Smut Marathon 2014: Round 7

After surviving round 6 of the Smut Marathon, we had to wait a couple of days before we received the prompt for round 7:

I hate saying goodbye to summer, so I thought I’d try to lift my spirits with a fabulous, sexy, smut-filled welcome to autumn.

For this month’s challenge, please pen a 750 (max) erotic story on the topic of fall.

Deadline is September 1

 

I had to think about this one for a while. I wanted it to have the feel of autumn, not only as a season, but in the cycle of love too. But I also wanted it to have the feel of hope, of something that will continue, because autumn is not where it stops, we go through to winter and before we know we are back to new life and spring again.

I came up with something that I was rather pleased with…

The Note

Keera moved the spoon in slow circles. The sugar had long been dissolved, but she was oblivious to this. There was a chill in the air that hadn’t been there two months ago when she sat in the same spot, sipping on a glass of white wine. A soft wind rustled through the leaves on the trees and several more twirled down to join the rest on the ground. Keera’s eyes followed the leaves as they found their spot between the others. Autumn with its lovely yellow, orange and red colors had clearly started. Her thoughts traveled back in time as she stared at the colored leaves on the path leading by the tiny restaurant in the middle of the forest.

Red toe nails peeped from her sandals and the matching red on her finger nails complemented the red spots in the fabric of her short summer dress. Her wine glass was empty on the table next to her. She closed her eyes and turned her face to the sun, allowing it to warm her deep inside.
“Can I get you another one of these?”
She opened her eyes to look at the speaker. A delicious shiver ran through her body and wet her folds. Her nipples hardened. She blushed as his eyes flashed down to her nipples and back up to her face. He smiled as she nodded, turned around and moments later he came back with a glass of wine for her. He put down a second coaster before putting the glass on it. Smiling at her again, he turned around and walked back into the restaurant.

Keera picked up her glass and only then saw the note scribbled on the coaster: Second door to the right, after the ladies. Had she been that obvious, she wondered. She pressed her legs together. It fueled her desire. Her legs carried her inside, pass the ladies and she opened the door he had indicated in his note. He was waiting for her inside the small storage room. No words were exchanged. He just pulled her closer and they kissed. There was an urgency in their actions. A passionate fire that needed attention. He pushed the strings of her dress off her shoulders and uncovered her breasts. Her hands found his belt, unbuckled it and pushed his zipper down. He pushed her dress over her hips and her panties with it. Swiftly he turned her around and pushed her against the storage racks. He entered her from behind; slammed into her while holding onto her breasts. She arched her back to receive his full length. Their orgasms were fierce and satisfying.

Back at her table she finished her wine and ordered another. She had the third glass of wine before she left, but she didn’t see him again. Even when she went inside to go to the ladies room, he was nowhere to be seen. Disappointed she paid her bill and left the restaurant.

Keera sighed and looked up at the multi-colored trees. The sky was a clear, cold blue and the rays of the sun danced through the dying leaves on the trees. It was a beautiful day. Autumn was starting and the summer was over. Summer adventures are just that: summer adventures. She smiled and blushed as she remembered being trapped between his body and the racks; remembered the raw passion between them. Her gaze wandered back to the leaves on the ground as her body reacted to her memories.
“Can I get you another tea, miss?”

Her nipples hardened hearing his voice. She kept her gaze fixed on the leaves when she nodded her approval. Keera turned her head to watch his back as he walked away and disappeared into the restaurant and she found herself feverishly hoping that he would bring her a note with her tea.

The results were announced on September 11. I was through to the next round with three other fabulous writers. We are down to only four writers now and this means I am already one step further than in the Smut Marathon 2013.

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In the meantime writing for round 8 has already started…

© Rebel’s Notes

4 thoughts on “Smut Marathon 2014: Round 7

  1. Fred Strunk says:

    I hope ALL of Your Stories are going to be in Books and/or Online! Myself and a lot of other people will want to Buy Them! This is a Breathtaking Erotic Story! Thank You! I will try to make sure I read all of Your Stories!

    • Marie Rebelle says:

      Thank you for your lovely compliments, and who knows, I might just put some of my stories in a book 🙂

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