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FFF – Charged

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday Challenge
from Advizor54.  Pop over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers made of this photo!  
Key word: Charged
Word limit: 160 +10 for every orgasm you helped with this week 
Extra credit: Tell us how you earned your extra words


“Is that thing charged up?”  he asked.
“Yes… finally!” she replied. 
“When should I start?”
“Now would be a good time… oh!” 
“Okay, got it.”
“Thanks!  Let me up…I want to see.”
“I took quite a few.”
“Ooh!  This one… it’s perfect! Send that one!” 
“What are you going to do with it?” 
“Post it to Facebook… ‘by mistake.’”
“No way!”
“Way! Ha ha!” 
“Sure he’ll see it?”
“Oh yes… he has that… what do they call it now?  Special friends… pings him every time I post.” 
“Think it will work?”
“I hope so.” 
“Cross my fingers for you.”
“You don’t mind.. me showing off your chest?”
“Nah… it’s fine. Don’t tag me, okay?”
“Ha ha… no problem.”
“He’s not going to beat me up, right?”
“Nope.  Not his thing.”
“Hang on… I need to…” 
“What?” 
“Kiss you.”
“Right now?”
“Yes.”
“Just kiss?” 
“Well… no.” 
“Ha ha… better get started then!” 
“Maybe a few more photos… for me.”

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FFF – Hazy

Here is this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54: 

Word Limit = 300 words

Key Phrase = hazy

Extra Credit = Figure out who’s taking the picture, or, tell us where the husband is. 

Please pop over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers wrote!  



I don’t get stage fright.  No, sir.  Not me.  I’m an old hand at this acting stuff.  I eat a banana, I read over my script.  I hum the songs.  I am not nervous.  Except for the last 10 minutes before curtain.  And it’s not nerves, I’m just…antsy.  I’m ready to go and it’s not time yet and why can’t it just start already, you know?  It’s the last night of the run… I should be over this after six performances.  

So I decided to take a few photos in the Green Room.  Catch people changing into their costumes, doing their make-up, lounging around, and making out!  

It’s so fun to see who hooks up back stage.  Last show, it was Fred and Amy.  Everyone got an eyeful when we came off stage and they’d lost track of time.  He has such a nice ass! We had a debate about whether they did it on purpose to make their love scene look hotter.  She certainly looked freshly fucked!  The director told them to go someplace else in the theater if they’re going to get all frisky.  

This time, Amy has chosen Rachel!  Amy likes to smoke so she goes up into the balcony lounge.  It’s gross… can’t imagine her doing that to her throat right before the show!  It gets all hazy up there, but I decided to see what was up.  I was worried they’d toss me out if they saw me snapping pics, but Rachel was really showing off her assets.  And Amy was relaxing in her favorite way.  They were teasing the new guy.  Yum.  Maybe I can get a photo of them mashing on each other at intermission.  Hee hee.  I shouldn’t show those to you, but what the heck?  You won’t tell anyone, right?  


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FFF – Light





                          Flash Fiction Friday Challenge from Advizor54
                          Word = Dark or light (but not both in the same piece)
                          Word Length = 300 for 1, 150 for 2, or 75 for 3
                          Extra Credit = Where did she go to college?



I was late for work… took too long in the shower fantasizing about that sexy blogger… again. Ooof… his posts set me off every time!  This time it was about light bondage… not my thing but still hot to read about.  Thank goodness for pulsating shower heads!  

I usually leave before the sun comes up, but light was pouring in through the bedroom window as I threw on my clothes and searched for my boots.  

There were muffled voices from the room next door.  My roommate was usually long gone to the office.  Hunh.  She wasn’t in when I got home last night… maybe she had company?  She was meeting a guy she’d found online… I was very curious to hear how that went.  The sounds were a sort of answer if he was still here.  How wonderful!  

I had a steady boyfriend and wanted her to find someone so we could double-date and she could be as happy as I am!  Greg had been so good to me lately… I think he’s going to ask me to marry him.  She hadn’t been on a date since we graduated from Rhode Island School of Design three years ago.  She said she was too busy getting over that graphic artist from Charlestown and starting her own interior design business.  Our friends fixed her up but she didn’t like any of them.  I wonder what made this guy different?  

