TGIF 👅

As a programmer, I’d think something like the Top Ten badge and the counter associated would need manual intervention. I’m guessing when you get a normal Recommended Read it’s held as a value in your profile record. But I don’t know how the system would know your RR was part of a Top Ten since there’s no Top Ten flag on stories.
Just a guess. But it makes sense that counter wouldn’t automatically update. Someday it would be nice to get a Top Ten mark in addition to the RR and EP on stories. ![]()
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Thanks for another thought provoking challenge, Kimmi.
While I'm deliberating, can you please ask that girl near the bonfire to take a step back before her dress or bouquet goes up in flames. Thanks.
#HealthAndSafetyInSmut
Give her a reason to step back in your story. 😎
Hello, smut writers! Let’s fill June with fabulous sexy shorts. ![]()
Write a 75 word story around any category inspired by these pictures. To add to the fun, you may post an entry to each picture if you like. Increase your chances to win. A winner will be chosen for each picture. Comp closes at midnight EDT on June 19th. ![]()
Rules:
1. All site rules apply to your entries
2. Entries must be 75 words or less. True hyphenated words (not EM dashes) count as 1 word
3. You may enter once for each picture (total of 4 entries)
4. Label your entry as Fireworks, Bonfire, Mermaid, Waterfall
5. Post entries here. Do NOT submit entries as a story on Lush.
6. No AI entries.
Have fun!
About your judges… There will be a different judge for each picture. Not my family this time. Nor me. Other writers. You can only win once, even though you can submit an entry for each picture. If more than 1 judge picks the same author as the winner, I’ll decide which picture that author won, and other judges will pick another winner. :)
Get creative. Why are they in that setting? Who else is there? Tell a story!
Clarification: poetry is acceptable in this one
Let’s create, sexy peeps! ❤️
Pictures follow below:
Well I had some fun ones started, but then…
an eerie storyline invaded my headspace and wants to get out. I’ve first drafted over the holiday weekend. I titled it “No More Grey” kinda playing with a character’s been living in a grey area and kinda makes a move that puts him in black and white. Things have become one or the other. It’s weird like me. 😜
Hopefully sexy, too. Or maybe better to shred and use as cat litter. 😳
Morning, Rumpies ![]()
Travel safe if heading out for the long weekend. I scribbled a lil something for Memorial Day. Never forget. ❤️
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It was the way his amber eyes glistened with tears when he said, “There’s no one to remember me… if I don’t make it back,” that really affected me.
I’d met him mere hours ago, but pressed myself into him. “Then make me remember you.”
He was ferocious that first time. In and out. Done. He’d rushed, maybe panicking, already feeling the claws of war tugging. Not knowing when he’d feel the touch of a woman again.
But that second time, he took his time. He stroked my hair. Held the strands between his fingers as if memorizing its color and texture. Then he kissed me. Soft touches of lips with our eyes opening and holding in between kisses before we deepened it with opening mouths. His hands held my face. Mine held his. It was the best way for two strangers to form a meaningful connection. He was making a memory of something warm and soft to hold onto in the cold, heartless trenches.
“I haven’t ever brought a man I just met home before.”
“What made you do it this time?”
“Something in your eyes. I felt like you needed me. Not just tonight but maybe sometime when you’re out there fightin’, you’ll think of me and it will help you in some way.”
He kissed my forehead and nestled me in tighter against him. We lay there listening to the sound of our breathing. Pretty soon we fell into the same rhythm. It was nice. We felt connected.
When I woke, the bed was empty. A note on my nightstand read:
Thank you,
Someone to remember
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Had he received my letter before the bomb hit?
I didn’t know, but I prayed the soldier knew two would remember him now.
I looked into the amber eyes that matched his. Held the boy who bore his name a little tighter, and knew that soldier would never be forgotten.
Morning, Rumpies!
Congrats, David, on being a grandad to twin boys! How exciting!
I’m gonna be a kinda grandma to baby birds. A mama decided my front door was a good place to bring littlies into the world. And… I’m contributing poof balls of Butter’s shed fur. 🤣 I set ball of fur outside nest and in morning she’s woven it in nest. ❤️
My heart is full ❤️
And then there were 20! ![]()
Congratulations to talented, inspiring author MC1982 for writing creative, entertaining, sexy stories in every category!
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You worked hard to achieve your goal! Very happy for you! :)
You’ll want to read her last category:
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/steampunk/mirabell-the-mile-high-minx