#FlasherFictionFriday Reciprocity

Well, this one went dark. In my mind the daughter is actually 18 and the mother looks much younger than she is, but still... dark. Enjoy all the 100 word takes on this photo by hopping to the blog.

Gasping, his head hung limp. Looking down, streaks of sweat and dirt stained the denim of his shirt. What would he give for a sip of water? The answer stared him in the face.
“Admit it! You took her in your office, held her there until she agreed to pleasure you.”
He couldn’t look into the mother’s eyes, couldn’t face himself.
Yanking his hair, she pressed near enough their noses touched. “I…Yeah.” He tried to pull free, look away, but she stopped him.
“Then you won’t mind doing the same.”
His eyes widened as she hiked her skirt.
“Filthy man.”

#FlasherFictionFriday Cosmos

Been a while since a participated, but this photo actually inspired something (which with how closed my imagination has been lately, really means something!) Join the other Flasher Fiction Friday participants as we each post 100 words based on this picture:

Silvery liquid spilled in a steady stream from an unmarked black bottle. Master held both away from him, toward me, and I tried to identify it. Thicker than water but thinner than molasses, it oozed into the goblet, reminding me of blood. The offering lacked aroma as well, doubly negating the possibility that the contents were blood.
“To your health.” Master pulled the bottle back but pushed the goblet even further toward me. The contents swirled and the silver became stars orbiting a dark center.
Trusting him explicitly, I poured the contents down my throat. The world exploded around me.

#Flasher Fiction Friday

I haven't joined in on this feature in a while, but my friend, Naomi, is getting back into it this week, so I decided to support her and submit my own 100 word piece based on this week's photo.

Jessica held the scissors in trembling hands. Closing her eyes, she took a breath and tried to calm herself.
It was over.
For months, she’d deluded herself, believed he was hers alone. How many others had seen this body, been touched by those arms, or seen below the opening waistband?
With a quick snip, she sliced straight through glossy photographic paper, letting his head fall away. She slid them down to sever his torso from waist and stopped. Perhaps she could still use him.
Tucking the decapitated photo away, she turned her back on the face she’d never see again.

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Flasher Fiction Friday ~ Does this park have a bench I can bend you over?

Welcome to Flasher Friday Fiction. We each write 100 words based on the same picture. Here's mine, it's also a snip from a WIP. Looking forward to the release in the fall!

“If you are going to act like a little girl…” He let go of her hand and turned, one arm wrapped around her chest, bending her forward over his knee. The other connected with her skirt covered bottom twice.
She squirmed free, her expression reminding him of black thunderstorm clouds.
He kept his own face stern.
They stood like that for several seconds.
Curtis took her hand again. “What? You didn’t like that?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“That’s right. I’d like it better without that skirt. How far to the park? Does it have a bench I can bend you over?”

Flasher Fiction Friday - Fanfiction!

This week's photo reminded me of a scene I'd written in my Twilight FanFiction days. I've edited it a bit to get it to 100 words. If you're interested in the full scene, one of the first I'd written since high school, you can find it here. Make sure you check out all the other fantastic flash pieces based on the same picture.

He crouched a little in the water and kissed my collar bone and the tops of my breasts. My breathing became ragged. Was he burning for this like I was? Meeting his lips, I wrapped my arms around his neck and crossed my legs behind him.
"You're sure?" he asked, his lips still touching mine.
I didn't answer, but instead pushed myself down on him. I knew there would be pain but didn't expect so little. Then I could think of nothing else, because he was in me.
"Is this all right?" Please say yes please say yes please say yes.

#FlashFiction #Flasherfictionfriday - Torment

I'm one of several authors writing exactly 100 words based on this photograph. Mine is rather dark, sorry. You can read all the flashers by visiting our blog.

