Dirty, dirty, pornography.
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sorcyressSo, uh.
I have failed in my duties. Horribly. This is unfortunately, a thing I am used to saying of myself. But this year, it was impressive just how far past the deadline I have ambled.
I am talking, of course, about pornography. The Less Than 31 Words Porn Contest to be exact, which is a contest meant to run throughout the month of February. We're almost halfway through March. My only possible excuse is "I was away for a while", which frankly doesn't hold an ounce of water, since I had plenty of time and internet in California.
BUT!
I do get around to a great many things given a long enough time frame. This year, that time frame happened to involve fourteen days that it shouldn't have, but whatever. Mistakes were made. Let's get over them, and onto the important part of this post:
Ahem. The porns! As always, editorial comments are in italics. For those who don't know, I randomize them, and keep them entirely anonymous. Authors are welcome to out themselves, but not welcome to speculate on the rest.
On my knees, mouth open, eyes closed. So far: a strawberry, two chocolate chips, a cube of melon, a potato chip. I know it's coming. I can be patient.
***
Her husband couldn't believe the mark was from my fingernail. On her next visit she had me mark her with a blade as well, so he could compare.
***
She doesn't force them, those men who breach her hospitality.
Still, demigoddesses have needs.
So, Helios's daughter sometimes releases a prisoner, and lets him prove his punishment before restoring it.
***
"That's quite a lot of chest on display," he said, shifting position in his seat to accommodate the beginnings of an erection, "and it's certainly very appealing."
***
The real secret to delicious fritters, however, is to pick the courgettes in late september, when the farmers are still firm.
***
I must be getting old -- I have more memories than fantasies. But what fond memories, starting with the feel of various clitorides against my tongue. Mmmmmmmmm.
Author: A realization (Also an excuse to use the word 'clitorides')
***
"I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket"
ooh fuck me in the dressing room at goodwill
***
Damn it, I missed the pornthing this year.
LAST MINUTE SUBMISSION
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE,
PENIS PENIS PENIS PENIS PENIS.
Ed: From a comment on last year's post. It was too funny to reduce to just the juicy bits.
***
She gave me a month to decide whether to use my safeword, before modifying my body to match her image of me. I didn't. She did. I'm glad.
Author: My imagination sucks tonight so here's another true one.
Ed: oh. my. god. This is so fucking hot. I know I'm not supposed to play favourites or whatever, but fuck that, I totally play favourites. This is one of them.
***
Her teeth in my shoulder: arousing, then painful, then frightening -- (should I use my safeword? I want to bear this for her) -- then harder still, to arousing again.
***
A ghost and a zombie -- it shouldn't have worked. But body and soul demand to be united, so though they were both dead, they made each other feel alive.
***
It's always the quiet ones. He bit hard on her lower lip. She tasted blood. Moaned, arched.
***
Her underwear drawer was a compilation of past lovers. Thongs, boyshorts, lace. Her most recent boyfriend liked the no-nonsense kind, built into her shorts. She was dating her running shoes.
***
My usual submissiveness flies away once the blindfold is on you, replaced by something predatory and playful. How many gasps and moans and goosebumps can I raise?
***
Coming home late, he was quiet to let her sleep.
He had his shoes and pants off when he saw it.
She'd set the lube on the nightstand.
***
Ed note: Are you ready for this? Because oh. my. god. Someone actually made me an ASL porn, and uploaded it in video form. It's only five seconds long, if I could turn it into a gif I would. Also, Flash does not currently work with my computer, could someone please, er, confirm this works?
Author:Here's the transcript: Many people had sex.
...Yes, this is what I'm doing with my college education.
***
Unsure at first, humouring her, I experiment.
Until we began I had no idea that I wanted this!
I wonder whether kinks are contagious.
Author: Based on a true story
Ed: ...and a reoccurring theme with this contest. I approve!
***
"...then I ejaculated all over his face."
"That's so uncool - listen, if you knew about the cat fur..."
"He wants me to come over tonight."
"Oh. Do you need some...dustbunnies?"
Ed: Technically 31, and I can't figure how to edit it down. Sadface.
