The Excerpt from Scratch Film by Cynthia Dollins (me)
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1imaginelove
This is from the novel I'm working on called Scratch Film. I'm very careful of the overall plot because I haven't contracted it with a publisher yet, but an erotic snippet won't hurt anything right? :) Let me know what you think.
I'll run through it for formatting purposes, but I'm on medical leave and doped up, so please forgive any errors I didn't catch. ;)
Oh yeah - please do not copy and paste this anywhere. It is copyrighted material and I own exclusive copyrights and choose to share it here. Thanks :-)
Amy lathered her hair up, not knowing why she decided to join this expensive gym instead of using the one that was free to the police department. She did, however, enjoy the shower tremendously. One wall in the shower stall was a huge mirror, and the rest of it was a turquoise blue tile that was beautifully complimented by glass shelves for personal items and a contemporary styled chrome shower unit with three jets other than the main showerhead. The settings were what excited Amy though. She preferred a hard massage after her workouts and this shower provided just the setting to send the hot water beating into her smooth muscles after a hard workout. She rubbed the conditioner through her hair and into her scalp then turned to rinse. She closed her eyes as the showerhead rained down through her hair and the other jets pounded into her back and buttocks.
She reached up to run her hands through her hair again, to see if all the conditioner had been washed out when she sensed someone enter her shower stall. She kept her eyes closed, knowing who it was who had come in to join her. She certainly hoped she was right as those long dark brown waves tormented her thoughts.
Suddenly, she was put into a position she often used to arrest people. She had been turned forcefully and pressed up against the wall, hands captured in front of her pressed flat against the wall. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the corner, her head angled so that she could only see herself in the fog resistant mirror. She looked up, not daring to make it obvious and caught site of the long brown hair that cascaded free of any bounds and nearly down to Amy’s breasts. The much larger woman pressed her own breasts up against Amy’s back, running her hands down the front of Amy.
She held Amy up against the wall and explored the smaller body that was quivering with excitement and obeying the unspoken rules that would immediately end their encounter. Any noise that could be heard over the running water was also prohibited. Amy’s breathing quickened as she felt the hands slick with hot water and the remnants of soap explored the small thatch of soft, golden curls between her legs that were so close to the silky smoothness nearby. The larger woman stepped closer, spreading her legs so that her own clit brushed seductively against Amy’s full buttocks. Amy heard a sharp intake of breath as the exploring fingers found her own clit and began to set up a rhythm.
Amy opened her eyes again and focused on her own small hand trapped between her face and the mirrored wall. Watching her own face showing the signs of pleasure stepped up the passion in her and she pressed against the hand that was in between her legs. The woman’s other hand was cupping her small but full breasts as she pulled Amy closer to her, grinding her clit slowly against Amy’s hips. She allowed Amy that small, involuntary movement and released the pressure that was holding her hips in place. Amy felt her loosen her grip and moved her hips against both the fingers that were now exploring her more deeply, knocking at the door her small, slick opening and the matching hips that were holding her in place against the wall.
Amy moaned, the small sound escaping involuntarily and she quickly bit it back, not wanting the encounter to be over. The larger woman heard her and whispered in her ear. “You know the rules, honey. Not a peep. We can’t get caught here.”
“I know.” She whispered back. “I’m sorry. It’s just…”
She trailed off as the woman pressed a finger just inside of her, causing all of Amy’s muscles to tense up in anticipation. She struggled just a bit to get one of her hands free in order to touch the gorgeous woman that was pressed up against her. She never knew how it was going to go – only that she would be found in private and the interlude would begin. Amy loved the creativity her secret lover had and knew she somehow had to make up the rules as she went along. She figured she wouldn’t get in too much trouble for breaking free.
She freed on hand, the one not under her face without the other woman noticing and reached behind her to caress her bottom. The woman pressed further into her and Amy clenched her hand, earning a squeeze of the luscious bottom that held per pinned. The woman let out a harsh breath in pleasure and let Amy loose. She turned her around and pressed her against the wall, this time so she had full access to the front of Amy. She lifted her a bit off the ground so that Amy’s legs could wrap around her and tangling her hands in Amy’s hair, she kissed her long and deep. Amy caressed the full, heavy breasts that were know trapped between them along with the hair that covered them and fell in wet locks across them. Amy loved that hair and it only heightened the sensations, being that it was wet and moving in between them as they moved and deepened the kiss.
