Learning Experiences ...
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scottishlassIn July I entered a contest at Writer's Online. Well, I had scraped up enough courage this morning to actually check who has won. And no, ladies, I haven't (nor did I expect it) but you know .. it was kind of disappointing that my story didn't even get an honorary mention. Oh well. It was just a contest and there were probably hundreds of entries from writers more skilled than I am.
Well here is the original contest description:
It's summertime and the heat is on... we'd like it to get it even hotter. Our contest this time around is designed to tickle, thrill and titillate - the readers and the writers. Tap into that natural passion all writers possess and enter our Erotic Romance contest. Go ahead - pull the shades, lock the door and write from the heart... and any other relevant erogenous zone.
Congratulations to all three winners, Ramona, Abraham and Kat, all from the US. (Winning entries click here.
Anyway, I want to share this little smutlet I wrote for the contest with you. It is not the best thing I ever wrote, not one of my sexiest, but I had to keep within the word limits and the end is a bit rushed :s *heaving out a breath* So without further ado, here it is:
Pretences
They had been lovers ten years ago. On a dark, hot evening on their prom night. It had not been anticipated, they had not even dated before hand, but somehow it had happened, somehow they had ended up on Stargazer's Point in his father's Buick and she had lost her virginity to a gangly, slightly geeky Connor McBain.
Now, ten years later, they had met again for their High School reunion and through some strange stroke of fate; she had walked into the wrong room, his room. She could curse her bad eyesight for confusing the room numbers, she could put the blame on her fatigue that she had not noticed his clothes strewn across the bed before, but it had been unforgivable to walk into the bathroom just wrapped into a fluffy towel and nothing else.
Connor was amused, and watched the young woman in front of him and as was obviously searching in her head for a way to make a graceful exit, he could almost smell the panic and he was intrigued. Leaning forward, he held out a hand towards her. "Marie, why don't you join me, for old time's sake..."
Marie felt her cheeks flush. "I'm sorry, Connor. I'll leave."
"Don't be daft, Marie. We are both adults, and not some teenagers anymore who were once necking on the backseat of a Buick. I don't bite, honey."
He leaned back against the tub and drank in the sight of her. She was still petite, he noticed. Her skin still had that creamy glow and although this was obviously the figure of a grown woman, he still recalled how it smelled, tasted and felt. Her breasts were still small pert globes that were highly sensitive when touched.
Connor almost groaned out loud when she faced him and pretending to adjust the jets in the water, he tried to keep his cool as one slender foot appeared on the edge of the hot tub and then slowly immerged into the bubbling water, quickly followed by a second slender leg and Marie's compact little body.
'God, she looks sexy', that was all he was able to think when Marie sat opposite from him in the tub. He shifted his legs to accommodate her and immediately, he knew it had been a bad idea. Touching her satiny skin, even briefly, sent his blood into a hot boil.
"My mother told me you have your own computer company now," Marie's voice brought him out of his reverie and he fixed his eyes on her.
"Yes, we are developing software for architects and builders," he answered, willing his body to behave in the bubbling water. "So what are you doing now? Last I heard you had been offered a partnership in an accounting firm …"
"Yes, Biggelow, Williamson and Associates, and no, I'm not a partner. I made it to associate …" Marie replied and blinked owlishly through the steam. Some of her panic and nerves had left her and the warm water relaxed her more and more. She still could not believe that she was actually sharing a hot tub, naked at that, with Connor McBride. Watching the man now, it was hard to believe he and the boy of her past was one and the same person. The man opposite her had grown into his body quite well, tall and muscled, while Marie Castairs was still the skinny, shy girl with bad eyesight. Wagging a mental finger at herself, she suppressed a sigh. She was not here to impress anyone, especially not Connor McBride who had transformed himself from good ol' geeky Con to sexy Mr. GQ'ed.
For long moments, Connor simply drank in the sight of the beautiful woman who had haunted his adolescent and adult dreams for so long. He wondered if she would still taste as sweet as she had. When Marie shifted uncomfortably under his intent gaze, she could feel the heat rising in her face.