Jamie imagined hot sand burning her feet until she waded into the surf and foam. A sea urchin slipped her notice and stung her, making her scream.
Blinking away tears, she focused. She squinting against the bright sun, feeling it sear her shoulders, making her wince and flinch.
Shaking her head, and biting her lip, she held her breath until the heat passed. Her vision filled with the image of her escape.
A man blocked her view. She wouldn’t meet his eyes, staring at his erection, her next torment.
“You can end this.”
Jamie imagined hot sand burning her feet.

Obedience #FlasherFictionFriday #FlashFiction

It's Friday! Time for some 100 word flash fiction. We're all writing about this photo. You can read all the flashers by hitting our blog.

“This feels weird.”
“Silence. Relax. Listen to the waves. Breathe.”
Terri tried to do as commanded, but it was so unnatural. Also, relax is one of the most difficult commands to obey.
Large warm hands spread oil over her back, not her ass, not her pussy or breasts, her back.
“Are you sure there isn’t something I can do?”
A palm smacked hard on her ass, but it was muted by the towel still resting there.
“Silence! I don’t want to have to remove that.”
She’d always prided herself on her obedience. Today, it was a herculean task.
“Yes, Sir.”

#FlasherFictionFriday - London

Flasher Fiction Friday is a hop of 100 stories based on the same picture. Here's mine, the others are linked on the blog.

Jessica continued to turn in circles.
“Oy, watch where you’re going.”
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. London is even prettier with all the lamps out.”
“American?” The young man sized her up.
“Canadian.”
“Much better. You like London at night?”
“Oh, yes. It’s beautiful, magical.”
“Magic? I know just the pub.” The stranger slipped his hand through Jessica’s.
In her free hand, she sent a text: Hooked up with a local. See you later! “What kind of magic do you have for me?” She gave him a look that should encourage him.
“Blood magic.”
Jessica shrieked, but one more cry went unnoticed.

An April Fool - Flasher Fiction Friday

I couldn't resist a teasing flash today. I hope you like it. Be sure to check out the others from the blog.

Jasmine twirled for Danny, lifting her shirt enough to reveal the small of her back. His mouth fell open in shock.
“You didn’t!”
“Didn’t I? I mean, I thought this was forever.”
Danny pointed to the large bubble font proclaiming his ownership of that hot body. He was exhilarated and terrified simultaneously; his heart thundering in his ears.
Jasmine looked over her shoulder and doubled over in laughter. She yanked off her shirt and returned with a wash cloth. “You’re an April Fool.”
Danny put his head between his knees in relief as she revealed the tasteful design beneath his name.

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#FlashFiction Flasher Fiction Friday - Gentleman

This picture reminded me of a scene from Blue Moon House: Gentleman. I hope you agree. Don't forget to check out all the other 100 word flashes based on this picture.


“Master?” “Yes, Donna, I'm still here. Why haven't you found me?” Harry suppressed laughter as the woman moved, arms outstretched. Then Nicholas pushed Harry toward her. “Ah, there you are,” she said, wrapping her arms around Harry. “No...you aren't. You two are playing with me again.” She pouted. “I'm sorry, Donna, but you are so much fun to play with.” Nicholas pressed against her back until her breasts were crushed on Harry's chest. This was new. Usually they took opposite ends of her, not front and back. “Lift your legs. Wrap them around him. You know he feels good inside you."

#FlashFiction Flasher Fiction Friday - Blue Moon House: Vampire #erotica

I yanked 100 words from the next Blue Moon House volume. I thought it fit with the photo. Check out the other flashes by hitting the blog.

He tasted the salt of her skin, the juices of her sex, different but complimentary. He could feel the changes in her on his fingers, the gentle sway that turned into tight clenching and later thrusting. Probably best of all, though, was watching her. The way her eyes fluttered. One moment they would be squeezed shut, the next wide in amazement. Pink spread, starting in her cheeks and flowing down over her sagging breasts and still tight belly until it disappeared behind the dark curls of her sex. That brought him a new scent. Her blood.

