Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

Everything about her was beautiful and classy.
When a grenade approached her, she got raunchy and brassy.
I walked up behind her , with a hand on her stocking
And i whisper let's go to my place before you coach turns back into a pumpkin.
Lucky for me, she said yes.

Welcome to the thread, drgon! I look forward to reading your lines!

■ His three words: Fan, monkey, coffee
 
Fan, monkey, coffee

She hadn't even had her first cup of coffee yet, and he was at it again. Hungrily, she received each pinioned thrust, despite her tender flesh. She loved that Frat guys became such insatiably horny monkeys when seduced by the professor who, with exposed garters and hose, fanned their libidos.

book ■ wait ■ observation
 
Book - wait - observation

He told his date, “We’re going to do this relationship by the book. We’re going to wait, not rush things, and let them happen as they may.”

She replied, “May I make an observation here? Your erection is tenting in your pants, and I know I’m dripping wet. Why wait?”

Cheese - level - conglomerate
 
Cheese - level - conglomerate

Alexah yawned, covering her mouth to show some level of decorum during the presentation.

"After the government completed its investigation, the conglomerate was forced to dissolve into a lot of individual companies."

The girl next to her whispered, "Wasn't like it was oil - They were selling cheese for pity's sake!"

chores - albatross - highway
 
I was too slow...

His conglomerate of published works may have made him a "big cheese" in certain circles, but his pretentiousness made his words wreak of the bitterness. How ironic, if after his level of success, he was just an insecure man with erectile dysfunction whose young wife was sleeping with his son.

■ Barefootgirl69's words: chores - albatross - highway
 
His conglomerate of published works may have made him a "big cheese" in certain circles, but his pretentiousness made his words wreak of the bitterness. How ironic, if after his level of success, he was just an insecure man with erectile dysfunction whose young wife was sleeping with his son.

■ Barefootgirl69's words: chores - albatross - highway

But, I LOVE yours!!!
 
chores - albatross - highway

He strained within his cage as he watched her recline naked in her high-heels. Her mandated chastity was an albatross that bound him to her: she held the key. Once he'd done his chores, she'd release him. It had to be her way…or the highway, with no sex at all.

hollow ■ unholy ■ bound
 
Hollow - unholy - bound

The gods wouldn’t like the unholy alliance she was suggesting. Truthfully, it left him with a hollow feeling. But her need was desperate, and he felt bound by duty and honor to assist, so he agreed.

She would eat the cream filling of the Oreo, and he the chocolate cookies.

Witch - canopy - discard
 
witch - canopy - discard

Under a canopy of stars, the head witch led her coven, reciting the words of the incantation. The man who lay bound in the pentagram's center moaned as the priestess rode him and invoked her sex magic. They'd take his heart and discard of his body, but he'd die happy.

market ◾bowling ◾raffle
 
market*bowling*raffle

I was headed to the market to by some grub.
When a girl walked up that I used to love.
She said you wanna go bowl
I said Don't cha know.
I looked up to the stars above
and said I won the raffle.
Before she clobbered in the junk.


Junk*magazine*Sprite
 
Junk - magazine - Sprite

The debate was vicious, pitting Martha Collins, the brilliant conservative, against Will Jenson, the equally brilliant progressive. Sipping her Sprite, Collins waved a magazine and crowed, “junk science, you fuzzy-headed liberal!” After the debate, as they lay in their secretly shared hotel room she rode him hard. Tonight, she’d won; tomorrow, they’d see.

robot - crane - pumpkin
 
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Robot - crane - pumpkin

She had spied the pumpkin in the crane arcade machine, but her boyfriend didn’t care. So I’d be her hero and win it!

With robot-like precision, I maneuvered the claw and snatched it! Without even a smile, she grabbed it from me and went to her boyfriend.

I hate girls……

inflation - calcium - party
 
Inflation, calcium, party.