The larger woman slid her hands from Amy’s hair and down her body, cupping her butt and lifting her softly against her, her leg rubbing against Amy’s clit. She lifted Amy’s feet against the floor and Amy obediently wrapped her arms around the woman’s neck, never breaking the kiss that was growing deeper. Her tongue moved seductively inside Amy’s mouth, hinting at the skill that would be used in another place that was infinitely more pleasurable. The picture forming in Amy’s mind about what was about to happen made her frantic with need and she arched her back to press her hips against the tall woman and free her breasts from being captured in between them.
She was gently laid on the low wooden bench just outside of the reach of the water, left on to cover any noise that would lead to detection. The gym was fairly empty at this time of morning, but being caught was something neither one wanted. The water also gave them the sense that they were in their own blue tiled world, created simply for their pleasure. Their focus was on each other, though as Amy’s head was laid on her robe that had been discarded on the bench. The tall woman went to her knees at the end of the bench, where Amy’s legs were spread seductively and the tight, toned muscles were displayed in her long legs. She lifted one of her legs up and rested the heel on the bench, the other leg extended and rested on the floor. The water lightly misted her foot where it rested and distracted her from the first moment the woman’s tongue rested gently against the soft, white hollow where her thigh joined her torso. The woman marveled that even in the tanning bed, this spot of flesh remained free from a tan and deepened the pressure her tongue had on the hollow. Her lips followed, forming a deep kiss that caused Amy to be fully back in the present with her focus where it should be.
Amy arched her back and pressed her hips down involuntarily, the suspense causing her to ache. The woman traveled across to the other thigh and it’s
secret hollow she so loved to kiss, with her lips barely brushing the area Amy was excitedly expecting. She thoroughly explored where she wanted, holding Amy still with her strong hands pressing firmly on her hips.
She slid her hands down and cupped the tops of Amy’s legs, pulling her hips towards her. Amy could no longer keep her heel on the bench and it fell to
join the other, extended on the blue tile. The woman wasn’t satisfied with this position and lifted the leg that fell onto her shoulder, turning her head
to kiss the side of her knee. Amy was fully into the moment, not knowing anything but the feelings that were coursing through her body.
The woman trailed kisses, a mix of deep and gentle, up Amy’s thigh from her knee to the hips that were eagerly waiting, pressing against the wooden bench.
She began to gently lick then kiss Amy’s labia, increasing the pressure until Amy was frantic with want. She turned her head slightly and gave Amy what she so badly wanted, moving her hands down Amy’s legs and stroking them with long sweeping, tickling strokes. Her tongue explored Amy much as it had her mouth just minutes before. Amy felt herself becoming distanced from the sensation and becoming lightheaded; feeling like she was floating.
The woman sensed this by Amy’s sudden stillness and lifted her head. “Remember, not a noise, Amy.” She whispered.
In a haze, Amy nodded her assent and as the woman refrained from touching her, she began to come back to earth. She flitted her eyes open for a moment, and the woman chose that point to stroke Amy’s soft and moist opening. She pressed against the gentle pressure that partially blocked the entrance and Amy’s breathing quickened once more. Amy opened her eyes fully and looked at her full in the face. At that moment, the woman pushed her fingers inside and Amy threw her head back in pleasure, the woman’s mouth coming down on her clit as her fingers worked inside her. Amy raised her pelvis up off the wooden bench and her lower body clenched as the warmth became unbearable. She looked at the woman again; her eyes wild as she saw only the top of her head and her eyes, glittering back at her.
At the moment she found release, she woke up in a cold sweat, body tense and breathing heavy. She cursed herself for never making it to the best part, although this was a new one for her. She rolled over heavily in bed, trying to calm her breathing and regain a state of unconsciousness. Fluffing the pillow under her head, she closed her eyes against the darkened room and felt an arm come across her.
“You ok?” Jared whispered in her ear.
“Yeah, just a dream.” She answered, sleep still in her voice.
“Good or bad.” He moved up against her to where their full lengths were touching.
“Oh, it was very good.” She smiled and thought of Sara.
I'll run through it for formatting purposes, but I'm on medical leave and doped up, so please forgive any errors I didn't catch. ;)
Oh yeah - please do not copy and paste this anywhere. It is copyrighted material and I own exclusive copyrights and choose to share it here. Thanks :-)
Amy lathered her hair up, not knowing why she decided to join this expensive gym instead of using the one that was free to the police department. She did, however, enjoy the shower tremendously. One wall in the shower stall was a huge mirror, and the rest of it was a turquoise blue tile that was beautifully complimented by glass shelves for personal items and a contemporary styled chrome shower unit with three jets other than the main showerhead. The settings were what excited Amy though. She preferred a hard massage after her workouts and this shower provided just the setting to send the hot water beating into her smooth muscles after a hard workout. She rubbed the conditioner through her hair and into her scalp then turned to rinse. She closed her eyes as the showerhead rained down through her hair and the other jets pounded into her back and buttocks.
