Was it real, or a fantasy?

Written for Fantasy Smut Friday – Something worth sharing

A simple coffee during a rainstorm, or was it fate? When I plopped into the small cafe around the corner from my house, I never anticipated meeting someone. It was the last thing I wanted. Just getting out of a messy relationship, I was taking a year’s sabbatical from dating. Well, that was the plan, at least.

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The Monster made me do it

This post is entered in #FantasySmutFriday competition on Forbidden Writings: The Monster Chase. https://forbiddenwritings.blog/2020/10/16/fantasysmutfriday-week-74/

“How the hell did I end up here?”

Vanessa James, 24, had a death wish of sorts. A lover of all things spooky, when she found the flyer at her work for a tour of cemeteries, she was instantly excited. So much so that her nipples strained against the silk blouse she wore. Placing her arm over the front of her shirt, it was too late.

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Drunk on lust

This blog was written for #FantasySmutFriday week 74. I put a spell on you!

I never thought I would do something like this, but I’m desperate. Since grade school, I’ve had a crush on one man, and though he loves me, it’s only as a friend. My feelings are anything but platonic. If he knew I had my first solo sexual experience thinking of him, would he desire me, or hate me?

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Here cums the sun

This post is entered in #FantasySmutFriday competition on Forbidden Writings: https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/71743499/posts/2932128275 Week (72) – 9/29/2020

As the sun began to rise, I suddenly remembered why I left the blinds open the night before. Laying next to me was my latest escape. I think his name was Tom, but it could have been Ted. Honestly, I didn’t bother to remember it because I thought this one night stand would end with him leaving in the middle of the night. It wasn’t that I didn’t care for him. I’m not too fond of the early morning awkward goodbye. Something about this man made me want a little breakfast in bed.

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