Just one Line.

[NuclearFairy]

I curled up in bed, watching the little white kitten curled up on top of the bright pink monkey, and we both drifted off to the steady, soothing sound of a mechanical heart.

 

[ADirtyPerv]

I could almost hear the dissatisfied sigh through the imperfect soundproofing, could almost hear him grumbling before the familiar bass line rumbled out. It was his go-to, to clear his mind -- a palate cleanser.

He described it as “The Imperial March, but slutty.”

 

[Actingup]

I'm not sure if she was being original, but a one-liner from a friend cracked me up this morning. She was telling me that she and her partner had just started painting the house.

"You're doing it yourself?" I asked.
"Oh no, we're not those kinds of lesbians...'

 

[LegendInMyOwnMind]

Another excerpt:

We came to her final moment as a virgin. I put the head of my dick next to her entrance. "Lauren, I can see your answer in your eyes, but I need to hear it from your lips. Do you want me to be inside you?"

Her answer was a simple, "Yes." The fire in her eyes blazed so brightly it nearly blinded me.

 

[LegendInMyOwnMind]

A more humorous excerpt from the morning after the first time.

Mom didn't know the half of it, and I vowed she never would. If she found out, I feared what she would do. Probably try to send Lauren to a convent, though we weren’t Catholic. As for me, I might come out alive with my genitals intact, and I might not.

 

[calmlikeabomb]

From a story I hope to publish over the next couple of weeks:

Until the bitch wife betrayed him. Now, he was stuck in this godforsaken mansion, with godawful internet, while his wife took selfies with Donald Duck.

Everything was unfair.

 

[YmaOHyd]

I’ve sat on this bench before, many times. I rest my eyes on the river flowing by, and on the wood-and-steel obelisk that rises ten feet from the grass. The pillar opens into the Africanized face of Janus, framed by green glass. I’ve never walked to the other side to see if, like Janus, he has two faces. With this one, I suppose, he watches us come and go. Perhaps with the other he gazes upon the endless rolling of the river, the thaws and floods of spring and the ice of winter.

If he has another face.

Maybe I should get up and check. It’s the last time I’ll walk this way, I think. Another of those things that must end so something new can begin. But maybe I’m happier preserving the mystery.

I have no idea where this is going or what it means, but I like that I wrote it.

 

[Actingup]

A fit, powerful man in a suit had come out of the study and was staring at me. Dung Hà himself, of course; just my luck. This could either be a powerful networking opportunity, or a quick Putin-style defenestration to liven up the party.

from a just submitted story in my 'Jade' series.

 

[redgarters]

Have had my nose buried in my Valentines story for a while now. This is the mood that comp is going for, right?

Everything about Valentine’s week hurt now. I saw it everywhere, drugstore candy aisles, radio ads about roses, grocery stores full of heart balloons and heart chocolate boxes and just fucking hearts everywhere.

 

[lovecraft68]

"If you don't make this right I promise you two things. That you'll never forget her name for what you did to her, and you'll never forget mine for what I'm going to do to you."

 

[YmaOHyd]

“Which floor?” he asked.

“Whichever floor your room is on,” I said. “I have to get my wingman home safe. He’s all drunk.”

“I’m not,” he protested. “You are.”

“No I’m wasn’t. Aren’t. Not! No I’m not. Not drunk.”

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

I’ve been both of them so many times when I was younger.

So glad there was no social media back then.

 

[Rob_Royale]

From my current WIP, The Hardick's of Pornville.

If she couldn’t get her way with a smile, she tried a kiss, and when that failed, a blowjob nearly always got the job done.

 

[lovecraft68]

From my long-time bucket list-and completely self-indulgent-HP Lovecraft meets smut series

“Our natural order is stolen time, and they will reclaim it when they’re ready. In the meantime, books like the Necronomicon, De Vermis Mysteriis, The Book of Eibon, and so many more continue to influence people and wreak minor levels of havoc, but they are but a shadow of themselves without their master’s presence. When the old ones return? Their full power will be unleashed because it will be beings not of this world wielding those spells and performing horrific sacrifices to open Earth and what will spill forth to consume us are nightmares not even Bosch could paint or Dante and Milton could describe.”

 

[PennyThompson]

Possible opening lines from kind of a weird one that got into my brain over the weekend...

"Her sharp triangular teeth interlocked tightly in her oversized grin, and when she laughed, or yawned, or moaned in pleasure, you could catch glimpses of the second and third rows peeking out from behind the front. When we first met she told me to call her Evelyn, and said her real name was infrasonic and would not be fully audible to my ears."

 

[BobbyBrandt]

Cile walked behind the couch to stand behind where Katie sat. Tyler couldn’t help but laugh when he heard Cile whisper in Katie’s ear, “The next time you want to launch a roundhouse kick while wearing a dress, maybe you should put some underwear on first.”

 

[NuclearFairy]

From a work in progress:

As the door swung shut behind Babe, the baker grumbled, “But Mike always tells me ta shut up.”

 

[MillieDynamite]

From the opening of Vengeance is Mine.

“I want to help you.” Doctor Proctor put on her most sympathetic face.

“I don’t believe that is a truthful statement ... you know, it’s my profession to sniff out liars.” Opening the door, she hesitated. “You, Doctor, are a liar. I shan’t be back. Bill me whatever you think your time has been worth,” Elizabeth told her, closing the door.

 

[NuclearFairy]

“Mmmm,” she purred out, wiggling her butt at him before throatily replying, “As okay as a ripe peach in cream.”

 

[MarriedCuriousSwitch]

She was liking this idea, knowing she would be played with.

 

[YmaOHyd]

A short time can feel like a long time when you’re thirteen.

A flashback to the FMC in the superintendant's office at a boarding school for fine young hoodlums.

 

[NuclearFairy]

With that smile, the remains of his common sense took a flying leap into the fire.

 

[MrPixel]

"Emily? A walking-talking lollipop. She is so sweet and so lickable!"

 

[SerenaSteeleMonroe]

Spying the plastic wear, I pick up the knife and run my finger across the serrated edge.

It’d work on butter, but not his neck.

Bursting into laughter, I observe that it doesn’t disturb his slumber. There is boredom building. It’s one of those tiresome starts to an uneventful weekend. The kind of bland that straightens my blonde curls, makes my nerves jump, and brain fry with anger. On nights like this, we end up in fights.

 

[NuclearFairy]

Spying the plastic wear, I pick up the knife and run my finger across the serrated edge.

It’d work on butter, but not his neck.

Bursting into laughter, I observe that it doesn’t disturb his slumber. There is boredom building. It’s one of those tiresome starts to an uneventful weekend. The kind of bland that straightens my blonde curls, makes my nerves jump, and brain fry with anger. On nights like this, we end up in fights.

I've actually found that plastic butter knives are far more likely to cut through skin than a metal one.