Rambling, and a Work In Progress Excerpt

After a week of vacation I seem to have been inspired to get back to writing a bit more seriously again. Today was a productive day, and that makes me feel good.

I'm a writer. How do I know I am, you ask? Because the act of writing makes me feel good. It's that simple.

But it's not all, of course. Part of being a writer is having other people read what you write. And hopefully like it. Or at least be moved to feel something by it. There's nothing worse than being boring, as a writer. As a person, really, but as a writer it touches on what makes you, you. And what makes you money, in the end, so it can be a real problem, being boring as a writer. Unnoticed. Forgotten.

Which is why you probably see a lot of writers trying to get attention. For their work if they're not too conceited, but sometimes for themselves. Those should probably just be ignored.

But the thing is, we don't know if you've seen our work if you don't tell us about it. So please do. Write a review, give it a rating. Comment on a blog post, or send an e-mail (mine is cecilialansing @gmail.com). The author will love you for it.

This author will even love you if you criticize her writing. Not saying mean things, mind you, but telling me what's wrong with my work will maybe even earn you more gratitude than gushing platitudes about my greatness. I already know about my greatness. Tell me how to improve! ;)

So here's me, asking for some attention for my work. The little bit below is an excerpt from one of my Works–In–Progress (WIP). Unedited, raw. So it has warts. Can you see the same ones I already spotted? Or have you spotted problems I've missed by being too close to the material? I'd love to know. Leave me a comment?

Excerpt

“Time for your punishment now, you little minx,” Nicole growled at her. Giving both her nipples one last painful tweak, in one movement she grabbed Amy’s hair and lifted herself off of her thighs. She pulled Amy with her as she sat down on the edge of the bed. Amy knew what she was planning and let herself be turned over and positioned over Nicole’s lap. Satisfied, Nicole let go of her friends hair and forced both her arms behind her back. Holding both arms with her left hand, she rubbed over the cute bare butt in front of her with the other.

“Not a sound from you, naughty girl,” she said. Amy nodded in response.

Robert was struck by the similarities in the poses of the two pairs in the room. The only difference was that he was fully on the bed with his legs up in front of him, and Julia was facing the other way. He was covered by the sheets, but underneath he was as naked as Nicole and Amy. Julia still had some clothes on. Not much though. Her shirt had shifted up to fully expose the nicely shaped backside wrapped in the small tight boy–shorts.

Robert’s hands were softly caressing the body that lay across his lap. The bare flesh of her thigh was soft and smooth and he was rubbing it with left hand, while his right was drawing circles on her back. Julia seemed to be caught up in the tableau in front of them, but was also still softly squirming on his lap, rubbing herself against his erection that refused to die down with the stimulation it and his brain was receiving.

Nicole started the spanking. Softly at first, slapping her hand against the bare flesh of Amy’s butt–cheeks. Alternating between both. She covered all of her ass, and a bit down the backs of her thighs, slowly coloring the skin a light pink. Amy was silent, and had her head hanging down to the floor, so Robert couldn’t see her behind the bed.

After a dozen warm–up slaps, Nicole started to get into it. Hitting her harder and harder. Soon the room was filled with the sharp cracks of her hand coming down on Amy’s ass. Robert thought he heard a sharp intake of breath now and then coming from Amy. But she remained mostly silent.

Julia’s squirming had increased in intensity and pressure, making it harder and harder for Robert to concentrate on the spanking. He forced himself to keep his hips still, but it was hard. Fantasies of ripping down the shorts covering the fine ass in front of him in his lap and raining down a few—soft, he wasn’t a sadist—slaps of his own were running through his head. Followed by a rough fucking and a well–deserved release for them both.

He felt a little guilty thinking these thoughts about the beautiful girl now in his lap, while the other gorgeous teen he just had a wonderful sex–filled night with was just a few feet away. On the other hand, his beautiful teen was busy spanking another hot teen while they were both stark naked. So the situation was a bit murky to begin with, and Robert had a little trouble figuring out what in the hell was going on around him. And the rubbing and squirming in his lap was beginning to really distract him.

Nicole continued to spank Amy, increasing the force of her blows all the time, it seemed. She must have a pretty painful palm by now, Robert thought. Then he heard a soft mewl from somewhere behind the bed, and chastised himself for the stupid thought. Amy’s ass must be really hurting her by now, but she had been nearly completely silent throughout. Now she was finally showing some sign of discomfort, but Nicole ignored her and increased the force of her blows even more.

Amy was now gasping with each blow, but Robert thought he detected a note of arousal in the sound that was getting more pronounced by the second. Nicole apparently also heard it, and was actually waiting for it. Because just as Robert thought Amy was about to orgasm judging by the pitch and tone of the moans now accompanying the gasps, Nicole stopped and roughly shoved Amy from her lap to tumble down on the floor with a shriek.

“And now, get out of here, you little pain–slut,” she said with a triumphant tone in her voice. “This was a punishment, not a reward.”

Amy wailed her frustration and quickly got up on her knees to beg Nicole. “Please! Nicole! You can’t leave me like this, please!” Nicole ignored her pleas and turned her back on Amy, getting back up on the bed on her hands and knees. Her gaze locked on Julia still draped over Robert’s lap.

“Your punishment will have to wait, Jules, because I’m going to devour dear Robert here and reward him for his restraint. So,”—she grabbed Julia’s hair and started hauling her away from Robert none too gently,—“it’s time for you to get lost. Go take care of Amy. She’s got a little problem over there, I think.” She smirked.

Pushing Julia towards the end of the bed and Amy, Nicole wasted no time and before Robert could react she had exposed him and crawled between his legs. His cock sprung up as soon as it was free from the sheets, and Robert let out a yelp by the sudden exposure. His eyes darted to the other girls in shock and saw them both looking on as Nicole took him into her mouth and started slobbering all over his erection.

Unable to do anything but let her continue, Robert lent his head back against the head–board and closed his eyes. This morning had been very weird but exciting already. He figured he could survive being pleasured in front of an audience—a captivated audience at that, he noted—to finish it off.

After a few slurps and bobs of her head, Nicole came up for a breath and turned towards the two girls gawking. “Scram! This isn’t a show, you perverts!” She laughed as the other two seemed to come out of their trance and scurried out the connecting door and back to their own room. Before their cute asses had disappeared through the door—a little to Robert’s disappointment—Nicole reminded him he had more than he could handle right here in his lap.

That is the end of chapter 6 of my novel–length work in progress. It's about the journey of a somewhat older man as he discovers the delights of kinky, sexy games with three uninhibited young women. And somewhere they end up on a sailing boat. With ropes and rigging and acres of lonely water.

So, liked it? Hated it? Problems? I'd love to get some feedback.