Tag: Humor

Flash: Funner Part 1

Erin Penn

Pile Of Books Stock Photo

Photo by Surachai of FreeDigitalPhoto.net

Rating: Mature

Cheryl wrapped her legs around Joe’s midriff again, delighting in the unhurried strokes that were slowly driving her out of her mind. Inside a coil of molten emotion was building, getting ready to explode. Meanwhile, she was enjoying the quiet moment with her husband. Two careers and two young children didn’t leave them much couple time.

The sliding of his cock slowly stopped. Her man stilled, deep inside her. She waited a few breaths to see what next he had in mind, watching his beloved face, hands resting gently on his broad shoulders. Her arousal relaxing, the delicious molten feeling cooling waiting to be reheated to lava levels.

“Hey, are you okay?” she finally had to ask.

He blinked and looked down as if suddenly discovering Cheryl beneath him in the middle of a pushup. “Sorry, just thought of work.”

“This is the only work you should be thinking of.” Cheryl said firmly, giving her hips a wiggle. Taking his face between her hands, she added. “Besides, it’s more funner.”

Restarting his rocking movement at a brisker pace, he smiled innocently. “More funner?”

“Yes, more funner.” She arched as he began to hit her G spot, momentarily closing her eyes.

Taking advantage of the arch, Joe sucked her left tit. Finding no additional reaction, he switched to her right tit. He sucked it a second and then bit lightly down. A moan escaped his wife’s lips. Quickly he switched back to the left tit and sucked again. This time she bucked as though an electric shock went through her. He pushed himself back up for better bracing and increased speed again.

“Is funner really a word?”

The coil was getting ready to explode, but even so she had to ask, “Really? … Grammar police while we are having sex?” She tried to keep her face stern as he hit the perfect place again.

He chuckled, throwing off his strokes. Cheryl’s lips twitched as well. Suddenly he collapsed on her and they were both laughing. The molten emotions switched to humor and joy. His dick shrank a little, then equally suddenly he kissed her full on the lip and pushed himself back up. He pounded into her, and she had to tighten her legs in order not to move into the metal headboard. Within seconds her orgasm took her and he followed her over the cliff, spilling his seed.

(words 397 – first published 12/26/2012)

Blog: The Muse Speaks Up

Erin Penn

Meme from Facebook (no associated copyright I know of)

 

“New job?” the muse in my head asks.

 

I wince. The slave driver is back. “Not so new anymore, the shiny has worn off a bit.”

 

“Yeah, kind of noticed. You are finally getting brain cells back now that you are not constantly learning new things.” He smiled, evilly. “Soooo, when can we write?”

 

“Please,” I beg. “I just caught up on my sleep. I still got my tax job on weekends, and my other virtual-night job, and I need to clean the house, and I haven’t seen my friends in six months, and ….”

 

He interrupts. “And when can we write?”

 

Not an argument I am going to win. “Tonight?”

 

“Tonight sounds good.”

 

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I’m back! Still need to do a dozen things, but they can wait – or so my muse says. My bill collectors don’t agree, but what do they know? The dust bunnies like living in the corners of my house and are on the muse’s side, so the majority wins.

 

So where were we, my dear readers, before life so rudely interrupted?

 

I had caught up on my bi-weekly postings. Needless to say, that has fallen behind again.

I was one shy of finally completing the Breathless Press Sunday Fun pictures and needing to switch format from the Sunday visual inspiration and Wednesday personal flash.

I had started the initial stages of two books: The Antichrist’s Big Sister Blog and Erin Penn’s First Base Collection Year 1.

 

So where are we going from here, because the ride isn’t over. My muse has declared it!

 

Well, I owe a few back blogs, 32 to be exact. Nineteen Sunday style and thirteen Wednesday style. Since only one Breathless Press Sunday Fun Photo remains, I am going to need to change the format of the blog a little.

 

Wednesday will continue to be a flash every week, but with a twist. On odd numbered Wednesdays a picture shall be used as inspiration for the flash (Visual Flash) – similar to the old Sunday Breathless Press pictures – and even numbered Wednesdays, the story will be produced without visual prompts (Text Flash). As I will be the source of all the pictures going forward, I will make certain the picture’s copyright allows blogging usage. I will continue to supplement the Text Flashes with images like I have in the past, writing the material first and then finding a matching picture.

 

On Sunday, I will aim to provide a 250 to 1.000 word segment of my Work-In-Progress (WIP). This will guarantee every week I will write at least 250 words for my WIP. (Thereby making my muse happy. It won’t shut him up, but he will be happy.) A minimum of 1,000 to 3,000 of a flirt (10K) should be completed every month with this schedule. Maybe I won’t be able to keep up with my original plan of 10K published words a month, but I will be able to deliver 3 to 4 flirts a year leveraging the Sunday WIP. The related pictures to the WIP shall be the cover art.

 

Still on the front burner are the two books, The Antichrist’s Big Sister Blog and Erin Penn’s First Base Collection Year 1. I paid for the cover art, I am going to use it. I will do a major push to get at least one, if not both, out by ConCarolinas. Since the convention is scheduled for May 30th to June 1st 2014, I don’t have much time. Like last year, I do plan to offer at least one of my published books for free through Amazon on the Monday immediately following the Con.

 

So that is the plan.

 

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“So are we going to really write now?”

 

“Yes, muse, we are going to write.”