***
It was only a fingertip. Roughly a square centimeter of skin-to-skin contact, barely enough pressure to register. But it was there, and it was intentional.
***
Various myths about sex. Some busted, some not. But Jamie and Adam made sure to test them all. Rigorously.
***
She giggled when he applied baby powder, gasped at the diaper closing around her. It felt dirty doing something so shameful, sweet being cared for so intimately, thrilling both ways.
***
Author: Kink changed for the sake of scansion
***
I watch her sleep, amazed at how her skin glows touched by a moonbeam. Gazing at her and counting my blessings is as satisfying as our lovemaking hours earlier.
***
The weather would be warm any day now. She couldn't wait to feel him fumble with the buckles on her overalls. Full circle.
***
"You are going to lead me down a path of sin." She put a hand on his chest and pushed him back into his chair. "And I intend to help."
***
She was learning to be quick and to the point. If her fingers lazed and she let her head loll back to enjoy the moment, someone would invariably knock. "I can't find my key..."
Ed: 34, so knock off that last sentence.
***
Bedding another switch is confusing
when we suddenly trade roles mid-session
without words
a dozen times
in an hour.
But oh, what exhilarating confusion!
Author: Other people must have experienced this too, right?
Ed: Yes.
***
Marigolds are orange,
Mirrors are silver,
This rhyme is screwed,
Would you care to be next?
***
"Oh, where are my manners!", I exclaimed, "Can I interest either of you in some oral sex?"
***
"It wasn't a bite, not exactly... it was simply a gentle reminder that she was holding my manhood in an orifice that had teeth."
***
"Twenty-eight inches?" gasped the friend from Florida. "What did you do with it?!" "Made hot chocolate, lit a fire, and fucked so hard the snow melted. Wouldn't you?"
***
So my mind is not just inviolable, but also at my pleasure. Everything I want, every scene, every hard command, every kind of limit broken; all behind my closed eyes.
***
Not tonight, dear, I have a headache
Ed: Because I am a bad bad person, and take virtually all comments to these posts as serious submissions.
***
Barb wire flogger: one. Zapper: one. Clamp: two. Punch: three. Bite: five. Slap: eight. Fire cup: thirteen. Spank: twenty one. Paddle: thirty four. Cane: fifty five. Whip: eighty nine. Mercy.
***
Drink this, he said. Drink me, she said. They drank to themselves, and to each other, with their eyes – and so much more.
***
Ed: I just what buh you guys are AMAZING
***
At a party, with my bullwhip. I give love taps at fifteen paces. Fear of what the tool could do, not what I actually do with it, makes her tremble.
***
You said, "But we mustn't fall in love." I agreed on a technicality of tense: I was in love with you long before the possibility of this tryst ever arose.
***
He glanced down at the woman's hand against his chest, and back up, one eyebrow raised. "Is there something I can help you with?" is what he would have said.
***
Fucking him was practically a rite of passage for the girl's team. Run together, sleep together. But he kissed like a bird. She couldn't go farther.
***
She straddled him and drew her hand up between them. There was a delicate line between teasing and outright evil, and she full intended to blur that line.
***
Summoned to the orgy room with my guitar, I improvise responses to one woman's cries. Her partner touches her in time with my playing. My guitar comes when she does.
***
The corset tightens, feeling like a prolonged hug, then like childhood experiments with constriction before I understood the thrill as erotic. I never want to take it off.
***
Can't sleep, can't concentrate; internal monologue too relentlessly loud. Bind me, spank me, tease me, take me to that place where the words stop. Please?
Ed: Yes, I have been there too. Thank you.
***
Movie house? Check.
Kleenex? Lotion? Check.
Glory hole? Check.
Nameless, faceless, meaningless sex? Check.
Aaaaannnnnnnd....action! Crap! Cut!
Make that O-face like you mean it, honey!
Amateurs!!
***
Snowed in together for the first time, suddenly even cooking breakfast turned erotic. Little sex, but much feeling as though we'd just had sex, that weekend. Goofy grins.
He felt her weight on his lap and, as all men do in these situations, wondered how much, exactly, she could feel through at least two layers of fabric.
