posted in Blog | Tagged: Dance, Echo, flash fiction, free read, Lesbian, Wank Wednesday, Wednesday Briefs
It’s time for another piece of Flash Fiction. I do so love that I get to combine the wonderful Wednesday Briefs and Wank Wednesday prompts to get my stories. Today’s Brief was to include dance in my story and the Wank directive was the world Echo. So, without further ado, here you go. Today’s warning is not about sexual content (although there is some) it is a warning that this story is a little emotional, more so than I expected when I started it! For any dancers out there, there is information
on the National Association of Schools of Dance on: www.accredited-online-colleges.org
When I dance now it is but an echo of what was. I use to be so carefree, my heart would soar with every leap, my soul expand with every leap.
But now she’s gone all I have a memories, memories that taunt me from afar like the whispered response of my own voice bouncing off walls. We were young, reckless and wild. She loved me and I loved her and no one really understood. They thought we were just very close friends, in our village the idea of two women being in love was just not one that jumped to mind.
Clara and I didn’t mind, though. We used their innocence to our advantage. I was glad that in our dance class there were more women than men and I never raced to partner one of the lads. Their movements were clumsy, their hands invasive. No, I always made sure I ended up in the arms of Clara.
“It’s a shame you weren’t born a man,†Mrs Shaw said on more than one occasion, “because you and Clara work so well together and you are the best man in the room, dear but don’t let the boys hear me say that.†“You’re better than a man,†My Clara would whisper as we lay together in the cornfield, her finger tickling my breast, “you are softer, gentler, sexier.â€
We made love in the same manner we danced. With gay abandon. I don’t think it ever once crossed our minds that what we were doing was, in the eyes of many, wrong. We just did what came naturally to us. And it was natural, we fit together so well, we knew what it took to turn each other on, we spent many an hour searching for orgasms and finding them, lots of them.
We moved in together at twenty one. My Mother passed away and Clara invited me to live with her, for company. I needed her comfort and so agreed without second thought. It was the best decision of my life. We had so much fun in our home together. Fun in every single room, I especially enjoyed the huge bath that we’d share. The added sensuality of water always made me come hard. Cara liked to have me on the dining room table. She had a dominant streak and would love to bend me over, spank me until the sound echoed through the house and my mind.
But echoes are all I have now. Echoes of dances, clothed and unclothed. Echoes of love that keep me warm at night as I cuddle under my blanket and think of her.
She had a good innings, many people told me so, in the days up to her funeral. We had grown old together, we’d promised that we would. We could have grown older but she could not fight the cancer away any longer. She tried, she really tried and I helped her but in the end, she had to give in. Her last words to me were. “I love you.†She passed in her sleep, a mercifully quiet and painless passing. For that, I’m glad.
I’m alone, now, I’ve never been alone before. I don’t like it. I have the memories of my sweetheart to keep me warm, though and I will go on living for her, because of her.
For More Wank Wednesday Echoes, Check here.
And here’s a list of all this Week’s Wednesday Briefs participants!
posted in Blog | Tagged: facebook, google plus, Hitting the Hotspot, Smut by the Sea, Social media, the big blisse kiss 2012, twitter, Victoria Blisse
This may seem a bit obvious to some of you but there may be people who visit me here who don’t know where else to find me in the great big world of t’internet.
So where can you find me? Firstly look me up on your favoured form of social media!
Okay, On to other haunts for the Blisse.
It’s no secret that I love a good snog, heck we have a Sunday Snog here every week. Well I know have a website dedicated to kissing. It’s called Blisse Kiss and has links to 2012′s Sunday snogs and some hot, tasty and FREE flash fiction snogs for you to enjoy.
You must visit me there on the 12th February for the biggest and bestest Sunday Snog ever! There’s going to be prizes and kisses and it’s going to be awesome. So don’t miss out on The Big Blisse Kiss!
Also I guest blog all over the net but on the 16th of every Month you can find me over at the Total-E-Bound blog called Hitting The Hotspot and every other day of the month is filled with awesome blogs from other Total-E-Bound authors so it’s well worth checking out.
Now last but not least My latest venture with my lovely hubby and Lucy Felthouse is smutbythesea.co.uk which is the beginnings of a plan for a brilliant event for erotica readers and authors alike in Scarborough on the East coast of England in 2013. While you are seaside, you can have the writers at Article Writing Services write free content for your blog.
First however we’re putting together a hot anthology of short seaside stories, check out the call for submissions here.
So there you go, I’m really easy to find! :)
posted in Smut News | Tagged: call for submissions, Lucy Felthouse, Poetry, Scarborough, Smut by the Sea, Victoria Blisse
As I mentioned yesterday in my Seaside themed Sunday Snog I’m really excited about the latest venture from the Blisse Household, Smut By The Sea. What is even more exciting is that the lovely Lucy Felthouse is on board as an editor! Yaaaaay!
Whilst I’m here I want to explain that in the UK the word ‘Smut’ is seen in quite a positive light! Smut is light-hearted and sexy, like the smutty postcards you can send from all the seaside towns in England. We’re great fans of innuendo, as a general rule over here! Smutty, saucy, risque and rude are all of a similar level and meaning to me as a Brit.
I understand in other places Smut has a less sexy connotation, I do hope you can embrace the Brit translation and get in touch with your slightly silly but definitely sexy side and join in with our Smut by the Sea plans!
This is a multi-part plan but the first step is to pull together a sexy seaside anthology. So we’re looking for talented authors, published and unpublished to send us stories, read on!
Length: 4,000 to 6,000 words
Genre: Any
Heat Level: Any
Ending: Any
Orientation: Any
Submissions Due: June 1st, 2012
We’ll also be accepting Poetry submissions of any length.
Royalties will be split 50% of the net profits with contributing authors, exact values will be given once we know how many stories will be in the final anthology.
You can submit your story/poem by emailing it as an attachment to victoria[at]victoriablisse.co.uk. (Please include Pen Name, Author Bio, Genre, Wordcount)
So, I hear you cry, what other plans are afoot? Well we’re planning some kind of smutastic event over in Scarborough, my favourite seaside resort, sometime in 2013. This is an idea at the moment that my husband and I are building up on but if you have any suggestions please tell us. We’re hoping to make it an event that appeals to authors and readers alike with readings, panels and more!
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