Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

grass | weeds | mulch

I prefer my ginger to be shaved, not sloppy mulch.
Basil to be fried to bring out its essence.
Lemon grass beaten across the cutting board.
Garlic pressed, never chopped.
She tells me I’m deep in the weeds when I cook; but variety isn’t the spice of life – aromatics are.

Lemon | Ice | Tea
 
Lemon | Ice | Tea

The schoolmarm slowly pulsed her hips and moaned as she held her tea, but her expression otherwise remained as still as an ice-ladened pond. No one would've suspected the mayor's wife was beneath her skirts, sucking on the nub nested amidst her lemon-scented pubic hair. Impressively, nary a drop spilled.

dirty | seed | mound
 
At every step her better judgment had succumbed to dirty thoughts. She lifted her chin to peer down the space between their bodies and behold his sac, ripe and plump with seed, suspended behind his bare shaft. Then it dipped, disappeared below her mound and there was no turning back.

baize ~ cruel ~ gauntlet
 
"Yellow in the top right," she settled over her cue, over the baize. He looked at her crouched form. "Before you pot this and win, don't you think it's a bit cruel?"

"Simply a reward for your infidelity. Now remove the gauntlet and the rest of your clothes and bend over."

Rouge, electric, salmon
 
He sighed deeply as her rouge colored lips felt electric as they glided effortlessly over the salmon hued glands of his throbbing manhood.

Blue, balls, breathless
 
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Blue, balls, breathless

All eyes were glued on the local Champ's curving bowling ball as it sailed towards the pins, his final attempt at a perfect game. No one witnessed the blue-haired waitress who kneeled before her favorite customer, gagging and breathless, as she supplied superb customer service on his meaty big tip.

motor | oil | engineered
 
Motor - Oil - Engineered

She was a motorhead. I had engineered this little surprise just for her. I had placed a blanket over the open engine compartment of her car. She giggled as she stripped.

“Spread your legs! I need to check your motor oil with my dipstick!”

She came before I touched her.

Air - Conditioned - Comfort
 
Air - Conditioned - Comfort

His cock was hard against his belly despite the cold air. Even though she suffered hot flashes, he'd been allowed to leave on his jeans. Besides, he'd find comfort soon enough, plunged womb-deep within her wet inferno. His military experience had conditioned him to stay strong, even in extreme heat.

sun | particles | dust
 
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sun | particles | dust


“Shhh.”

The sun fell slanting across the floor and up the far wall, slashing across her nude body on its way. She was smirking with her finger pressed to her lips in the dry air of the shed, with the dust particles dancing between them. He swallowed.

“Wouldn’t want my sister to hear...”

Cheer | garden | silence
 
Cheer | garden | silence

“At least you will keep this veritable garden,” spoke Satan in good cheer as he rubbed Eve's thickly covered mound. He was moments from slithering into and plundering her dark, wet hole before Adam. Half-eaten apples lay discarded beside them as Eve’s cries of pleasure echoed within the eerie silence.

rug | vacuum | sucking
 
rug | vacuum | sucking

She tugged fruitlessly on his member kneeling at his feet, “I’m getting rug burns.”
“Just, just wait … it’s coming,”
“Finally.”
He grumped, “you are sucking the fun out of this.” Still he grew in her hands.
She doubled her efforts; the things she does to get him to vacuum.

foot | ball | goal (happy World Cup y'all)
 
Why me Lord


Unaware of her goal, I'm trapped as her foot creeps up my leg and rubs againt my left ball through the thin material of my Speedos.. I thought the sign Come Join The Cougers was a nature exhibit. Being young and naive I'm easy pray.
 
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why me Lord

Why?

Because I say so. Don't make me ask again.

Please Lord it looks so big. I fear I could never...

You will know the meaning of fear if you do not.

And this will fit?

You will see. Do it. NOW.

I am filled with your spirit.

Yes. YES.

cauliflower, rummage, neck.
 
It had been quite some time since he had been down in this neck of the woods. Fondly he recalled that previous encounter when that albino girl had allowed his hand to rummage through her underpants and then how once he had removed them, her bush had resembled a cauliflower.

taupe, chicane, leathery

( my 100th post :eek: )
 
taupe, chicane, leathery

She tied a taupe band around his cock which served as a chicane, slowing the fluids rushing into his darkening shaft. It was long nails ran lightly over the leathery skin of his balls that bucked his hips upward. He desperately sought a release that she knew would not come.

possession | penalty | pass
 
possession | penalty | pass

You must pass on the high road, though she unwittingly tempts.
Her cheerleader smile, braids, and skirt all take possession of your willpower.
You look away, lest you be judged a pervert.
But when she bends down, shows her panties … gentlewomen of the jury, the view is worth the penalty.

card | box | messy
 
Card - box - messy

The card said she would be hidden in a box, behind the tree. With great anticipation, he found it, and as he gradually opened it, she jumped out, and proceeded to give him tons of messy licks about his hands and face! She was insatiable!

He always wanted a puppy!

Trigger - signal - green
 
Trigger - signal - green

Hunger was the trigger that made her stare at his swelling sausage and berries encased in his briefs. Her innards protested, a clear signal that it was time she do something about it. Hardly green, she didn't know how to cook, but she did know well how to handle cock.

flesh | milky | spurting
 
flesh | milky | spurting

Chilean Sea Bass.
Maybe not the most sustainable of fish, but chefs love them for their milky oily textures. Soaked in a nice mango sauce, it is practically spurting with flavors.
Best way to catch it is with a diamond head jig, with squid strips hooked through their fleshy sides.

Up | Side | Head
 
This way up, it said on the side of the crate he found on the porch after work. He looked at the various writing and then struggled to get it indoors. On opening it, he found a multi-lingual guide and immediately turned to "sex robot instructions for giving head."

Passage, dark, midnight.
 
She tip toed through the passage as silently as she could. Letting the dark conceal her naked body as she made her way outside the house. The warm midnight summer air beckoned her to come. She needed to feel it dance over every inch of her bare flesh and soul.

Concoction

Conquistador

Contemplate
 
She tip toed through the passage as silently as she could. Letting the dark conceal her naked body as she made her way outside the house. The warm midnight summer air beckoned her to come. She needed to feel it dance over every inch of her bare flesh and soul.

Concoction

Conquistador

Contemplate
Very deep :)
 
concoction | conquistador | contemplating

A concoction made specially for tonight was kept for the conquistador's mistress.

She entered the room dressed in full red corset and laced stockings; her heels making the most sensual tap sounds across the wooden flooring. Her master is waiting patiently for her by the window, contemplating at her beauty.

affair | genuiness | betrayal
 
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affair | genuiness | betrayal

Betrayal! No, not that, it could not be. The reputed affair of her husband could not be a fact. The genuiness (if that was even a word) of her marriage had been all that had kept her going these last ten years. Why has the pool boy never told her of this before?

LLAMA , CUP-HOLDER , MEATUS
 
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