"What is it?" she asked, rubbing a hand over her face in fear she had missed taking off her make up completely.
"Do you ever wonder what could have been?" Connor's voice sounded strange in the stillness. "What if we had more than one night ten years ago?"
Flustered, and flushing deeply, Marie looked away. "I don't … I never …" after a sigh, Marie met his gaze. "Yes, I wondered." She stared into his eyes and as a deer caught in the headlights of a car, she watched as he slowly drew nearer. The water lapped against both their bodies as he reached out to softly caress her cheek.
"I could never forget you, Marie. You are still haunting my dreams …" he whispered hoarsely. As if her body was obeying rules of itself, Marie moved forward into his arms.
"This is wrong," she replied, "We are not kids anymore …"
"All the more reason to put this to a test, Marie," Con said, cupping her face with his hands and his thumbs rubbing tantalizing circles on the soft skin of her cheeks. "Do you still taste as sweet, Marie Castairs?"
"Why don't you find out?" Marie challenged, mesmerized by the movements and shivering in anticipation.
Connor's hand left a tantalising trail from her shoulder down to her belly button, tracing the soft skin, nestling in places, feeling the texture of her. Hips crushed against hips, intensifying the friction as Marie let go of Connor's shoulders, her hands caressing his strong arms that held her in place. She squeezed her eyes shut in pure bliss, trying not to make a sound as she concentrated on the barrage of new, agonisingly exciting emotions rushing through every pore of her existence, almost overwhelming her.
A tiny sound escaped her lips as she felt the wonderful feelings surging through her body when he came to rest just within reaches of her well-protected core.
Slowly, Connor bent his head and licked his way up through the valley of her breasts to her throat. Finding her pulse point on her neck, he lapped softly at it, his teeth only grazing the flickering skin in rhythm with her quickened breathing. For long moments, they both stilled, holding their breaths as they looked deeply into each other's eyes
Drawing her even closer to him, he slung an arm around her waist and both gasped when skin touched skin in the most intimate way and when the woman let herself sink down inch by delicious inch, both shuddered involuntarily.
Marie gasped softly when Connor's first thrust settled him even more deeply inside her and both groaned at the increased friction between them. In unison, their mouths sought each other, and when his tongue delved deeply inside the warm hollow of her mouth, all Connor could do, was groan.
Without breaking their intimate contact, they moved in unison, two bodies fused together in the most intimate way possible, two bodies - one mind as their senses went into overload and exploded in brilliant colours.
Marie's arms slipped softly off Connor's back, lazily caressing his flanks, while she basked in the sensations that still rolled through her in the aftermath of their passion. She could still feel McBain shivering and with gentleness, she put a kiss on her lover's temple.
Her heart was still racing, drumming in perfect accord with McBain's as she lay on him, the water still sloshing around their aroused but for the moment satiated bodies. Carefully, Marie moved her hand and cupped Connor's face, slowly caressing his temple and sweaty brow.
With a foolish grin, he looked down on her, caressing her face with his lips before he sent the water jets shut with a flick of his hand.
"I wonder what the maid will think if she sees the bathroom," he said with a chuckle in his voice and hugged Marie close to him.
"Well, she might think you are a mess, Mr. McBain." They both laughed at that and almost guiltily stopped when the phone in the bedroom started ringing. With a sigh, Connor hauled himself out of the tub and wet and naked he stalked into the bedroom.
"Yeah?" he answered on the third ring. "Hello baby, how are you?" he winked at Marie when he saw her coming to join him. "What? You went surfing with granny? That is great, honey. Yeah, I had fun as well in the water, you know how fond I am about playing games," he smiled at Marie with a cheeky grin. "Sure … mommy is here, hang on…" Placing a hand to the mouthpiece, he gave Marie a soft kiss before handing over the receiver.
"Have I told you that you’re are the sexiest mommy I have ever met? Your daughter wants to talk to you, Mrs. Castairs-McBain."