He blamed inflation for the rising price of bottled calcium tablets. Oh well, it’s DIY he thought; back to the good old days. He got ready for the Halloween party. Knife, check, Saw, check. Yes, it would be good to do some gnawing anyway and Fido would like it too.

Water, skeleton, erect
 
Water, skeleton, erect

One would suspect that the school of architecture to be epic. Grand stairwells one would erect surrounding water features or Gothic sculptures.
Instead it was a skeleton of pillars occasionally enhanced by cinder blocks and cork board.
The only gothic image, a flyer for DJ GigaDarker spinning This Friday Night.

Three - Magic - Number
 
Holy-saint-soul

Bernadette knelt, gripped her hands together, and prayed Saint Agnus. She readied herself, knowing the boy’s soul needed to be saved. If she didn’t give herself up, they would be corrupting some other girl that deserved purity. Bernadette was doing holy work.

That, and she liked it up the ass.

bliss - hope - vision
 
bliss - hope - vision

His vision blurred from the pain/pleasure dichotomy her touch invoked. As the sensations roiled in his brain—each conflicting and amplifying the other every time her whip landed—he hoped the bliss would never end, that his safe word would elude him a little longer than the last time.

mustard ■ notebook ■ peel
 
Mustard - notebook - peel

Her little sisters found her diary.

“I can’t believe it was the mustard colored notebook!” said one.

“Let’s look and see what is says!” cried the other.

“Oh my god - look where she puts a banana!” screamed the first one.

“Do you peel it before you put it there?”

Hockey - liquor - design
 
Here's my Mustard - Notebook - Peel!

"Put this in your notebook, Keith. The only way to eat a Pretzel is with mustard on it." She shook the bottle vigorously. I was too busy watching her boobs bounce to see the cap fly off and it splatter on the ceiling. It would take days to peel off.

Hockey - liquor - design
 
It was designed to be the perfect plan. She would ply him with liquor and then while he watched hockey on television, she would slide in and get what she wanted from him.

It all went according to plan except she got fucked instead of money out of his wallet. ;)


Costume, blanket, stuffed
 

Costume, blanket, stuffed


"Why do I have to wear a costume?" she asked. She didn't want to wear a costume. She wanted to hide under a blanket all night by herself.

But she had to go to work.

Fortunately she had an old outfit. At least she got stuffed a month before Thanksgiving. :D

Vampire - Celebrity - Orgy
 
Vampire - celebrity - orgy

“Being a celebrity means you get special perks,” said the star on the late night talk show. “Being invited to the occasional orgy isn’t all that unusual. But the groupies…well, let me put it this way – crazed fans with iPhones are as thirsty as a vampire at a blood bank!”

Scrub - dispenser - cranberry
 
Scrub - dispenser - cranberry

Mary stood by the soap dispenser in disgust. She was attempting to scrub the cranberry stain out. She was resigned to waiting until she got home to use laundry detergent and vinegar. Meanwhile, she took her scarf from her neck and wrapped it around her waist to cover the spot.

Blasphemy – handkerchief - silhouette
 
Blasphemy - handkerchief - silhouette

He could see her nude silhouette against the sunset – her perfect breasts, her rounded ass…he knew the sexual gods would cry “blasphemy” if he left now, but what else could he do? He loved her too much to hurt her. Wiping a tear with his handkerchief, he slipped quietly away.

Cavity - slogan - desire
 
Peanuts-husband-query

It was funny the way Joyce's husband seemed to laugh harder at the Peanuts comic than normal lately. It may have had to do with the fact that they roleplayed at Charlie Brown and Lucy. Except that instead of a nickel, her query was rewarded with a good hard fuck.


Cream-baking-Cadillac
 
Cream - baking - Cadillac

A cream colored ’67 Cadillac DeVille Convertible, his grandmother’s special glass baking dish, and a lifetime full of good memories – that’s what he had left after the divorce. It was the Cadillac’s fault – that car was always a chick magnet. Unfortunately, it had attracted one too many…one too many.

Heart - donkey - star
 
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