I picked up my boots and planned to tiptoe past her door, but it was open!  I was transfixed by the sight of my room mate blindfolded… nearly naked and… my boyfriend sitting on her back!  Tying her ankles!  WTF?  I hurried down the hall and out to my car.  I sat shaking… Everything began to make much more sense!  


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FFF – Frantic

This week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54 
Key Word:  Frantic
Word Limit:  234
Extra Credit:  Involve something from quantum theory or Martha Stewart’s latest cookbook.

 Click over to “Free Advice is worth what you pay for it” to see what he and others wrote! 
If the photo speaks to you, join in!  

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I adore running – early morning air burning my lungs, muscles stretching, 
the beauty of the sunrise… and being with other runners, pacing each other.  
Sometimes I flirt. I never carry through, but I like letting her know that I 
notice her womanly charms and if things were different, I’d find a soft spot 
and ravage her!  
Sarah is a serious athlete.  But sometimes… she has wild ideas and I can’t 
resist joining in.  It’s a hot summer morning – even the first rays of the sun 
baking us.  She got this twinkle in her eye and said, “Let’s run naked!”  I 
chuckled and hardened at the thought of seeing her lithe body in all its glory.  
She winked, peeling off her fashionable top, daring me to join her.  
“There’s the tunnel… it’ll be cool and dark.  Let’s leave our clothes, run to 
the end and back!  No one is around!”  She was bare as she finished her 
entreaty.  I gawked, realizing I had to man up.  I tossed my clothes on the
pile.  She took off yelling, “Race you!”
It was exhilarating, the air rushing over my man bits, her gorgeous backside 
ahead.  I was frantic, worrying about cars, that it might be cops!  But I kept 
following her amazing ass.  As we reached the far end she called back over 
her shoulder, “Catch me and kiss me!”  Best incentive ever!
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FFF – Altered

Advizor54 says, “We will keep it simple and weird this week.”

Word Limit – 312

Key Phrase – altered

Extra Credit – Give them all names.




Man… what a night!  I finally got to that club in South Beach… you know the one.  So many gorgeous women!  Not one, but two of them took a shine to me.  They told me their names… something like Dixie and Trixie… I can’t remember now.  I said mine was Dominic… close enough.  

I went back to my room alone and dreamed we had a lot of fun.  I remember every minute of that dream, even in my altered state.  

They took off my clothes, saying very nice things about my body as they went, then let me watch them help each other out of theirs.  They teased me – one around my face and one lower down.  Lord have mercy!  They played country hick chicks, but they knew how to make a man happy!  Hour after hour… kissing, touching, licking, sucking, fucking… yowza.  I used up every condom in my kit.  They wore me out!  

I woke up at 5:30 am as usual.  I glanced over and there were two women!  Uh oh… how much had I dreamed?  I tossed on my shirt and went out on the balcony to enjoy the morning sun before it got too hot.  I sipped my favorite scotch – Lagavulin 16 – puffing on a Monte Cristo, wondering how I got so lucky.  

The ladies stirred…shower time!  Maybe I could interest one or both ladies in washing my back… for a start.  I turned to go in and fooom!  They were smacking each other with pillows, shouting and giggling.  

“He liked me the best!  He screamed when…” the one shouted.

“Nunh Ah,” the other replied.  “He purred when I was…”

“Ladies!  Please!  There’s enough of me to go around!” I pointed out, chuckling.  

They whacked me… feathers and hilarity ensued as I landed on the bed.  They began to work their magic again. 
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FFF – Invitation

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge from Advizor54
Required Phrase:  Invitation

Word Limit:  300 words
A blogger invited me to lunch. I’m not going.  No.  She’s in town to see another man. It makes sense –  I don’t cheat – but… it stings.  Lunch is a good offer – not just coffee, something special.  But not dinner.  No chance in the darkness to…anyway… I get too nervous.  But I’ve never seen her face, even after all this time together online.  I’ve seen many parts of her body in her blog, heard her voice, read reams of her writing – time to put it all together.  Worth an hour.  

She was at a back corner table, gave me a quick hug and backed off but not before I could get a big dose of her incredible chest!  This could be trouble.  We talked easily.  She held my hand when the stories got tough.  We laughed and laughed, dishing about fellow bloggers.  She spoke just as she writes, perhaps a bit bawdier!  It was so amazing not to filter… she knows my secret. And I know hers.  

