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Smut Marathon Competition Early Days ~ SoSS

Smut Marathon Competition ~ Early Days & SoSS

The smut marathon competition is meant to be a challenging writing experience and I certainly feel, on my part, it has been just that – after only two rounds.

First round of the Smut Marathon Competition

When I read the assignment was to write a metaphor I realised even though I do occasionally include one in my posts, they just seem to flow off the tip of my tongue. Having to write one as a task was a different matter. The flow bit was not happening! I penned many, never happy with them. Finally, I went for:

Energised

Ava had been growing tired of waiting for someone to meet her sexual needs, but with every thrust of his cock this clumsy farmer was charging her batteries.

I settled for it, not particularly content. I wanted to call it Ever Ready – but that was two words when the assignment required one. Something I did quite like – she was tired, but was now being recharged.

It was not a surprise when I only received a few public votes and none from the judges. But it was a metaphor nevertheless, many people found out that they had actually sent in similes. It was mentioned that I had missed a trick – rather than farmer it should have been an electrician. I agree! Of course – when I had a think I saw the perfect character would have been the sparky electrician, not the clumsy farmer.

Nero sent in a fabulous entry that got lots of public interest:

Libido – (his first title was Desire)

Her libido was a ghost ship, it’s crew lost at sea long ago.

Round Two of the Smut Marathon Competition

The assignment was to write in no more than 100 words –  erotic micro-fiction, including one of the previous rounds metaphors.

Good Neighbours

Crossing the conservatory roof from my bedroom to the neighbour’s open window, I climb through. Removing her nightshirt Julia kneels and unzips me. Her tongue greets the tip of my cock as she licks my swollen knob – skillfully. Sighing, I look down at long red hair and freckled shoulders…

Andy reaches for my head. I prefer the ache of sex that is a long, slow run rather than a sprint, but my prudish parents are just downstairs.
“Do it now.”
Grabbing a handful of hair he face-fucks me. Hard. Tears stain my cheeks. Heart pounding, I struggle not to choke. He peaks, stifles a moan, and cum trickles down my chin – dripping onto my breasts.

The metopor I incuded was Run by Helen Scott – (its in pink/bold).

I was really happy with my entry for this round. The two-pronged narrative provided the reader with information about both characters. I wanted to illustrate this by using different colours – as I have here – but of course on the Smut Marathon site, all the entries must look the same. Instead, I included  …  – to show the transition from one view to another and thought the reader could then be guided to use their imagination to make the jump. I wanted it to be slightly challenging, after all, surely that’s what creative writing is all about? One of the judges asked why the ellipsis (…) – there is your answer…

Feedback

I did reasonably well with the public vote and even a judge voted for me – Yay – bless that judge as it meant I am through to the third round. Anyway. I also received a lot of feedback from the public and judges. That’s a good thing. They liked the build-up, the switch, one said they had to read it more than once but that’s cool. Some said they felt I should have remained with one character to enable more depth. I could understand that, but I did find it difficult when someone mentioned they found it confusing, hmmm. I was brought up reading challenging literature from choice, I love to read something that makes me think – “what,” and re-read it. That’s just me maybe?

One of my favourite entries was this one from Elliott Henry, it’s hot, erotic and descriptive:

First Time

I arrive on time, undress, and lay down on the table as they had directed.

“I’ve not done this before.”

“Don’t worry you’ll be fine, just relax and enjoy the experience.”

As I lay exposed and vulnerable, eyes blinded by tight fabric, his breath seared the flesh between my thighs. My cock swelled from the sensation and he began to massage my balls, a finger tracing the underside of my shaft. My body clenched as he squeezed my cock, expertly jerking the glans of my penis. Unfamiliar pleasures burst deep within me.

I felt another presence near, a different voice saying, “Turn your head, give me your mouth.”

Sensing a soft member pressing against my lips, I eagerly accepted.

I want to include another entry from round two written by Posy – she used my mediocre metaphor and I was very impressed with the story she created. Because it was a full story in 100 words.

Jump Start

A sweltering Saturday in July found Ava stranded en-route to her cousin’s country wedding.

Her sexy, impractical shoes coated in dust, she approached a farmhouse. Knock unanswered, she headed to the stable yard.

Hello…”

Perspiration trailed between Ava’s breasts. Her dress clung to ripe curves.

An adonis appeared, shirtless and muscled. She eyed his tractor, explaining her car predicament. He smiled, melting her panties and changing her agenda!

Emboldened by lust, Ava licked beads of sweat from his chest. Responding, he cupped her arse, pulling her to him. Fingers pressed into heated flesh; juices flowed, pulses raced.

Fuck me, please!”

Ava had been growing tired of waiting for someone to meet her sexual needs, but with every thrust of his cock this clumsy farmer was charging her batteries.

At the end of round two of the Smut Marathon Competition many of my favourite writers were knocked out. I am humbled to still be in the mix along with many of my blogging friends.

Round Three – Looks Very Challenging for me

Work in progress – the future. And my lips are sealed…

Voting

When a writing round closes then we really need everyone to have a read and please VOTE for your favourites.

Here is a fun bit of  fun micro erotic fiction I wrote for TMI Tuesday a few months ago.

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4 thoughts on “Smut Marathon Competition Early Days ~ SoSS”

  1. I know how sad it is when your favorites are knocked out of the race, but also how wonderful it feels to be going on. In the meantime you are busy with the fourth assignment and I hope you are enjoying it 🙂

    Rebel xox

  2. I am glad you are still in it May, and I agree that Nero & Elliott’s entries were on point also. I just checked back to my comments and I see that I was keen on your ‘neighbours’ micro fiction, and I’m delighted you liked what I did with your metaphor – thank you. Good luck going forward.

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