And I'm off to work now, even though my stomach is still doing the rumbling rhumba :s Once I return from the client I'll slave over the updates on m.i.t.m. :s
Well here is the original contest description:
It's summertime and the heat is on... we'd like it to get it even hotter. Our contest this time around is designed to tickle, thrill and titillate - the readers and the writers. Tap into that natural passion all writers possess and enter our Erotic Romance contest. Go ahead - pull the shades, lock the door and write from the heart... and any other relevant erogenous zone.
Congratulations to all three winners, Ramona, Abraham and Kat, all from the US. (Winning entries click here.
Anyway, I want to share this little smutlet I wrote for the contest with you. It is not the best thing I ever wrote, not one of my sexiest, but I had to keep within the word limits and the end is a bit rushed :s *heaving out a breath* So without further ado, here it is:
Pretences
They had been lovers ten years ago. On a dark, hot evening on their prom night. It had not been anticipated, they had not even dated before hand, but somehow it had happened, somehow they had ended up on Stargazer's Point in his father's Buick and she had lost her virginity to a gangly, slightly geeky Connor McBain.
Now, ten years later, they had met again for their High School reunion and through some strange stroke of fate; she had walked into the wrong room, his room. She could curse her bad eyesight for confusing the room numbers, she could put the blame on her fatigue that she had not noticed his clothes strewn across the bed before, but it had been unforgivable to walk into the bathroom just wrapped into a fluffy towel and nothing else.
Connor was amused, and watched the young woman in front of him and as was obviously searching in her head for a way to make a graceful exit, he could almost smell the panic and he was intrigued. Leaning forward, he held out a hand towards her. "Marie, why don't you join me, for old time's sake..."
Marie felt her cheeks flush. "I'm sorry, Connor. I'll leave."
"Don't be daft, Marie. We are both adults, and not some teenagers anymore who were once necking on the backseat of a Buick. I don't bite, honey."
He leaned back against the tub and drank in the sight of her. She was still petite, he noticed. Her skin still had that creamy glow and although this was obviously the figure of a grown woman, he still recalled how it smelled, tasted and felt. Her breasts were still small pert globes that were highly sensitive when touched.
Connor almost groaned out loud when she faced him and pretending to adjust the jets in the water, he tried to keep his cool as one slender foot appeared on the edge of the hot tub and then slowly immerged into the bubbling water, quickly followed by a second slender leg and Marie's compact little body.
'God, she looks sexy', that was all he was able to think when Marie sat opposite from him in the tub. He shifted his legs to accommodate her and immediately, he knew it had been a bad idea. Touching her satiny skin, even briefly, sent his blood into a hot boil.
"My mother told me you have your own computer company now," Marie's voice brought him out of his reverie and he fixed his eyes on her.
"Yes, we are developing software for architects and builders," he answered, willing his body to behave in the bubbling water. "So what are you doing now? Last I heard you had been offered a partnership in an accounting firm …"
"Yes, Biggelow, Williamson and Associates, and no, I'm not a partner. I made it to associate …" Marie replied and blinked owlishly through the steam. Some of her panic and nerves had left her and the warm water relaxed her more and more. She still could not believe that she was actually sharing a hot tub, naked at that, with Connor McBride. Watching the man now, it was hard to believe he and the boy of her past was one and the same person. The man opposite her had grown into his body quite well, tall and muscled, while Marie Castairs was still the skinny, shy girl with bad eyesight. Wagging a mental finger at herself, she suppressed a sigh. She was not here to impress anyone, especially not Connor McBride who had transformed himself from good ol' geeky Con to sexy Mr. GQ'ed.
For long moments, Connor simply drank in the sight of the beautiful woman who had haunted his adolescent and adult dreams for so long. He wondered if she would still taste as sweet as she had. When Marie shifted uncomfortably under his intent gaze, she could feel the heat rising in her face.
"What is it?" she asked, rubbing a hand over her face in fear she had missed taking off her make up completely.