She reached up to run her hands through her hair again, to see if all the conditioner had been washed out when she sensed someone enter her shower stall. She kept her eyes closed, knowing who it was who had come in to join her. She certainly hoped she was right as those long dark brown waves tormented her thoughts.
Suddenly, she was put into a position she often used to arrest people. She had been turned forcefully and pressed up against the wall, hands captured in front of her pressed flat against the wall. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the corner, her head angled so that she could only see herself in the fog resistant mirror. She looked up, not daring to make it obvious and caught site of the long brown hair that cascaded free of any bounds and nearly down to Amy’s breasts. The much larger woman pressed her own breasts up against Amy’s back, running her hands down the front of Amy.
She held Amy up against the wall and explored the smaller body that was quivering with excitement and obeying the unspoken rules that would immediately end their encounter. Any noise that could be heard over the running water was also prohibited. Amy’s breathing quickened as she felt the hands slick with hot water and the remnants of soap explored the small thatch of soft, golden curls between her legs that were so close to the silky smoothness nearby. The larger woman stepped closer, spreading her legs so that her own clit brushed seductively against Amy’s full buttocks. Amy heard a sharp intake of breath as the exploring fingers found her own clit and began to set up a rhythm.
Amy opened her eyes again and focused on her own small hand trapped between her face and the mirrored wall. Watching her own face showing the signs of pleasure stepped up the passion in her and she pressed against the hand that was in between her legs. The woman’s other hand was cupping her small but full breasts as she pulled Amy closer to her, grinding her clit slowly against Amy’s hips. She allowed Amy that small, involuntary movement and released the pressure that was holding her hips in place. Amy felt her loosen her grip and moved her hips against both the fingers that were now exploring her more deeply, knocking at the door her small, slick opening and the matching hips that were holding her in place against the wall.
Amy moaned, the small sound escaping involuntarily and she quickly bit it back, not wanting the encounter to be over. The larger woman heard her and whispered in her ear. “You know the rules, honey. Not a peep. We can’t get caught here.”
“I know.” She whispered back. “I’m sorry. It’s just…”
She trailed off as the woman pressed a finger just inside of her, causing all of Amy’s muscles to tense up in anticipation. She struggled just a bit to get one of her hands free in order to touch the gorgeous woman that was pressed up against her. She never knew how it was going to go – only that she would be found in private and the interlude would begin. Amy loved the creativity her secret lover had and knew she somehow had to make up the rules as she went along. She figured she wouldn’t get in too much trouble for breaking free.
She freed on hand, the one not under her face without the other woman noticing and reached behind her to caress her bottom. The woman pressed further into her and Amy clenched her hand, earning a squeeze of the luscious bottom that held per pinned. The woman let out a harsh breath in pleasure and let Amy loose. She turned her around and pressed her against the wall, this time so she had full access to the front of Amy. She lifted her a bit off the ground so that Amy’s legs could wrap around her and tangling her hands in Amy’s hair, she kissed her long and deep. Amy caressed the full, heavy breasts that were know trapped between them along with the hair that covered them and fell in wet locks across them. Amy loved that hair and it only heightened the sensations, being that it was wet and moving in between them as they moved and deepened the kiss.
The larger woman slid her hands from Amy’s hair and down her body, cupping her butt and lifting her softly against her, her leg rubbing against Amy’s clit. She lifted Amy’s feet against the floor and Amy obediently wrapped her arms around the woman’s neck, never breaking the kiss that was growing deeper. Her tongue moved seductively inside Amy’s mouth, hinting at the skill that would be used in another place that was infinitely more pleasurable. The picture forming in Amy’s mind about what was about to happen made her frantic with need and she arched her back to press her hips against the tall woman and free her breasts from being captured in between them.
She was gently laid on the low wooden bench just outside of the reach of the water, left on to cover any noise that would lead to detection. The gym was fairly empty at this time of morning, but being caught was something neither one wanted. The water also gave them the sense that they were in their own blue tiled world, created simply for their pleasure. Their focus was on each other, though as Amy’s head was laid on her robe that had been discarded on the bench. The tall woman went to her knees at the end of the bench, where Amy’s legs were spread seductively and the tight, toned muscles were displayed in her long legs. She lifted one of her legs up and rested the heel on the bench, the other leg extended and rested on the floor. The water lightly misted her foot where it rested and distracted her from the first moment the woman’s tongue rested gently against the soft, white hollow where her thigh joined her torso. The woman marveled that even in the tanning bed, this spot of flesh remained free from a tan and deepened the pressure her tongue had on the hollow. Her lips followed, forming a deep kiss that caused Amy to be fully back in the present with her focus where it should be.
