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Blogging with PTSD --------------- "Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around." - Leo Buscaglia _____________________________________ All works ┬ęPhyllis45, the author of this blog. _____________________________________ Also posting at Our Salon http://oursalon.ning.com/ http://oursalon.ning.com/profile/Phyllis

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MAY 25, 2012 8:14PM

A Love Story for Zuma- OS Weekend Fiction

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This one's for Zuma... combined with the prompt for Weekend Fiction.

 There was a scent on the air. A luscious scent. A scent that contained the meaning of life and all of its mysteries. The wolf inhaled it and let it consume him.

It was the consumer culture. The culture that he owned. He had built it, one piece at a time, one line at a time, one item at a time. It all started with Aloe and Vitamin E. She had used it on her skin. He made it into a soap for her. She thanked him with a kiss.

Then, one day, the Koch Bros walked onto the filthy stage. They tried to take over his soap manufacturing facility. They said that global warming was going to overtake his industry. Water would dry up. No one would use his soap because there would be no way to rinse.

Suddenly, a new guy showed up. Squeaky Clean Sanchez was his name. He laughed at the Koch Brothers. He knew them for what they were. They were Hands Across the World. They were out to dominate the globe, and meant to do it by taking over all of the soap manufacturers, everywhere. People need to be clean. We don't like being in a roomful of stinky people. If we all stunk, then we wouldn't congregate and collaborate. The Koch brothers would win.

The wolf was glad. He kept his soap. He kept her. Tonight, he would see her again. Here she was now. They came together.

They kissed. The wolf held her tight, one hand wrapped in her hair as he pulled her head back and licked her neck. She whimpered and struggled to get free. She got in close and bit him on the neck in return. He started, surprised. She had never done that before.

With a low growl, she pushed him back. A bench was behind him, he fell into it. She stalked towards him. He was becoming excited. It seemed it was going to be lady's night tonight. She approached the bench, bringing her left leg up and placing her knee next to his hip. She leaned in to kiss him, bringing her right knee up onto the bench. The kiss was hot and wet, tongues probing and twisting together. She pulled back, running her tongue behind his upper teeth, as she unbuttoned his shirt and slipped her hands inside. 

Her nails lightly raked down his chest and across his nipples, which sprang erect. He grabbed her waist, holding her steady as she leaned down, letting her tongue follow where her nails had been. She licked and sucked at his body, pushing his shirt back and trapping his arms where they were. She slid off of the bench, one leg at a time, sliding herself down his torso, unbuttoning his button fly jeans. His hands reached for her, but she gripped them in her hands instead, and lowered her mouth, gripping the fabric with her teeth to move it out of the way...

 

Pleasant dreams, everyone! Have a wonderful weekend!

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Listening to Halestorm and chuckling the whole time...
Remember Muttley?

http://youtu.be/SKm5xQyD2vE
Hi, Pandora! I love that name!
Squeaky clean Sanchez? What' s te NY Jet quarterback doing here? Couldn't access the video though. R
Dang girl! This is hilarious and sexy and passive voice. Ha ha! Great writing exercise in homemade porn!
Gerald, he was in Zuma's writing exercise. He fit right in, didn't he.

Zuma, so is that an A plus? Ha!
Owwwwwhoooooo! Howling at the moon!!
"...with her teeth!" Woo, too much fun. I want to play.
if she's going there, thank goodness for soap!
cc, Owwwwwhoooooo!

zanelle, me, too. :/

Julie, ha!

Mission, thanks!
I felt dirty all of the sudden, but the use of teeth was kind of stimulating. Am I a pervert or just really old? Good stuff.....o/e
A hoot and a holler. Glad I waited until this morning to read it or I might never have gotten to sleep.
o/e, in my experience you would be normal.

Matt, and now you have a burst of energy for your day!
nibble about, nibble about...
Blinddream, nibble.
huh. yeah, this is usually how the real politics
ie RealPolitick
goes..

"The wolf was glad. He kept his soap. He kept her. Tonight, he would see her again. Here she was now. They came together.

They kissed. The wolf held her tight, one hand wrapped in her hair as he pulled her head back and licked her neck. She whimpered and struggled to get free.


She got in close and bit him on the neck in return. He started, surprised. She had never done that before."

some guys are not terribly surprised by this course of events
and gotta be Christlike
in their forgiveness,
poor fellas.

................
there are certain benefits to being so.


...............
ah, uh,
proving a GODDAMN WOMAN WRONG FOR ONCE.

HA.ETC
Certain benefits? Such as what followed, huh.

Give & take, James. I'm as far as you can get from an expert on relationships but I know sex.
Phyliss you had me at :

" There was a scent on the air. A luscious scent. A scent that contained the meaning of life and all of its mysteries. The wolf inhaled it and let it consume him."

Wonderfful..love it!
Brianne, that sentence grabbed me, too. I don't know where these stories come from, but I'm liking it.
Funs all around!
Well there you go, a moral for the ages: fight the likes of the Koch bros, get head. You heard it here first, folks.
Two for the price of one! I think your next attempt should be a soap opera. You could have them speak dirty, then wash their mouths out with...
R
People need to be clean. Oh yeah, baby!
Wow! I guess that soap might come in handy, afterwards! :-)
tg within, exactly!

Seth, why should the Koch brothers have all the fun?

Out on a limb, with a nice bottle of bubbly?

nilesite, yes, they do, and we should all be grateful. ;)

Alysa, shower together!
Now we should wash your mouth out with that soap! Or maybe was our minds. I would write more, but now it's difficult to keep my netbook on my lap in this truck. Wish you were here....
Rrrrrrr