Smut Marathon 2014: The final round

Three writers remained for the final round of the Smut Marathon 2014 and I was one of them. We received our final challenge on 1 November 2014:

 

Here is the final challenge. Please write me a short story inspired by this photo by Riendo:

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The story should be 1500 words max. I will post the photo along with the entrants so readers will know the inspiration.

Today is November 1st. Deadline is December 1st.

I looked at the image, looked again and looked again. Nothing came to mind. At the same time I was also busy to write for NaNoWriMo, which might just have influenced my idea pool for the Smut Marathon. But then, halfway through the story I wrote for NaNoWriMo, I knew what I was going to write for the final round. I wrote it, edited it a couple of times and then sent it off to Alison on 1 December 2014:

 

Burning Promise

“Come on, gorgeous, get your ass in here,” Ryan called from the car.
He was standing at the opened back door of the car, looking over at Taylor who was still on the beach. She smiled at him as she struggled through the sand towards the parking area. Ryan knew he was being mean not to go over to her to help her carry her stuff, but the view was just too spectacular to spoil. Taylor carried her big beach towel under her right arm and a pillow under her left. Her bag hung from her right shoulder. In one hand she held her sandals and in the other she carried two drinks. Her arms pushed her breasts up in the bikini top, making them look like she was wearing a tight corset. Ryan’s eyes ran down her body, seeing the beautiful tanned color of her tummy and legs, but also taking in the bikini bottoms and the lips that pressed hard against it from the inside.

As Taylor approached the car Ryan stepped towards her and took the pillow and beach towel from her. He threw it on the back seat against the door on the other side. Taylor bent over and reached into the car to put the drinks in and throw her sandals on the floor behind the driver’s seat. Unashamed Ryan looked at her ass as she bent over. Was she pushing it backwards on purpose, he wondered. They had been flirting with each other all day long. The heat of the sun burning down on their bodies seemed to work like an aphrodisiac. Several times they went for a swim separately to cool off but that did nothing to cool the sexual tension between them. Ryan quickly averted his eyes when Taylor stood up and turned around. She was practically standing in his embrace, was it not that he had one arm supported on the door frame and the other hand on the roof of the car.

“Get in you two,” James yelled from the front of the car. He was the driver and next to him sat Brian. The four of them were archeology students and together in a research group. They had been working through several nights to get their paper done on time and felt that they deserved a relaxing day at the beach.

Ryan waited for Taylor to get in the car and got in next to her. Taylor sat in the middle of the back seat. Once Ryan sat next to her, she pressed her leg against his, but other than that she ignored him. James pulled out of the parking space and joined the rest of the traffic on the boulevard. The sun was not down yet, but dusk has set in and all cars on the boulevard had their lights on. Ryan looked sideways and noticed the beautiful, fiery sky of the sunset. He also noticed that Taylor looked at his face before she quickly turned her head away. Her leg pressed against his again. She’s sending some kind of message, he thought and felt a stirring in his pants. He pushed his leg against hers to check. She answered with a push.

Ryan let go of all caution. He had been watching this beautiful woman all day and several times during the day he had wished he could touch her. He moved his hand to her inner leg. She turned her head to look at him. Ryan expected her to scowl at him, but she smiled. He was surprised when she spread her legs a bit wider. His hand moved up a fraction, in the direction of her bikini bottoms. He almost sighed audibly when she placed her hand high up on his inner thigh. At the same time it encouraged him to move his hand closer to her crotch. He was still half expecting her to stop him when she leaned into him and kissed him. In the same movement she pushed his hand against her bikini bottoms.

The fabric was warm and damp under his fingers. His cock stirred in his pants again. He pressed down hard and moved his hand from side to side, rubbing over her clitoris through the fabric. Taylor sighed. She didn’t want to alert the two in front. The flirting during the day, the hot sun, the warm fabric of the biking touching her skin, her labia – all of it had helped to bring her into this horny state. And she couldn’t deny, Ryan is hot. She had liked him from the start.

Traffic was heavy. James tried to maneuver the sedan between the other cars. Brian was busy with his phone and both of the men in the front of the car were oblivious to the passion on the back seat. Taylor kissed Ryan and pushed her hand into his pants to close it around his waiting cock. With her free hand she pulled the fabric of her bikini bottoms sideways, inviting him in. Ryan’s finger slipped between her lips into her wetness. He pushed her labia together, rolling them against each other and trapping her hard button between them. Taylor moaned into his mouth.

Staying quiet was difficult. Ryan pulled Taylor closer. She swung her leg over him and faced him. They kissed some more. Taylor pushed her crotch against his. Her sex wanted to be filled; she wanted to feel Ryan inside her. The passion of the day wanted them to devour each other, but they had to hold back, they had to be careful not to draw the other two’s attention to them. Their hearts beat in their chests, their bodies seemed to melt together. Their passion burned as red as the setting sun painted the sky and just like everything turned dark when the sun set, Ryan and Taylor felt the disappointment when they reached their destination too soon.

The promise in the air was unmistakable as they entered the student home hand in hand…

On 9 December 2014 we received an email from Alison that due to technical difficulties out of her control, she was calling an executive decision that the last round ended in a three-way tie for the final three writers. This meant that together with Oleander Plume and angellz I have won the Smut Marathon 2014!

A huge thank you to Alison for all the challenges and for organizing the Smut Marathon! You are a huge inspiration to me and I am proud to say that the Dutch Marathon will be entering its second year in 2015!

© Rebel’s Notes

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