry about the quality of the food they received than they probably should have been, and busy alleys at the grocery store. Being able to come home and relax had given her some much-needed respite, and a good meal did much to lift her spirits. Afterward, she tied up her blonde hair and enjoyed a hot shower and some evening television in some choice comfy clothes.
Reading this story, I was reminded of something else I’d learned from Stephen King’s memoir, “On Writing”. He said, “If you don’t have the time to read, you don’t have the time or the tools to write”. I had always taken this to heart and came to know that being a good writer means knowing what works and what doesn’t by knowing how others created that written magic we all come to love and get lost in. The best stories really do teach you something you didn’t understand before and helps provide a perspective that makes you think and want to write. I’m reminded of this because “Leather God Descending” is a wonderful example of a story you can get lost in, as well as understand something I wasn’t very familiar with before.