"Do you ever wonder what could have been?" Connor's voice sounded strange in the stillness. "What if we had more than one night ten years ago?"
Flustered, and flushing deeply, Marie looked away. "I don't … I never …" after a sigh, Marie met his gaze. "Yes, I wondered." She stared into his eyes and as a deer caught in the headlights of a car, she watched as he slowly drew nearer. The water lapped against both their bodies as he reached out to softly caress her cheek.
"I could never forget you, Marie. You are still haunting my dreams …" he whispered hoarsely. As if her body was obeying rules of itself, Marie moved forward into his arms.
"This is wrong," she replied, "We are not kids anymore …"
"All the more reason to put this to a test, Marie," Con said, cupping her face with his hands and his thumbs rubbing tantalizing circles on the soft skin of her cheeks. "Do you still taste as sweet, Marie Castairs?"
"Why don't you find out?" Marie challenged, mesmerized by the movements and shivering in anticipation.
Connor's hand left a tantalising trail from her shoulder down to her belly button, tracing the soft skin, nestling in places, feeling the texture of her. Hips crushed against hips, intensifying the friction as Marie let go of Connor's shoulders, her hands caressing his strong arms that held her in place. She squeezed her eyes shut in pure bliss, trying not to make a sound as she concentrated on the barrage of new, agonisingly exciting emotions rushing through every pore of her existence, almost overwhelming her.
A tiny sound escaped her lips as she felt the wonderful feelings surging through her body when he came to rest just within reaches of her well-protected core.
Slowly, Connor bent his head and licked his way up through the valley of her breasts to her throat. Finding her pulse point on her neck, he lapped softly at it, his teeth only grazing the flickering skin in rhythm with her quickened breathing. For long moments, they both stilled, holding their breaths as they looked deeply into each other's eyes
Drawing her even closer to him, he slung an arm around her waist and both gasped when skin touched skin in the most intimate way and when the woman let herself sink down inch by delicious inch, both shuddered involuntarily.
Marie gasped softly when Connor's first thrust settled him even more deeply inside her and both groaned at the increased friction between them. In unison, their mouths sought each other, and when his tongue delved deeply inside the warm hollow of her mouth, all Connor could do, was groan.
Without breaking their intimate contact, they moved in unison, two bodies fused together in the most intimate way possible, two bodies - one mind as their senses went into overload and exploded in brilliant colours.
Marie's arms slipped softly off Connor's back, lazily caressing his flanks, while she basked in the sensations that still rolled through her in the aftermath of their passion. She could still feel McBain shivering and with gentleness, she put a kiss on her lover's temple.
Her heart was still racing, drumming in perfect accord with McBain's as she lay on him, the water still sloshing around their aroused but for the moment satiated bodies. Carefully, Marie moved her hand and cupped Connor's face, slowly caressing his temple and sweaty brow.
With a foolish grin, he looked down on her, caressing her face with his lips before he sent the water jets shut with a flick of his hand.
"I wonder what the maid will think if she sees the bathroom," he said with a chuckle in his voice and hugged Marie close to him.
"Well, she might think you are a mess, Mr. McBain." They both laughed at that and almost guiltily stopped when the phone in the bedroom started ringing. With a sigh, Connor hauled himself out of the tub and wet and naked he stalked into the bedroom.
"Yeah?" he answered on the third ring. "Hello baby, how are you?" he winked at Marie when he saw her coming to join him. "What? You went surfing with granny? That is great, honey. Yeah, I had fun as well in the water, you know how fond I am about playing games," he smiled at Marie with a cheeky grin. "Sure … mommy is here, hang on…" Placing a hand to the mouthpiece, he gave Marie a soft kiss before handing over the receiver.
"Have I told you that you’re are the sexiest mommy I have ever met? Your daughter wants to talk to you, Mrs. Castairs-McBain."
And I'm off to work now, even though my stomach is still doing the rumbling rhumba :s Once I return from the client I'll slave over the updates on m.i.t.m. :s