Amy arched her back and pressed her hips down involuntarily, the suspense causing her to ache. The woman traveled across to the other thigh and it’s
secret hollow she so loved to kiss, with her lips barely brushing the area Amy was excitedly expecting. She thoroughly explored where she wanted, holding Amy still with her strong hands pressing firmly on her hips.
She slid her hands down and cupped the tops of Amy’s legs, pulling her hips towards her. Amy could no longer keep her heel on the bench and it fell to
join the other, extended on the blue tile. The woman wasn’t satisfied with this position and lifted the leg that fell onto her shoulder, turning her head
to kiss the side of her knee. Amy was fully into the moment, not knowing anything but the feelings that were coursing through her body.
The woman trailed kisses, a mix of deep and gentle, up Amy’s thigh from her knee to the hips that were eagerly waiting, pressing against the wooden bench.
She began to gently lick then kiss Amy’s labia, increasing the pressure until Amy was frantic with want. She turned her head slightly and gave Amy what she so badly wanted, moving her hands down Amy’s legs and stroking them with long sweeping, tickling strokes. Her tongue explored Amy much as it had her mouth just minutes before. Amy felt herself becoming distanced from the sensation and becoming lightheaded; feeling like she was floating.
The woman sensed this by Amy’s sudden stillness and lifted her head. “Remember, not a noise, Amy.” She whispered.
In a haze, Amy nodded her assent and as the woman refrained from touching her, she began to come back to earth. She flitted her eyes open for a moment, and the woman chose that point to stroke Amy’s soft and moist opening. She pressed against the gentle pressure that partially blocked the entrance and Amy’s breathing quickened once more. Amy opened her eyes fully and looked at her full in the face. At that moment, the woman pushed her fingers inside and Amy threw her head back in pleasure, the woman’s mouth coming down on her clit as her fingers worked inside her. Amy raised her pelvis up off the wooden bench and her lower body clenched as the warmth became unbearable. She looked at the woman again; her eyes wild as she saw only the top of her head and her eyes, glittering back at her.
At the moment she found release, she woke up in a cold sweat, body tense and breathing heavy. She cursed herself for never making it to the best part, although this was a new one for her. She rolled over heavily in bed, trying to calm her breathing and regain a state of unconsciousness. Fluffing the pillow under her head, she closed her eyes against the darkened room and felt an arm come across her.
“You ok?” Jared whispered in her ear.
“Yeah, just a dream.” She answered, sleep still in her voice.
“Good or bad.” He moved up against her to where their full lengths were touching.
“Oh, it was very good.” She smiled and thought of Sara.
2Fiso
This is sensational! I love this--first that the erotic scene seemed to float in that wonderful place where it seems like they are only two characters in the world. The tension because they were not supposed to be caught—my adrenaline ran between arousal and fear—what if they get caught! Sometimes when something ends as a dream, it can be annoying, but I desperately want to know who Sara is! At no point in the reading of this piece was I not on the edge of my seat!
Thanks for sharing!
Fiso
Thanks for sharing!
Fiso
3imaginelove
Thanks for the complimentary review!! :) I am delighted you liked it and it motivates me (a little) to go back and work on that dreaded monster that has become my novel.
Hopefully, in the future, I'll be able to give you a finished copy of the book and you can find out who Sara is - but in the mean time - know that it is very inappropriate. ;)
Hopefully, in the future, I'll be able to give you a finished copy of the book and you can find out who Sara is - but in the mean time - know that it is very inappropriate. ;)
4Fiso
I love inappropriate! Glad to have motivated you in any way. I write too--and I need to be motivated every day!!!
6ChaseM
I am currently 'stranded' in Iraq, with months to go. The internet is heavily filtered, with most entertaining sites for adults barred. I think about the 'Groundhog Day' existence yet to be endured (minus the redeeming piano lessons, children to rescue falling from trees, donuts, cafe, and snow)and wonder about retaining sanity while 'withering on the vine.'
So, LT and these discussion groups might be a sanity check or lifeline.
Having written all that, I vote for more posts such as this one! (I will not object to any influx of private renditions or favorite memorable excerpts either.)
So, LT and these discussion groups might be a sanity check or lifeline.
Having written all that, I vote for more posts such as this one! (I will not object to any influx of private renditions or favorite memorable excerpts either.)
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