Too soon, I walked her to her car, parked around back.  She reached for one last hug.  I pressed her against the car. She settled into me.  Finally she stirred; I had this intense feeling of panic and loss and chemistry.  I grabbed her hair. She beamed and I kissed her – deep, fierce… tongues, teeth.  She squeezed my ass and snaked the other hand between us to rub my bulging cock.  I rolled my hips, twisting her nipple until she trembled and moaned into my mouth.

I stared, panting.  “You should let go.”

“You should get in,” she cooed.

“You know I won’t…” I answered.  She kissed me on the nose and opened the back door, motioning to the huge back seat.

“I know you will,” she replied.  She removed her dress, revealing the “lucky black bra” and stunning cleavage men all over the world drool over on the internet.  A couple of steps and I could bury my face in it.  She wiggled her eyebrows and winked!  Sassy girl! I accepted her invitation.

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FFF – New Year

“…But what will it say to the Average Joe? Will it make him to go see it?” my boss asked as we sat around a conference table with the promotions team for the new spy thriller.  

“He’s about to rescue another damsel in distress!” shouted the ad sales guy who had picked out the photo projected on the screen.  

“She’s an assassin and he’s leaving her behind to die,” added the graphic designer who  preferred drawings to photos.   “Look at her shoes!”

“There’s something kinky about the chain… don’t know if legal will go for it,” piped up the boss again.  

“What?” the graphic designer asked.  “It’s already in the movie.”

“Oh, you know… um… never mind.  He’s always been into hints of salacious stuff,” the boss backed off.   I coughed to stifle a giggle.  I felt a hand on my leg… squeezing, stroking higher and higher under my skirt.  I turned to look into the beautiful eyes of the layout artist.  He winked.  

“I need to see it with the text before I can decide,” he added.  He had a thing for fonts.  

“But is it worth it, to pay for the set up?  I don’t even like it that much,” the boss sighed.  “It doesn’t show the actor they paid millions to attract people.”  

“We need to be fresh, not so literal,” the ad sales guy replied.  “Everyone knows who is starring in this,” he pointed out.  “Make people wonder what he’s up to.”

The boss looked out the window, never a good sign.  It was his attempt to look deep in thought, but he was trying to get out to make his tee time.  

The hand reached my slit, tracing it, teasing it over my underwear.  “I’d like to talk more about the chain..,” he whispered in my ear.  I tried to shush him with a stern glance but his leering grin made me smile instead.  He blew on my neck.  

“Let me see the next one so we can finish before the New Year?,” the boss grumbled.

“This is the last one,” the ad sales guy replied.

“Merde!” the boss exclaimed, thinking it was more posh to swear in the language of his Montreal roots.  

“How long do we have the room?” the boss asked me.  He could open his calendar on his iPad, but it was always easier to ask me.  

“Five more minutes,” I managed to answer, despite a finger sliding under my panties and inside me.  I squirmed in my chair, sliding down just a bit.  I stared at my sweet tormentor.  

“Well, okay then.  Let’s ask for a mock-up of this and the boat one, by Tuesday,” he decreed.  He grabbed his tablet and bolted from the room.  I made notes while the others filed out.  

“I need to talk to you… in my office,” font king said as he rose, licking his finger.  

Are you going to rescue me or I should I assassinate you?” I kidded him.  

“Yes, and more.”  

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So that’s my take on this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54:
500 Words
Key phrase = “New Year” or “New Year’s“

Pop over to his blog to see what other bloggers and he wrote about the photo.   http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/

-Sassy

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FFF – Unexpected

The Surprise

She wasn’t sure she’d make it, so she didn’t tell him.  If she could, she’d surprise him.  He kept saying how much he missed her and talking about what they’d do together.  

A seat opened up last-minute, and the JetBlue ticket agent motioned her onto the plane.  She was on her way to be with him for Christmas!  It was the first big holiday since he separated from his wife – she didn’t want him to be alone.  

She dragged her rolling luggage full of decorations, presents, nutella, lingerie, lube and toys down the concourse, hopped in a cab to his new place.  It had been two years since she’d seen him… she was dripping with anticipation.  She thought about kissing him, touching his muscular shoulders, kneeling to grab his ass and suck on him, then being pounded into the mattress… oh yes.  That would be her present!  