Ed: So, this series was written back and forth across a simply *charming* night of IM I had with a friend. I'm sad I didn't respond properly to this one, hangon, lemme think...
She squirmed once more against him, knowing if she could get him hard enough, even through clothes his erection would press her clit. Harder, harder, HARDER!
Your move. ;)
Vital Stats:
Number of Porns: 45, plus 2 over, plus 1 I didn't post because it wasn't written by the person submitting it (and I don't want to use other people's words without their awareness.), plus 1 bonus I wrote while making this post.
New languages: ASL. I GOT A PORN IN ASL! My friends are FECKING AWESOME!
New fandoms: Surprisingly none! Fanfic free year, weeeeird.
New forms of poetry: More limericks! More quatrains! I LOVE YOU ALL!
Is this project still awesome: You tell me, but my opinion is oh gods yes.
If you like them, please comment and say --I know authors love hearing that their work is appreciated! And next year, I'm gonna try and promote the hell out of this thing, because the alternative is to just accept the sad confirmation that livejournal is dying and I refuse to let that happen to my favourite social media.
~Sor
MOOP!
I have failed in my duties. Horribly. This is unfortunately, a thing I am used to saying of myself. But this year, it was impressive just how far past the deadline I have ambled.
I am talking, of course, about pornography. The Less Than 31 Words Porn Contest to be exact, which is a contest meant to run throughout the month of February. We're almost halfway through March. My only possible excuse is "I was away for a while", which frankly doesn't hold an ounce of water, since I had plenty of time and internet in California.
BUT!
I do get around to a great many things given a long enough time frame. This year, that time frame happened to involve fourteen days that it shouldn't have, but whatever. Mistakes were made. Let's get over them, and onto the important part of this post:
Ahem. The porns! As always, editorial comments are in italics. For those who don't know, I randomize them, and keep them entirely anonymous. Authors are welcome to out themselves, but not welcome to speculate on the rest.
On my knees, mouth open, eyes closed. So far: a strawberry, two chocolate chips, a cube of melon, a potato chip. I know it's coming. I can be patient.
***
Her husband couldn't believe the mark was from my fingernail. On her next visit she had me mark her with a blade as well, so he could compare.
***
She doesn't force them, those men who breach her hospitality.
Still, demigoddesses have needs.
So, Helios's daughter sometimes releases a prisoner, and lets him prove his punishment before restoring it.
***
I
"That's quite a lot of chest on display," he said, shifting position in his seat to accommodate the beginnings of an erection, "and it's certainly very appealing."
***
The real secret to delicious fritters, however, is to pick the courgettes in late september, when the farmers are still firm.
***
I must be getting old -- I have more memories than fantasies. But what fond memories, starting with the feel of various clitorides against my tongue. Mmmmmmmmm.
Author: A realization (Also an excuse to use the word 'clitorides')
***
"I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket"
ooh fuck me in the dressing room at goodwill
***
Damn it, I missed the pornthing this year.
LAST MINUTE SUBMISSION
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE,
PENIS PENIS PENIS PENIS PENIS.
Ed: From a comment on last year's post. It was too funny to reduce to just the juicy bits.
***
She gave me a month to decide whether to use my safeword, before modifying my body to match her image of me. I didn't. She did. I'm glad.
Author: My imagination sucks tonight so here's another true one.
Ed: oh. my. god. This is so fucking hot. I know I'm not supposed to play favourites or whatever, but fuck that, I totally play favourites. This is one of them.
***
Her teeth in my shoulder: arousing, then painful, then frightening -- (should I use my safeword? I want to bear this for her) -- then harder still, to arousing again.
***
A ghost and a zombie -- it shouldn't have worked. But body and soul demand to be united, so though they were both dead, they made each other feel alive.
***
It's always the quiet ones. He bit hard on her lower lip. She tasted blood. Moaned, arched.
***
Her underwear drawer was a compilation of past lovers. Thongs, boyshorts, lace. Her most recent boyfriend liked the no-nonsense kind, built into her shorts. She was dating her running shoes.
***
My usual submissiveness flies away once the blindfold is on you, replaced by something predatory and playful. How many gasps and moans and goosebumps can I raise?
