Fifty-Word Romance

There's a place where the distant past and the present meet. The insubstantial presence of a girl waits for you, and if you kiss her long enough she'll take physical form and in a trembling voice to tell you how to to completely make her real. She's here, find her.
 
Other Woman

She stirred her lukewarm coffee watching the door impatiently.

Entering the coffee shop he smiled at her bending to whisper three little words in her ear. No, not those words, those were already spoken.

A joyous smile lit her face and she took his hand.

It was their time now.
 
“This lifeboat is for women and children ONLY. You there – stay put. Come on, Lady, make up your mind, climb in or stay out, we don’t have all night.”

But they did have all night, they had all eternity, and the cold dark sea rose up and closed around them.
 
A True Polyamorous Love Story (1978--)

We seven were friends before we knew what sex was.
We were children playing with childish things.
But we heard the preacher's words.
We put away our childish things.
We knew, trusted and loved one another.
Is it a surprise we made love to one another?
Life couldn't be sweeter.

aka Jamie
 
Diamonds

“Motherfucker I hate you!”
“I love you despite your words.”
“You are a cheat. I am leaving you.”
“What about the kids, our home, the dog? I’ll make it up to you,” and he produced a diamond necklace.
“Love that necklace!” said Dianna at the school assembly later that night.
 
Stephanie

Her red hair caused me to look.
Her eyes caused me to stay.
Her hands caused me to harden.
Her ass caused me to cheat.
Her mouth caused me to cum.
Her backdoor caused me to lust.
Her pussy caused me to divorce.
Her lying heart caused me to kill.
 
We laid on the couch mesmerized by each other. Around us classmates partied.

I asked tenderly, “Are we going to finally do it?”

“I’m ready. Can you get rid of your roommate?”

Alone in my room I finally entered her vagina. We’re now a part of each other’s life forever.
 
Connie

Her mother leaned over serving me Thanksgiving turkey.
“Are you sleeping with her?”
I nodded yes.
“I knew it, the slut. Just like her sister.”
I looked at Connie across the family table laughing.
“We love each other,” I said.
Forgetting to add I was also sleeping with sister Joan
 
Dry Hump

She agreed to meet here
I tapped the bed for her to join me
Would she? She did. I kissed her.
I put my hand on her rump.
Her hips joined mine. I kissed her neck.
My knee between her legs.
She rode me hard and left a wet stain.
 
“I was a military brat and never had any friends. I’ve been lonely all my life,” she said as she pulled me into her.

She wanted me to love her and make her feel complete. I wanted to get laid so I selfishly used her. My cock never felt guilty.
 
"I'm too old for thigh boots."

"Nonsense, ma'am. You have lovely legs."

He gently wrapped the leather around her legs, holding her calves as he slowly zipped the boots up.

"Oh, my," she gasped. "They feel exquisite."

He gently caressed her shiny leg.

"I'll take them."

"Here's my card, ma'am."
 
Her red hair spread upon the bed like her redhaired pussy. dripping on the head of my cock poised upon her opening.

“I need you,” she said.

She moaned as my cock thrust into her balls deep.

“It feels so good. Fuck me like I have never been fucked before.”
 
Graves

We stood side by side looking at my wife’s grave next to her husband’s. Her hand slid into mine.

“You know they were lovers all the time we were married?” She asked.

“Yes, and so were we,” I replied.

“They’re dead. We’re alive. Come on. Back to bed for more.
 
Her car had broken down on the highway in the rain. I came to her aid.
“Thank you it’s a rental. I think it’s flooded.”
I tried. It wouldn’t start.
“You’re not driving anywhere tonight. Are you from out-of-town?”
“Yes.”
I smiled, “Do you need a place to stay?”
 
Here's my go at it,

"Our love is like a cigarette," he mused.
The cigarette went to his lips. He drew the smoke into his lungs. The tip glowed red then cooled to ash and crumbled onto the bedsheet.

"You're so full of shit," she laughed and curled her fingers into his chest.
 
The sun danced upon their nude skin as they softly made love during the afternoon picnic.

He teased her nipple. She slowly rolled his foreskin over the head.

"Do you think your husband will find out?"

"No"

"How can you be sure?"

"You are not the first."

We fucked again.
 
The Dancer

Her red hair twirled in the air as she spun around the dance floor. My fascination knew no bounds.

“May we dance,” I asked, and we moved as one. Her rapture was glowing as we spun around the floor, eyes locking into one another.

I leaned into her. “Care to dance with me upon another dance floor?”

The nearly imperceptible nod said yes.

We laid in my bed. Her body was lean and tight. Her breasts were dancer’s small, but her ass made audiences weep.

We made love relentlessly. Her lithe, dancer’s body moaning under my touch as she came.
 
Love Husbandry

"I will love you forever," I said to my bride.

"And I'll always be with you, right here by your side."

"But troubles appear where they're least wanted, so instead of an empty promise I'll add only this: I'll nurture and grow the love that we share."

And I did.
 
How It All Started

To get the full romantic effect you can imagine this couple repeating the following conversation on their honeymoon, when their kids are old enough to ask, when their grandkids are old enough to ask...

_____

"Remember?"

"You were lost."​

"You were wandering."

"You asked for directions."​

"You invited me in."

"You accepted."​

"You were kind."

"You were gentle."​

"The clouds parted."

"The sun came out."​

"Birds were singing."

"We danced."​

"We kissed."

"We said 'I do.'"​

"We said 'Forever.'"

"That's what I remember."​

"Me too."
 
We met at work. She looked hot in her Armani suit and liked my ass. We decided to date. It lasted a drink before heading to her place.

She was on her knees sucking my cock.

”I love your dick,” she said. Cum in my mouth right now.

I did.
 
To get the full romantic effect you can imagine this couple repeating the following conversation on their honeymoon, when their kids are old enough to ask, when their grandkids are old enough to ask...

_____

"Remember?"

"You were lost."​

"You were wandering."

"You asked for directions."​

"You invited me in."

"You accepted."​

"You were kind."

"You were gentle."​

"The clouds parted."

"The sun came out."​

"Birds were singing."

"We danced."​

"We kissed."

"We said 'I do.'"​

"We said 'Forever.'"

"That's what I remember."​

"Me too."

I'm floored. This is original and beautiful.
 
"If you will not do it for yourself, do it for me."
"Anything, for you, my love."
Heart breaking, she watched as he shriveled, losing joy, weight, and hair.
The chemotherapy was a curse for a cure.
She brushed her lips across his pale forehead, "live for me, my love."
 
When the vibrator touched her clit she bucked like a bronco, ripping the flimsy velcro off the cheap handcuffs on the bed frame. Her legs clamped together like alligator jaws, one knee clocking me in the face.

How do I explain this black eye tomorrow? Fuck it, I got mugged.
 
On Monday, she got the key from the real estate agent. The house had been empty and bare of furniture for a week.

She brought in the sleeping bag and the tangerines.

He parked down the block.

It rained.
 
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