Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

elegant | mallard | tripwire [size=-2] (As well as flush, unbutton, and legion)[/size]

His wife was an elegant woman who quacked like a mallard when she fucked. He’d often take her hunting and finger her through her unbuttoned camo pants to flush out the drakes—which drew out a legion of hunters like a tripwire. They’d take turns unloading in her while he watched.

survivor | outwit | island
 
survivor | outwit | island



“Doesn’t take a genius to outwit most, just be a survivor …”

The Head Nurse explained to a U.S.O. singer who asked about the long line of men snaking out from triage, around the hospital and out of sight.

“ … or the only girl on the island.”



hey | nineteen | Colombian
 
hey | nineteen | Colombian

“Hey, Charlie,” the detective called. “Seen this before?”
The coroner chuckled morbidly, “You’re kidding right? Since I started we’ve had at least fifteen Colombian Neckties out here.”
The detective smirked, “my count’s nineteen.” He crouched down to the body, looking into dead man’s shocked eyes. “And probably not the last.”

speakers | wave | touch
 
speakers | wave | touch [size=-2](As well as hey, nineteen, and Colombian)[/size]

The speakers crackled as a sexy voice spoke, "Welcome to BJ’s, may I take your order?" The hottie in the monitor looked to be Columbian and at least nineteen. He didn’t wave her away, but hit the touch-screen to reply.

“Hey, do you guys offer classic blow-jobs?”

“Sure, pull ahead.”


cake | ginger | flavor
 
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cake | ginger | flavor

Cooper sucked his unshaven lip. He knew Marnie’s flavor even if last night was their first together. Getting into that ginger’s pants was no cake walk; and she was quite pleased with how he showed is gratitude. Cooper attacked that honeypot relentlessly, and he wasn’t ready to forget that taste.

dog + days + summer
 
dog + days + summer

Her swollen belly had made moving awkward and uncomfortable. Still, the combination of summer sun and her heightened hormones had filled her with such an intense heat that, most days, she greeted her husband on splayed haunches, naked and writhing, until he pumped inside her like a dog in estrus.

big | brother | household
 
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big | brother | household

Harriet tiptoed up the stairs trying to avoid waking the whole household. She didn’t mean to miss curfew, it was just that Jim was so insistent. Plus he’s a great kisser. Just as she reached her door, the unmistakable voice of her brother ruined her night, “You’re in Big Trouble!”

Gold | Red | Light
 
gold | red | light

He sighed as light glinted off the red-head's cum-wet lips. So many had doubted him, called his form of alchemy a hoax. However, he'd successfully converted common metal into gold—the woman at his feet was the proof. Few could transform a former nun into an insatiable slut so easily.

gun | smoke | western
 
gun | smoke | western

"This is a gun. So nobody move Or I will have to smoke you."

"Fuck, this is a holdup man, not some western, just get them to give you the goods."

"You, lady on the floor, fill this bag with everyone's phones. And do it naked."

"Now that's more like it."

Asparagus, lemming, aircraft.
 
asparagus, lemming, aircraft

He was hard from the moment the hot, plus-sized woman shaped like a lemming boarded the aircraft in first-class. But, as he watched her wet tongue and red lips devour each stalk of asparagus from her second onboard meal, only a napkin prevented his cock from spurting a mile high.

rocky | mountain | oysters
 
rocky | mountain | oysters
(I like them with a bit of hot sauce, by the way)

“Want to go again?”
She blew a puff of exhausted, satisfied air, “Absolutely; but what’s gotten into you?”
“I had oysters for lunch.”
She chuckled at the joke. Not to make a mountain out of a molehill, but their sex life was on rocky ground. Thanks to shellfish, not anymore.

spotted | dick | cake
 
Spotted dick cake

The blinds were pulled nearly all the way down, so the private dick crouched low to see. He spotted the bride-to-be on all fours on the bed, being pounded from behind by her sister’s husband. “She could have been eating cake at her wedding tomorrow”, he thought, snapping the photo.

