Community Story: In the style of SeattleSmutWriter

[_MrStakhanovite]

Okay here are the rules: You post one sentence, with a 150 word limit. It has to relate to the sentence above yours. I’ll go first…




Jayme languidly rose from her margarine colored bed, and delicately tipped toed down stairs to fetch her morning coffee.

[_Blixa]

Okay here are the rules: You post one sentence, with a 150 word limit. It has to relate to the sentence above yours. I’ll go first…




Jayme languidly rose from her margarine colored bed, and delicately tipped toed down stairs to fetch her morning coffee.

She tripped down the stairs, two at a time on her deliciously arched, small feet, each toe of which was painted an iridescent ruby red.

[_Runtu]

She tripped down the stairs, two at a time on her delicately arched, small feet, each toe of which was painted an iridescent ruby red.

As she traipsed across the maple-and-oak flooring, her delicate nearly semitic nose apprehended the merest whiff of the delicious yet pungent aroma of the arabica beans she had so lovingly selected.

[_MrStakhanovite]

As she traipsed across the maple-and-oak flooring, her delicate nearly semitic nose apprehended the merest whiff of the delicious yet pungent aroma of the arabica beans she had so lovingly selected.

Her sea blue oculars swept along the granite countertops, as a slender and well manicured finger tapped lightly on the carved and sturdy surface looking for signs of earlier activity.

[_honorentheos]

The flashback that followed was irrepressible: she could SO beat Jill in gym class if she could just have those years back again.

[_Blixa]

But that didn't matter now because Jill was married to some unemployed ne'er do well, while, she, Jayme had bagged the biggest stud in the office, oh how it thrilled her from her tiny toes to the top of her slender build to think of ......him....and last night.

[_Runtu]

She gasped almost involuntarily, her nostrils flaring and her lightly covered breasts heaving ever so slightly as she rehearsed in her mind the dizzying array of sights, smells, tastes, and emotions of the night before when he had firmly yet gently kissed her, his mustache searing the kiss into her skin.

[_MrStakhanovite]

She gasped almost involuntarily, her nostrils flaring and her lightly covered breasts heaving ever so slightly as she rehearsed in her mind the dizzying array of sights, smells, tastes, and emotions of the night before when he had firmly yet gently kissed her, his mustache searing the kiss into her skin.

Lehi had always excited her, despite his lack of endowment, he moved with such a steady and purposeful grace, clean shaven with his midnight locks always perfectly styled.[

[_Blixa]

But, although he had always been clean shaven, since Lehi had grown that moustache it seemed to unleash something in him, almost as if it had transferred the prowess of the Biblical Samson into his loins.

[_Runtu]

"Sleep well?" he asked, his sturdy hands gently caressing the Royal Doulton china with the hand-painted periwinkle, his assertive nose framed by his prominent, chiseled cheekbones as he seductively sent his warm, fragrant breath into the cup, dispersing the tiny billows of aromatic steam.