Flasher Fiction Friday - Peeping

I don't know who else saw the reflection of a large hand and something flat and straight laying over this photo. I worked with that.

Pierre gazed through the window, holding the stem of a glass of chardonnay. Curtains hung on his window and on the one across the street, but he looked through into the sixth floor of the hotel, the man with a loose tie, escorting a beautiful woman.

He’d hoped to find a man as exhibitionist as himself. He had the lights low so he might see across, but it should be enough to illuminate his naked body.

The man’s hand dropped from the lady’s back and he turned to face the window, raising two fingers in salute. The night was young.

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Welcome Gentleman - #flashfiction flasher fiction friday #friday

I have something supernatural today. Wasn't quite sure who these ladies were or how they played but I didn't sense the usual seduction. I hope you like it. Don't forget to hop to the blog and read all the other 100 word flashes based on the same photo.

Daisy and Lisa push open the double doors.
“Gentlemen,” Daisy booms in a voice larger than her slender frame.
“Welcome,” Lisa finishes, her higher pitched voice lacking Daisy bombastic flair.
The room, with colorful walls and glittering chandelier is empty but for the cage on one side. The men gravitate toward it and the little girl locked inside.
Daisy and Lisa put their backs to one another again, closing the doors.
“Will it be enough?”
“Only one way to find out.”
The lock on the cage opens and a cloud of black smoke envelopes all but the woman in lingerie.

Flasher Fiction Friday - Baby, it's cold outside #flashfiction

Here's my take on the picture. I imagined the sun peeking through spruce needles over a snowscape. Check out what everyone else saw by hopping to the blog.

Eliza wriggled against the ropes securing all her limbs tight to her body. Unable to work her limbs, she shivered and shuddered, cold water falling down her brow.
“Please, sir.”
Ben lifted her and set her down on her knees, her nipples drawing into tight points in the snow.
“You’re cold? I can help with that.” He prodded at her pussy. She was so tight, doubled up as she was. It didn’t help that she was freezing in the dim morning light.
Ben was relentless, and the more he worked her open, the warmer she became.
“Yes, sir,” she moaned.

Flasher Fiction Friday - Auction - #flash #flashfiction #erotica

Friday means another flash. This picture took me somewhere a bit dark, so I hope the end makes up for that. Check out all the other takes on this picture by visiting our blog.

Saliva dripped over Sarah’s chin and the sudden light blinded her. She considered screaming but knew it wouldn’t help. Instead, she tugged on the ropes securing her arms and legs to the cold metal frame at her back.
“Gentlemen, lot number 42, nineteen year old female of mixed race, virgin, free of disease. Train her as you choose. I’ll start the bidding at one thousand dollars.”
The masked men surged forward, calling out numbers and fondling her.
“Sold for twenty thousand.”
The spotlight went out and her new owner whispered in her ear.
“It’s okay, Sarah. Just a little longer.”

Flasher Fiction Friday #FlashFiction Out of the Dark

It's Friday. We're taking the following photo and giving it 100 words to tell a story. Hop to blog to read them all.

Most couples took advantage of the darkness to wrap limbs around one another. Many wore black to disappear even further. Not Mike and Dan. They dipped their fingers in glowing bright paint and painted their friends, marked them with palm prints, and laughed loudest of all.
Mike turned to Dan and ran his finger down his nose, a bright pink line glowing in the dark. They were obvious to everyone, yellow and green smudges making them a spectacle.
Dan glanced around, as Mike continued to paint Dan’s skin. People were looking at them. He didn’t care, planting his lips on Mike’s.

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Rachel's contribution is titled Matching Dragons and it doesn't disappoint. Here's a sample:

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Lok prowled forward, his head tilted and his eyes swirling with intensity. “Do you know why you’re attracted to me, Kadence, despite your every attempt to fight it?”

