She struggles constantly to stay on track, to be a good girl even in
lace, even without panties. But even she is at times pushed off
kilter.
Like when she met him, that scalawag with charisma the magnetism of
iron and breath the cold deadness of steel. On that first night, when
he approached, she heard the clangor and whistle of a steam engine.
He knocked her off her course. On the second night, she invited him
home without inhibition.
She wore her lace for him, without panties. She reclined on the bed
and opened her long, smooth legs, casting her scent. And he did feed.
As he bared himself, she widened her legs fully, her gaping, dripping
sex screaming for him. And he breached with the force of a
locomotive. In and out he cycled, stoking the fire in her belly all
night long.
But it was a coal fire, the kind that once spent leaves only coldness
and soot. He's beyond the horizon; yet she stands. Weakness for her
is fleeting. Now, in a golden haze of a new morning, she again treads
carefully. Still in lace, still without panties, but again in balance
as she advances.
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Your challenge for this Friday, 10-1-10, is to use the photo above toImage courtesy of Igor Shitikov, via Erotic Flash Fiction.
write a flash fiction of 150-200 words. Here, also, is a phrase for
you to use in your submission: "...in a golden haze..."
Masterfully done, every word placed just so, intricately linked to create a filigreed work of art. Your contributions are always a cut above the average and I think this one is my favorite of the week, with Lexi's close behind.
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-- PB
Interesting symbolism. Nice story.
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The description is fantastic!
ReplyDeleteWell done. Loved the locomotive sex description.
ReplyDeleteNope, mine is not close behind. I've got nothing to say because I'm pretty much knocked speechless. No offense to the rest of us, but this wins. The coal fire part might be my favorite bit, but that's like picking out platinum from a pile of gold.
ReplyDeleteThank you, PB! I'm very glad you liked it. And thank you for the new word: "filigree". I always love new words. And Lexi's being modest, hers was awesome this week.
ReplyDeleteThank you, BT! I was actually a little worried that I went overboard on the train and tracks symbolism, but there is just so much to work with there.
Thank you, Slowburn and welcome! I'm very glad you enjoyed the story and I hope you enjoy the rest of the site as well.
Thank you, Rozewolf! Somehow, I see big, heavy, iron, gear-and-shaft-filled machinery as having sexual connotations. Go figure. ;)
Thank you, Lexi! You're going to give me a big head , though. Seriously, thank you very much for your words of encouragement.
Simply wonderfully described.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, this is really great FFF!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Drenchxoxo and Spring Flower, and welcome to the site! I'm very glad you enjoyed and I hope that you will return.
ReplyDelete*Oh, yes. Masterfully written.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Anonymous! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteBreathtaking.
ReplyDeleteYour writing is always wonderful, but sometimes you exceed my expectations, Dioneo.
Favorite line of the week: 'stoking the fire in her belly all night long'. : )
Thank you, R! That's very nice of you to say. That line was one of my favorites too. It was one of the first things I thought of when thinking about the train metaphor.
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