Just one Line.

[norafares]

Damn, that's good

Thank you

 

[alexgriffin74]

"You are barely over your own climax as you look down and see my face contorted in ecstasy and smiling, you rock your hips a few more times and grip my spurting manhood with your deft muscles, milking every drop from me."

 

[anthrodisiac]

“Hot mammal dick. Nice and toasty,” she sighed. “Babe, you want a turn?”

 

[NuclearFairy]

Hester finally loosened her hold, allowing Lisa to pull her face out of her student’s chest and gasp for air as Hester let out a frantic, “Sorry sensei!”

 

[Erozetta]

Definitely more than one line, but I really like this moment in my most recent story:

"I don't want to fuck you," I mumbled.

He nodded. "Yeah, I kinda thought..."

My finger slid beneath his chin and lifted his face so I could look into his eyes. "I want you to fuck me, L'douche."

He scowled. "Calling me L'douche doesn't really make it seem like you want..."

I put my finger over his lips and arched an eyebrow. "Listen to what I'm saying. I want you to fuck me. I want to want to hate you while you fuck me. But I don't hate you. I just want to. Like I want you. And I want to keep calling you L'douche, because I want to be angry at you all the time, even when I'm happy."

"So you..." his wording was muffled behind my finger, and I tapped it against his lips as I scowled.

He really wasn't getting it. "Would you please just play into this for me and pretend to hate me while I pretend to hate you as we fuck?"

He nodded.

"Thank you." I admit that was a little condescending, but it certainly seemed to do the trick.

 

[Rob_Royale]

From my current WIP, From Avalon with Love

The first time Lancelot set eyes upon Antiope, he thought of his father. Not for any physical resemblance, far from that, but for something Ban would occasionally say about a person who seemed decidedly formidable. “There, my son, stands someone not to fuck about with.”

 

[Rob_Royale]

"You can drop this and walk out," Mark's hands were as steady as his voice as he held them up in a disarming gesture. "Or test me and get carried out."

That brings back a memory or two. I like it.

 

[NuclearFairy]

This one is from My Devil, My Angel. Second to last line of this short story, and the only description of the MC offered. =P

With nary a backwards look, and my now red hair shifting and drifting with a life of its own, I strode on out of that seedy bar.

 

[anthrodisiac]

Chapter 6's lizard threesome is moving along!

Vim’s tongue flicked up to clean her eye. Right, no eyelids. Weird… No — focus.

Also, dumb (even the MC told me it was dumb, which says a lot), I might take it out.

Here were two women, waiting for me to tell them how I wanted to have sex with them, to take charge, be direct. What did I want? What did my lizard brain — heh… stupid — want?

 

[anthrodisiac]

The two were a well oiled machine. Certainly a well lubricated at this point.

 

[NuclearFairy]

Larry’s glare moved to Harry’s face, and as he tried to swoop in for a kiss she grimly warned him, “Anything goes in my mouth, I’m eating it.”

 

[txblush]

His strength and wisdom carried me through the inferno of a war, I did not start that is centuries old, sir.

 

[anthrodisiac]

Oh man, this Lit convention story is gonna be... Yeah...

“No. Not soothing at all! This is bull****.” He blinked, cleared his throat. “****. ****... Mother****er! Are you bleeping me?!”

 

[norafares]

Because even the hearts of lions are vulnerable when exposed.

 

[SimonDoom]

"Tim," Mom said at last, "I'm a hucow. Or, at least, I'm trying to be one."

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

Cheating with two lines, but the response is the payoff. From a mature story yet to be written;

“Honestly no, Carie, you don’t make want to be a better man. What you do is make me wish I was thirty years younger.”
Smiling coyly, she bit her bottom lip, “I can work with that.”

 

[Limnophile]

"His outrageous sex drive is dangerous, like a wild animal; or worse yet, a college frat boy!” From my story 'Lollibots', which cannot be published on Lit.

No offense meant to all the students out there. I did attended college myself, several eons ago.

 

[anthrodisiac]

Text from the MC's next hookup:

Hey its Moko! I’m looking forward to next saturday. No nutting til then

 

[NoTalentHack]

The morning after their first night together and some very unsafe sex:

"So, how do you like your eggs?"

"Fertilized, apparently."

 

[designatedvictim]

I know, more than one line, but... (from a WIP potential follow-up to Figure Study with my Sister)

“Tonight will definitely be added to my list of great ‘Remember When…?’ stories to trot out when we're in the Old Folks Home,” Rie said to both of us as we relaxed.

“’Remember the first time you came while impaled on your brother?’” Rie said exuberantly.

“Good times,” she added. “Good times.”

Rie stretched a bit to kiss Jo on the cheek, then looked at both of us with a grin. “Clearly, I’m taking all this forbidden knowledge to my grave with me. That doesn’t mean I can’t toss it back at either – or both – of you, as the whim strikes."

 

[NuclearFairy]

Catching sight of Steve sitting cross-legged on the floor, completely enthralled by the little kid show, George furrowed his brow in confusion and wondered if the show was more entertaining than he’d thought.

 

[anthrodisiac]

From the transgender/transformation WIP I've jumped back into. Yep, going back to TF roots, baby! (Not that anyone here knew I used to be a TF smut writer, but there you go.)

High points for irony. Low points for widespread metastases.

 

[SomaSlave]

From a story I’ve finally resumed (getting ready to submit this part of the story).

And at this moment, I want nothing more than for his lips never to leave mine, for his tongue to conquer my mouth forever, for my mind to stop thinking and to enjoy being owned completely.

 

[ElegantFilth]

From a dialog-driven story I'm wrapping up

"I mean, it was pretty much what had to be done," I explained. "She basically had a disco up her ass, and so I just went to where the party was."

 

[spiralholly]

"I fell in love with Gerald on the day your brother was born. Up until then he was just a practical solution. He looked down on his son, he looked up at me, and I could tell just how happy, how proud, how grateful he was. That was when I was sure that he was committed to the long haul. And I realized that his expressions hadn't changed- he'd always looked at me like that. I just hadn't trusted it."