His voice was low, deep, and rumbled through her bones. “You have no idea what you are…what you are to me.”
He halted in front of her, bending to inhale against her hair. His lips feathered across her skin, sending burning shivers dancing down her spine. Her legs grew weak, but her insides, they melted.
What is he doing to me?
She tried to blink away the haze, but all she sensed was Lok’s warmth, his spicy scent, the low timbre of his voice. His words fuzzed in her ears, though he was definitely still speaking to her. His chest rose and fell as he drew back.
No. Closer.

She snapped her hands out and snared his head, tugging his mouth onto hers. Warm, firm pressure moved against her lips, and then a rich taste swept across her tongue as he claimed her mouth. Kadence moaned, opening to his kiss, her fingers tangling in his curly locks.
Kissing him didn’t ease the attraction. It made it worse, far worse. Frenzy consumed her insides, a desperation for connection she’d never experienced. She wanted him. Lok. Enveloping her, inside and out. Like he was the cool water that quenched this fire. That soothed the ache building in her sex.
Her hands skimmed across his shoulders, down his chest, nails grazing a path toward his waist. His skin was smooth and hot, definitely other than human. Steel-cut muscles jerked while she teased her fingers lower, snapped open his jeans, and gripped his rigid—and enormous—length.
Whoa. A growl vibrated in his chest. She grasped him in both her hands, his cock filling her palms.
He seized the back of her head and slammed her against the wall, his hips shoving his shaft harder into her hands. Every inch of his body pinned her. Demanded her submission. No, commanded it.
Her panties grew even wetter as he ground against her, nipping and thrusting his tongue inside her mouth suggestively.
Yes. Every inch of her was drawn toward him, toward this connection—a magnetism unlike any other. This wasn’t lust, though she was horny as hell.
This was more. Something in him called to something in her.
It was time to find out what.

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Rachael Slate resides on the West Coast of Canada with her husband and two children—or as she likes to call them, her own little blended world. One of the best parts about sharing in her husband’s Chinese-Malaysian culture is definitely the food—and the awesome celebrations!

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Flasher Fiction Friday #flash #flashfiction POSE!

“I’m so sorry.” Teresa covered her nose and mouth, feeling heat building in her cheeks.
The man shook his foot and chuckled. “No worries, mistress.”
“That’s enough chat!” A whip cracked and the men put their heads down. Teresa tensed, anticipating a tongue lashing, or given the whip, a literal lashing. “Teresa, pose!”
Reflexively, Teresa put a hand on her hip and puckered up. Her instructions were to look like she was staring down a fourth man to add to her group leash. She had no idea what that would be, but she air kissed Jason behind the camera.
“Good.”

That's 100 words. The picture is worth more than ten times that, but hopefully you enjoyed my imagining of the real Master behind the camera! Check out other fantastic takes on this photo by hopping over to our blog and linking to all of them.

Flasher Fiction Friday - David #flashfiction

“Mama?”
Stacy turned at the voice. “Did you hear that?” she asked David.
He chuckled. “Hearing voices again? I swear you can find something wrong with any house.”
She jabbed her elbow into his ribs. “It sounded like a child.”
“Mama?”
“I’m sure whoever he is, he’ll be fine.”
“Mama!”
Stacy gasped as a boy ran right through her. She turned to grab for David, but he was gone.
“David?” she asked as the boy was lifted into his mother’s arms.
“Davie,” the mother crooned.
“See?” the boy said, pointing right at Stacy. “I told you she’d like it here.”

Other authors have crafted 100 words to accompany this picture. I have a feeling they'll all be creepy. :)

Flasher Fiction Friday - Vance #flashfiction

Dot fell asleep spooned up with Vance. She had never felt so safe, so warm. It was one of the best nights of her life. Not sexually, nothing had really happened there, but she had slept soundly and deeply feeling like a new person upon waking. She could still feel Vance’s warmth around her and sighed, dozing off again.
Her hand moved to stroke the man who protected her when no one else had. She didn’t find skin but hair, fur. Had he wrapped her in a blanket? She opened her eyes to see the creature draped over her.
“Vance.”

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