Universal life pastor
 
universal | life | pastor

The pastor blushed as he spotted one dick-like appendage after the other pumping into the wet slits of the nearby trees. Leading a congregation of aliens was no cake-walk, but food and religion seemed universal to all life, even if they used different means to harvest sustenance from local vegetation.

crayons | coloring | book
 
Crayons | coloring | book

I set my book down, and observed the pink hues coloring the sky. My favorite time of the day, sunset, and my favorite place, by the beach. You’d think I’d be happy. But does a happy artist procrastinate over which of the crayons to use to depict his lover’s body?

Calendar | girl | picture
 
Calendar | girl | picture

Megan circled the date on the calendar with a purple crayon. She’d be 21 soon, fully transformed from girl to woman. She’d book her first appointment for nude pictures with that talent scout who had a thing for women with fair coloring—being an African Albino, she couldn't be any lighter.

shells | vote | spoken
 
shells | vote | spoken

Like hermit crabs without their shells, they each moved around the other in the weeks following the elections. Neither had spoken of the ballot or the way they had cast their vote, yet each silently wondered how they both were elected to the school board. Apparently, the town liked them.

contagious - frame - nerd
 
contagious - frame - nerd

The husband walked around the bedframe as if on eggshells as the bull penetrated her repeatedly. His goddess had spoken, had allowed him no vote, just a useless nerd invited to witness his wife's lust. He'd bask in the smell of her contagious heat, but wouldn't be allowed to partake.

weave | thread | spool
 
weave | thread | spool

Clotho’s nimble fingers worked sure as the thread of Andrew’s life began to weave from its spool, forming a tapestry of love with the young maiden before him. The two danced this first meeting, walking the path that the Immortal defined with her tangled threads. Lachesis waited with her ruler.

Saturn | stars | energy
 
Saturn | stars | energy

Saturn presented high against the night sky, his ring tight around his girth. Rhea had just begun to work her lunar energy, her mouth and tongue trailing repeated orbits of saliva around his rock hard mass until he shot forth a meteor shower of fallen stars all over her surface.

creative | suite | cloud
 
creative | suite | cloud

I dream of a house.
A mountain cabin on a foothill.
Old and worn, like all that makes me creative.
A suite where I can sit, think, dream.
Where I can watch the roll of a cloud, bend of the grass, the power of peace.
I dream of this house.

free + leave + time
 
free + leave + time

"Why do you keep bringing me here?" I asked him in trembling tears, but he just dimmed the lights as usual and rolled the footage of himself with women of all shapes and colors, submitting to his depravity.

"You've always known you're free to leave at any time," he smirked.

cannel ~ fleeting ~ pictures
 
cannel ~ fleeting ~ pictures

The erotic feeling of this tongue between her toes had been fleeting, but she’d captured his humiliation in photos. She was decades older now, her clients all but gone. Still, she’d flip through the pictures sometimes, to remember the days when owning him had made her burn hot as cannel.

body | skin | queen
 
body | skin | queen

“My husband will pay the ransom,” the queen begged.
Jack laughed, tasting her skin under her gown. “Oh, I know he will, your highness. I just take me own payment first.” He licked slowly and slid a finger in her.
That is when her body betrayed her, and she climaxed.

circus - giant - ring
 
circus - giant - ring

What a circus, Lila thought as she observed the men who had come for the event. With the poise of a lion-tamer, she entered the ring prepared. She'd take them all on at once, a whip in one hand and her giant pussy ready to be put through its paces.

weather | ask | return
 
weather | ask | return

Rebecca glanced out the window and noted the rain still coming down hard. “Come on, Becca,” Bill drawled as he spread out on the bed, “return that cute butt back to bed and quit worrying about the weather.” The odor of sex filled the air.

“Ask me nicely,” she replied.

camera | yellow | brainstorm
 
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