***
Coming home late, he was quiet to let her sleep.
He had his shoes and pants off when he saw it.
She'd set the lube on the nightstand.
***
Ed note: Are you ready for this? Because oh. my. god. Someone actually made me an ASL porn, and uploaded it in video form. It's only five seconds long, if I could turn it into a gif I would. Also, Flash does not currently work with my computer, could someone please, er, confirm this works?
Author:Here's the transcript: Many people had sex.
...Yes, this is what I'm doing with my college education.
***
Unsure at first, humouring her, I experiment.
Until we began I had no idea that I wanted this!
I wonder whether kinks are contagious.
Author: Based on a true story
Ed: ...and a reoccurring theme with this contest. I approve!
***
"...then I ejaculated all over his face."
"That's so uncool - listen, if you knew about the cat fur..."
"He wants me to come over tonight."
"Oh. Do you need some...dustbunnies?"
Ed: Technically 31, and I can't figure how to edit it down. Sadface.
***
It was only a fingertip. Roughly a square centimeter of skin-to-skin contact, barely enough pressure to register. But it was there, and it was intentional.
***
Various myths about sex. Some busted, some not. But Jamie and Adam made sure to test them all. Rigorously.
***
She giggled when he applied baby powder, gasped at the diaper closing around her. It felt dirty doing something so shameful, sweet being cared for so intimately, thrilling both ways.
***
Self-conscious, unsure, we begin. We giggle at first, then we grin. Not quite ponies, but muleish, Once we stop feeling foolish Her kink becomes mine - count me in!
Author: Kink changed for the sake of scansion
***
I watch her sleep, amazed at how her skin glows touched by a moonbeam. Gazing at her and counting my blessings is as satisfying as our lovemaking hours earlier.
***
The weather would be warm any day now. She couldn't wait to feel him fumble with the buckles on her overalls. Full circle.
***
II
"You are going to lead me down a path of sin." She put a hand on his chest and pushed him back into his chair. "And I intend to help."
***
She was learning to be quick and to the point. If her fingers lazed and she let her head loll back to enjoy the moment, someone would invariably knock. "I can't find my key..."
Ed: 34, so knock off that last sentence.
***
Bedding another switch is confusing
when we suddenly trade roles mid-session
without words
a dozen times
in an hour.
But oh, what exhilarating confusion!
Author: Other people must have experienced this too, right?
Ed: Yes.
***
Marigolds are orange,
Mirrors are silver,
This rhyme is screwed,
Would you care to be next?
***
"Oh, where are my manners!", I exclaimed, "Can I interest either of you in some oral sex?"
***
"It wasn't a bite, not exactly... it was simply a gentle reminder that she was holding my manhood in an orifice that had teeth."
***
"Twenty-eight inches?" gasped the friend from Florida. "What did you do with it?!" "Made hot chocolate, lit a fire, and fucked so hard the snow melted. Wouldn't you?"
***
So my mind is not just inviolable, but also at my pleasure. Everything I want, every scene, every hard command, every kind of limit broken; all behind my closed eyes.
***
Not tonight, dear, I have a headache
Ed: Because I am a bad bad person, and take virtually all comments to these posts as serious submissions.
***
Barb wire flogger: one. Zapper: one. Clamp: two. Punch: three. Bite: five. Slap: eight. Fire cup: thirteen. Spank: twenty one. Paddle: thirty four. Cane: fifty five. Whip: eighty nine. Mercy.
***
Drink this, he said. Drink me, she said. They drank to themselves, and to each other, with their eyes – and so much more.
***
"What?
Paint me?
If you like,"
he said
Only,
Observing,
Wondering,
Her gaze,
Her brush,
Her focus,
Fixated
Uncomforably
"This isn't okay."
"Lick it after?
"Okay. But paint
it first."
Ed: I just what buh you guys are AMAZING
***
At a party, with my bullwhip. I give love taps at fifteen paces. Fear of what the tool could do, not what I actually do with it, makes her tremble.
***
You said, "But we mustn't fall in love." I agreed on a technicality of tense: I was in love with you long before the possibility of this tryst ever arose.
