Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

Smut Marathon Round Six

Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

When I received the prompt for the smut marathon round six I thought about it for some time. We had been told to create a story of no more than 650 words, and to include the phrase Fortune Cookie. This left it wide open,  in many ways making it harder to write an entry.

Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Fortune Cookie
Smut Marathon Round Six Fortune Cookie ~ Click to read all entries and comments

One night after having a few too many gins I made a note of an idea in my phone. Completely forgetting about it until too late . In hindsight, it was fortunate that I didn’t find it earlier. I don’t think this idea would have fitted into the word limit. You can read it for yourself.

To try and get some inspiration I thought of things I had read or been told that were sexy.  After much deliberation, I decided to fictionalise a true-life event that happened to an old friend of mine a while ago.

Shirley’s Ovation ~ The True Story Behind Standing Ovation

Shirley was a little older than the rest of the girls in my regular friendship group. We would all try and get together about once a month for a catch up over many bottles of wine. Shirley had been without a partner for a few years, having kicked out a particularly controlling sleazeball. She was missing the sex but very much enjoying her freedom. One night we met to celebrate her fortieth birthday and she was bursting to tell us something that had happened the previous weekend.

She had been in a pub with some workmates on a Friday evening and got chatting to this guy who was in his twenties. Leaving the pub together they nipped up a side alley and very swiftly and urgently fucked. They never ever met again. Shirley raved about the event and I must say we were very envious. I have never had proper lustful stranger sex. For me the nearest I got was sexual activities with someone the second time we met. Then never seeing him again. Shirley certainly impressed us!

There is a little addition to the true-life tale that is not so happy. Later that year she discovered a small lump in her breast. It proved to be cancer and there began a long road to her recovery. I attending many of her chemo sessions. Thankfully Shirley has the all clear now but it knocked her confidence at the time.

My Entry For Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

Our eyes meet and my cunt involuntarily contracts – a tiny bit of moisture escapes caressing my slit. There, seated at the next table, alone, staring, confident, smiling – he can only be about twenty-five. I shift in the chair, hoping my damp panties won’t stain my skirt. A rush of adrenalin floods my veins as blushing I turn away and wonder why he’s still looking. After all, I’m nearing forty.

Noticing I’m distracted the office girls joke with me – daydreaming again. We split the bill, say goodbye and leave the Won-Ton Restaurant. But realising my fortune cookie is still on the table, and being slightly superstitious by nature, I rush back to retrieve it. Pocketing the biscuit I feel a hand on my shoulder.

It’s him.

“How about a drink then?” he suggests in a sexy Irish brogue, sharp green eyes intent.

In the Red Lion, over a gin and tonic, we talk about my bastard ex-husband. A few months earlier I came home to find him shagging the cleaner. It was a wake-up call and I found the guts to take a stand and kick him out. My new friend nods and not to be outdone confesses to fleeing Ireland six years ago on the day he jilted his sweetheart.

I begin to feel bolder as we make the most of our time to brush hands and exchange glances.

Flirting, touching.

This is quite out of character. Normally I’m a bit reserved, but am enjoying our dance. It has been a while since an attractive guy has been solicitous with me. Tonight, I’m a chameleon basking in the warmth of the moment.

Suddenly he grabs my arm. I’m not afraid – he is laughing, joking, taking the lead.

Outside in the dark, back alleyway we literally fall on each other.

Urgently.

Mouths searching.

Hands exploring.

Blouse ripped open.

Nipples taut in the cool breeze – longing for attention. His tongue teases them and fingers find my slit and intrude into my sodden cunt. How I’ve waited for this.

I pull down the zip and release his erect cock. The warm perfume of sex meets my nostrils as I edge back the foreskin, tentatively. His red, swollen knob glistens in the moonlight.

He leans me against the wall, hitching up my skirt and jerking my legs open with his. Assured. Bending his knees he guides his cock past the gusset of my knickers. I respond, move my hips slightly forward – it stabs my pussy and victoriously angles into the warm, dewy flesh.

Groaning, he tugs at my long blond curls. My cunt greedily devours his cock. Hands positioned against the wall either side of me – a wilful capture – we begin to fuck, primally.

Grinding – short, sharp jabs.

Then long, vital strokes.

Eyes locked on mine – animated.

Alive.

When his tongue finds my mouth, I begin to quiver and moan unable to hold back my climax. Intoxicated by the spontaneity. Within seconds he trembles and falls heavily against me panting.

We stand, simply holding each other. Heartbeats slowing. Satiated. His cock still trapped in my pussy.

Finally, it droops and slips out. Yet still connected, as we keep the embrace.

His wavy dark hair tickling my face. My back a little chafed from the craggy wall.

The sound of a police siren passes close by, snapping us back to reality. He zips his fly, strokes my cheek with soft fingertips and heads off to the toilet.

I wait as his juice begins to soak my panties.

He doesn’t return.

Smiling, I am not disappointed, just relishing my freedom and such an intense experience with a beautiful stranger.

We never even swapped names.

At home, finding the restaurant cookie in my pocket, I break it open and, reading the fortune, start to giggle,

“With your back against the wall, you can still stand tall.”

Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation
Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation
Lust ~ Stranger Sex

Smut Marathon Round Six Results

To create urgency I wrote the piece in the first person, present tense. My first draft was only 500 words. I left it for a few days then added more detail to the characters. I deliberately didn’t want to over pad them because they had only just met. Anyway, I ended with about 620 words and was reasonably happy but felt that it was quite a simple tale, and not nearly as original as my other entries.

Luckily a few of the judges voted for me. The public really got behind it – I was in a three-way tie for first place from their votes. Surprisingly, my feedback was  very positive and I ended the round in my highest positon, 9th place. Check out all the results here.

A big thank you to everyone who takes time to read, vote or leave feedback for the Smut Marathon. It is very much appreciated.

Condom or Not?

Something else came from the comments. Aurora said how she wished I had included a condom. The idea had crossed my mind but I decided not to in case it distracted from the passion and lust the characters were portraying. I posed the question on Twitter and a great discussion took place as to whether we have a responsibility to promote safe sex in our erotic fiction writing. I shall be posting the outcome of the debate soon.

Round Seven

I am currently trying to think of an idea for the next round. We are now into the knock out stage and the five contestants with the fewest points will leave the competition. I have learned a lot from the Smut Marathon, and am proud to have made it this far, being up against such amazing writers. Because of this I am happy to go anytime – and will do so with a smile on my face 😉

There are not too many fiction writers in the Summer 100 challenge. However, Isabelle has just written a very sexy short story and if you want to catch some of the past weeks posts from this meme then Meg has shared some in her latest SoSS.

19 thoughts on “Smut Marathon Round Six ~ Standing Ovation

  1. That ending is great! As the reader, I (obviously) know you made it up but it feels so natural within the story I can believe that it could have happened that way in real life.

    1. Thanks Kayla – yeah the ending is made up and the characters but the storyline was inspired by my friend who enjoyed a night of stranger sex 😉 x

  2. This was a great story and the ending was a nice touch. As for the whole condom thing. I’ve been in many condom/no condom debates and my position has always been that I except there’s an expectation in romance for people in non-committed relationships to use condoms. But erotica is the last bastion of ultimate fantasy. Frankly, I’d rather not see a condom in my erotica; I find it hotter. We all should know that having unprotected sex with a stranger is a no-no. I don’t think it’s a writer’s responsibility to beat that over people’s heads. If you can come up with a hot, clever way to use a condom, more power to you! 😉

    1. thanks for your comment – glad you liked the story – it was a simple sexy tale. I understand what you say about “rather not see a condom in erotic” – totally get that – and yes the reader should know better than to accept it for real…

  3. Thank you so much for not only sharing what you have written for the Smut Marathon, but also the thoughts afterwards, such as the condom discussion. I think this is really something people can learn from, as we don’t all do it the same way… funnily enough, the first story I wrote after the condom discussion actually mentioned a condom 😉

    Rebel xox

  4. Fuck yes to stranger sex! Interestingly enough, I had the same reaction that Aurora had, especially after reading Livvy’s piece on multi-resistant gonorrhea last night. That said – this is hot, and I like that the protagonist feels liberated at the end.

  5. I also loved the details which help to set it in reality. Their desire and desperation for each other came across during the sex but I also loved the way that you developed their characters, especially hers.

  6. This was great May, really fresh, immediate and with the right drive of urgency.
    Other comments are right, it is the little details which make it sexy, they keep it real, and chime with the reader: smells, sensations sounds etc. I’ve just read a psychological thriller which stated that smell/action memories operate separately from the main part of our stored memories, hence they can act as a trigger, unlocking bigger memories! Useful factoid huh? You have suggested this before and I’m in total agreement, but am happy to find there is science behind it!
    I agree with Elliott that the fortune cookie revealing its prediction at the end was a great twist – sidesteps the cheesy! I don’t wonder that this was a popular entry in the competition. Good luck for the next round. x

    1. Thanks Posy – nice to hear you say fresh as I did think that about it too and smell is an incredible thing to trigger memories x

  7. Lots of small details here that make it ultra hot. For example:
    “The warm perfume of sex meets my nostrils as I edge back the foreskin, tentatively.” “Hands positioned against the wall either side of me – a wilful capture – we begin to fuck, primally.” “Finally, it droops and slips out. Yet still connected, as we keep the embrace.”

    Indie xx

  8. I liked your story, May, appropriately hot and smutty, of course. I liked how the prompt appeared at the end of your story to finish it off and that the story wasn’t about the fortune cookie. Good luck with the next round.

    Perhaps Aurora was being a bit too PC, as two people fucking in a back alley behind a bar sure as hell are not worrying about using a condom. But it did provide a lively discussion on twitter.

    1. Thanks Elliott and reading the true tale about my friend Shirley who inspired it you can imagine why I didn’t include a condom 😉

  9. I’m so glad you brought the discussion on condoms to Twitter as I found it really interesting. For me, it’s not about sexually educating, I just find as a reader I get distracted by the risk their taking and it pulls me out of the story. I actually had no idea how rare that was though!
    Good luck in the next round! You are a brilliant writer and I’ve no doubt you’ll come up with something fantastic and progress further in the marathon.
    Aurora x

    1. Thanks Aurora, it really made me realise how good feedback can be – got me thinking and many other writers too. x

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