Journey Series

Journey Series

Monday, August 21, 2017

Flash Fiction Scene - Go.

Hi,
I’m sure most thought I would post something related to the eclipse, but I’m not going to. In-fact, I’m going to lean more towards a love scene.

Hope you guy’s enjoy and remember . . .
Let your imagination soar when you read.
Have a great week.
Julia
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Note This is an unedited scene
ADULT CONTENT
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One more spin around the room. Everything was perfect. Flower peddles covered the light rose silk bedspread. Candle light flittered across the mirror I’d setup next to the bed to appease her desire to watch me enter her body.

Tonight has to be perfect. Has to be. Most important night in my life.

He ran to the kitchen, inhaling the sweet aroma of fresh cooked steak. Crisp, fresh salad chilled in the fridge with her favorite dressing waiting for her to enjoy. Best of all was the light red velvet red box sitting in the middle of her plate.

“tonight will be perfect.”

“Sure looks like it.”

He whirled around, making his stomach bottom twice thanks to the well-known voice. “What are you . . . No. You  can’t be here. Not tonight. Go.”

“Now, now. Is that anyway to treat your brother.”

“yes.” No way would he say he always ruined everything. No way would Jeff be his downfall tonight. He could take his roaming the world behind to his baby sister’s house for the night. “Go to Rebecca.”

“she kicked me out, already.”

“then go to mom and dad’s.”

“Hell - -“


“Go.” He took hold of his brother’s shoulder and shoved him towards the front door. “Now.”

Monday, August 14, 2017

Inspirational Photo Scene


Hi,

Hope all had an amazing couple of weeks. Sorry, for not posting last week. My mind was fogged up and I forgot. This week I hope to make up for it with this amazing photo and scene.

Have a great week and remember: Let your imagination soar when you read.
Julia


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Note This is an unedited scene
ADULT CONTENT
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Those eyes. I knew them. Intimately. But it couldn’t be. There was no way. Yet . . . I knew Travis sat in front of me. How? That I did not know. Travis had left for Japan two days ago. He had not been anywhere near when the house blew up.

“Is it you?”

The white feathered head bobbed up and down, sending my stomach into a bigger turmoil than it had already been.

“How?”

She didn’t really expect an answer. Why would I? I was talking to a damn owl. Thought the owl was Travis.

“I’m losing my fucking mind.”

“Miss,” A hand came to rest on her shoulder. “You okay?”

I nodded, not really believing my own words.

“Do you see those bright blue eyes?”

“I do.” Officer Kent, a long time friend of Travis; and mine. “Do you know who that is?”

“No.” Lie. I did, but wasn’t going to mention it. No way did I need Kent thinking I lost my mind.

“I believe you do.” Kent leaned forward. “I called him about the explosion. He came right back.”

“You what? He what? What are you going on about?”


“I’ll let Travis explain later.” Kent patted my shoulder and went back over to the group of officers gathered around her ruble of a house.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Flash Fiction Scene

Hi,
Start this week’s post off with an apology for failing to post last week. Don’t really have an excuse, besides I forgot. That happens from time to time.

This week’s post is a bit more on the adventurous side for a flash fiction post. Biggest thing is that I can see this week’s scene turning into an amazing story.

Hope you guys enjoy it.
Remember, Let your imagination soar when you read.
Julia
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Note This is an unedited scene
ADULT CONTENT
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Lord have mercy! What was this woman doing? Trying to draw my load before she saw how well I could use my stick. No way would he tell her to stop. Nope. Not happening. Spider like trindels created chill bumps over his entire body.. Each time the flat of her tongue ran down his dick, he forced himself to remain still. She would not see what she was doing to him. Nope.

Lord have mercy! If she  didn’t stop . . . Course he kept his mouth shut about the state she had worked him into. Enjoyment, like none other, had claimed his entire body as she traced his entire length from the base of his balls to the under skin of his mushroom head.

Magic. That’s what her tongue was. No other way to explain how marvelous her light feather licks across his balls where.

He gripped her curly red hair and pushed her face further into his balls. His reward, or reprimand, was a little nip to the base of his cock.

“Shit!” Travis bit his lip, pushing a moan back. He let no one draw sounds from him. It was his rule. Women were just women. None were special. They never would be. Unless . . . No. He yanked the woman’s head away from his body and pushed her away until she fell backwards.
“Hey - -“
Her words faded as he shoved the balled up bandanna he had balled into his fist.

Wide eyes.
Dull Eyes
Fear.
Muffled shouts made his cock jerk with excitement. It knew what was coming. Longed for the excitement that lay ahead.

“That’s it, bitch.” He ran his hand up her bare stomach, pausing to squeeze her firm tits. “You going to see how well I can use my cock to make you beg. For death.”

Darkness consumed her huge hazel eyes. Her cheeks reddened. Tears bubbled under her eyelids. She knew he meant what he said. Her body, stiffened, yet her athletic legs kicked out, missing him by a mere inch. He felt the smile, but her frozen body told him she knew what lay ahead.

He’d played her game since he coaxed her to his house after a dinner of snails and fine wine. She’d taken his bait like most women. Fine dining enticed her into finding out just how much he was worth. Soon as she commented on how huge his house was, he knew he had her locked down. She was like most woman. Desired a wealthy man to keep her living a high society life. Money grubbing stick on legs with a glow of nothing but success.

Boy was she dead-wrong. Her huge bubble like eyes told him she knew it all too well. The bitch knew she’d fallen right into his game. She’s never had control of the situation. No woman would ever gain the upper hand over him. Nope.


Not even the dead.