***
III
He glanced down at the woman's hand against his chest, and back up, one eyebrow raised. "Is there something I can help you with?" is what he would have said.
***
Fucking him was practically a rite of passage for the girl's team. Run together, sleep together. But he kissed like a bird. She couldn't go farther.
***
IV
She straddled him and drew her hand up between them. There was a delicate line between teasing and outright evil, and she full intended to blur that line.
***
Summoned to the orgy room with my guitar, I improvise responses to one woman's cries. Her partner touches her in time with my playing. My guitar comes when she does.
***
The corset tightens, feeling like a prolonged hug, then like childhood experiments with constriction before I understood the thrill as erotic. I never want to take it off.
***
Can't sleep, can't concentrate; internal monologue too relentlessly loud. Bind me, spank me, tease me, take me to that place where the words stop. Please?
Ed: Yes, I have been there too. Thank you.
***
Movie house? Check.
Kleenex? Lotion? Check.
Glory hole? Check.
Nameless, faceless, meaningless sex? Check.
Aaaaannnnnnnd....action! Crap! Cut!
Make that O-face like you mean it, honey!
Amateurs!!
***
Snowed in together for the first time, suddenly even cooking breakfast turned erotic. Little sex, but much feeling as though we'd just had sex, that weekend. Goofy grins.
V
He felt her weight on his lap and, as all men do in these situations, wondered how much, exactly, she could feel through at least two layers of fabric.
Ed: So, this series was written back and forth across a simply *charming* night of IM I had with a friend. I'm sad I didn't respond properly to this one, hangon, lemme think...
VI
She squirmed once more against him, knowing if she could get him hard enough, even through clothes his erection would press her clit. Harder, harder, HARDER!
Your move. ;)
Vital Stats:
Number of Porns: 45, plus 2 over, plus 1 I didn't post because it wasn't written by the person submitting it (and I don't want to use other people's words without their awareness.), plus 1 bonus I wrote while making this post.
New languages: ASL. I GOT A PORN IN ASL! My friends are FECKING AWESOME!
New fandoms: Surprisingly none! Fanfic free year, weeeeird.
New forms of poetry: More limericks! More quatrains! I LOVE YOU ALL!
Is this project still awesome: You tell me, but my opinion is oh gods yes.
If you like them, please comment and say --I know authors love hearing that their work is appreciated! And next year, I'm gonna try and promote the hell out of this thing, because the alternative is to just accept the sad confirmation that livejournal is dying and I refuse to let that happen to my favourite social media.
~Sor
MOOP!
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on 2013-03-15 05:51 pm (UTC)He had his shoes and pants off when he saw it.
She'd set the lube on the nightstand.
I love this. I love this one so, so very much, because it's not just sex, it's also love and pleasure together. It's an invitation - if you want to have sex tonight, I'm willing, please wake me. But it's also not a demand - I stayed up late and waited for you to come home, sex now dammit. It's a partnership. And that makes it *incredibly* hawt. Oh yes. :) :) :)
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on 2013-03-16 12:48 am (UTC)"It's always the quiet ones" -- oh yes, got my attention.
"Coming home late" -- I too like the sweetness there.
"It was only a fingertip" -- Mmmmmmmmm. So easy to put myself in that one.
"Various myths about sex" and "Marigolds are orange" -- amused me.
I liked the IM series as well. And your editorial reactions!
This is fun!
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on 2013-03-16 07:31 am (UTC)The Helios Daughter one isn't a new fandom? (Homer fandom, naturally) I'm not sure how clear it is what's going on there; I had to cut it to the bone to fit within the word limits.
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on 2013-03-16 06:33 pm (UTC)I had "31" stuck in my head and let me tell you it took a bunch to beat it down into 31 words.
Sigh.
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on 2013-03-15 04:13 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-03-15 06:21 am (UTC)==
Late to the party: (which is really an entry all its own ;-)
***
"Oh, baby, fuck me, I want to feel your cock in my tight pussy," she said, by way of asking for a ball gag. She knew I hated porn dialogue.
***
"And that was when I discovered he wasn't Jewish."
(true story)
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on 2013-03-15 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2013-03-16 12:36 am (UTC)