She marveled at the condo building and shiny elevator.  She went to his door and knocked firmly.  She could hear steps.. and the door swung open!  There was her guy!  He wrapped her in his arms for an incredible hug, but when she looked over his shoulder, she saw an unexpected sight….


This weeks’ challenge had three photos.  I choose the first one.  Here are the limits:
Prompt Word = Unexpected
Word Count = 200 
Extra Credit = Use more than one picture… 

Pop over to Advizor54’s blog to see what others wrote! 
http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/2012/12/fff-12-21-12-christmas-celebrations.html

and get the prompt for the next Flash Fiction Friday so you can join in!  
http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/2012/12/fff-prompt-dec-28.html

Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!  

-Sassy


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FFF – Discovery

He scared me when I met him at the base Christmas party – tall, sexy and in charge – but I didn’t let on.  I listened intently to his questions, even winked when he asked me my favorite breakfast place.  I replied, “In bed!” He chuckled.  
I didn’t see him again until July 4th, but he remembered me, said my name as my husband and I mingled at the command barbecue.  He whispered, “Breakfast tomorrow?”  I knew we were not talking pancakes. 
We met every Thursday morning – I’d drop my husband at HQ, park behind the exchange, walk to big house, undress and wake him in the best way possible.  He taught me about my body and his body and what to do to make us soar.  He only had an hour but we made excellent use of it!  
Today there was a strange car in his driveway and I almost didn’t go in.  But he had sent the usual text, “Waffles.”  And I wasn’t early.  So I undressed, turned the corner and made an interesting discovery… another woman was buttering his toast!  I wanted to bolt but I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful backside!  I was too shy to join them but I pleasured myself while they finished.  He turned and held out his hand. 
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That’s my entry for this week’s Flash Ficiton Friday challenge hosted by Advizor54: 
• The key word is, “Discovery”
• The world limit is 219
• Extra Credit for NOT using the word, symbol, or synonym for 3/three or any variation thereof (or in any language)
• Extra Extra Credit is given to anyone who suggests a FFF picture HERE.
Pop over to Free Advice is worth what you pay for it to read what other bloggers saw in the photo.  And join in next week – he posts a prompt every Sunday!  
-Sassy

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FFF – The Dorm

Hiya, Readers!   

It’s time for a break from the adventures of Philip and Sassy to play along on a fun project called “Flash Fiction Friday.”  A blogger posts a sexy photo on Sunday, and challenges us to write a story of a certain length with a certain word and post it the following Friday.  Advizor54 is starting his turn as grand poobah of this project.  This first picture was shared by David Sharp from A view from the top.The challenge phrase to be included is Decision.  The word limit is 150 or 300 if you do the extra credit by writing from both perspectives. And the Extra Extra credit is to not use the word “fuck.” Pop over to Free Advice is worth what you pay for it to see who else is playing this week.  And join in!    


 The Dorm
I had to visit the new nudist dorm. I adore seeing naked college women but not in my job!  As Dean of Student Housing, I visit every semester and with classes ending, today was the day.  

I mingled at their festive open house.  I kept my eyes on their faces… mostly.  I strolled the other floors.  They were well-cared for… I’d make a good report.  Suddenly, a beautiful brunette popped out of the bathroom.  I had to make a decision to touch her or crash.  I held onto her arms for five seconds, felt the electricity, jumped back to lean casually against the wall, catch my breath and calm my erection.
“Hi, Dean Andrews,” she whispered, looking away.
“Enjoy living here?” I asked.  I couldn’t help staring at her beautiful bush.
“Oh yes!  It’s so… freeing.  Equalizing.  Exciting!” she replied, staring at the wall.  “Maybe you’ll join in next time?”

Crap, she was late.  The open house started half an hour ago and she was supposed to charm some bigwig but she was working on her hair. Without any clothes, it had to be perfect!  She barreled out of the bathroom and ran smack into some old guy!  He steadied her, gently holding her arms.  She felt an electric shock and looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.  Wow!  She jumped back and realized…it was the Dean!  Yikes.  She remembered the email… he was “visiting” today… checking them out.  Well… he was certainly checking her out!  Could he stare any harder at her crotch?  She stole a glance at him, noticed a certain bulge between his legs and she couldn’t resist flirting with him.  She was so bad!  She wanted to see him naked and not in the hallway.  She looked down again and whispered an invitation.