So the other day I ressurected an extremely short (non-poetic) story form based on the question “What turns you on in 25 words or less?” (See previous examples) and got a pleasant surprise: contributions from readers!
I like the form a lot because you only have room to communicate the bones of an erotic idea and that leaves readers free to let their imaginations, and their own preferences, fill in the rest.
From Cathy
For seven years my eyes had not seen and my ears had not heard the message your goodbye kiss sent straight through to my toes. (25 words)
From E
The sound of your voice saying my name, intimately close yet miles away, like an ephemeral touch of your fingers on my skin. (23 words)
And from P. Burke
He asked me to hit him, so I did. It left a bright red mark. Years later, I suspect he still masturbates to that memory. (25 words)
Feel free to chime in either here in comments or elsewhere.
Update — contributions from comments here.
From Danielle
At our goodbye, he kissed my cheek, hugged me, let his hand linger at my hip longer than entirely appropriate. I savored the sweet frisson. (25 words)
From Cathy
I notice your strong hands and thighs and imagine my bare bottom rising to meet your spanks, humping the invisible cock to relieve the sting. (25 words)
From Tambopaxi
My god! The way she looked at me! I felt a warmth in my chest and a tightness in my pants. (21 words)
From E
Dream of my mouth on you: the last thing you say as we part. Lonely, I catch my breath and am wet in an instant. (25 words)
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Thu, 2007-07-05 00:04.
As I kneel naked, my head down, I hear her enter the room. Then silence. My collar ring dangles, reminding me: I am owned. (24 words)
[Nice one, NOIP. Thanks. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Wed, 2007-06-20 20:33.
I wrote this about my brother's best friend, who's done this to me twice--once before I was married, and once since.
At our goodbye, he kissed my cheek, hugged me, let his hand linger at my hip longer than entirely appropriate. I savored the sweet frisson. (25 words)
[Nice one, Danielle. I've promoted your story in the main post. Thanks! --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Thu, 2007-06-21 02:22.
I notice your strong hands and thighs and imagine my bare bottom rising to meet your spanks, humping the invisible cock to relieve the sting. (25 words)
Ok I was feeling naughty.
[Eeek! Nice, Cathy. Very naughty! Thanks. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Thu, 2007-06-21 04:16.
My god! The way she looked at me! I felt a warmth in my chest and a tightness in my pants. (21 words)
I thought one of the best ones I ever saw was an epitaph on a 17th century tombstone in Massachusetts (or perhaps it was Williamsburg, I forget):
She Lived Desired
She Died Lamented
[Thanks, Tambopaxi. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Thu, 2007-06-21 10:00.
Ohhhhh, your hands on my inner thighs, your warm breath on me, the feel of your warm tongue searching between my parted lips, slippery already.
[Thanks, Annie. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Thu, 2007-06-21 17:49.
Must be professional. I will not touch his ass. I will not... Hey! Did he just touch my ass? (19 words)
And a haiku:
Braiding a friend's hair,
My hands brush against her neck.
She inhales sharply.
[Thank you, P. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Mon, 2007-06-25 08:08.
You're so cute, Figgie. I'll spank you anytime, and you can use whatever safewords you wanna :-) I know how to keep it on the fun and exciting side. Maybe a little hand spanking followed by a wooden spoon until you're nice and pink and just starting to squirm.
[Can't hurt worse than chewing whole cayanne peppers, right? :-) Actually one of these days I really ought to try the spanking thing with someone who knows how to do it. I'm not sure I'd like it but I'd never know unless I tried. Thanks for the kind thoughts, Tam. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Fri, 2007-06-22 13:09.
Sparks in his eyes provoke sparks in my lower stomach. His cheeky smile both igniting and infuriating. I need to feel him inside of me. (25)
The most important reason my boyfriend became my boyfriend.
[Thanks, Cecile. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Sun, 2007-06-24 11:09.
I swing the quirt, land the tails neatly on his ass cheek. He hollers and writhes, then steadies himself. He takes it for me.
[Thanks, Tam. It occurs to me I shouldn't have volunteered to switch for spankings. Unless I can use "ow!" as a safeword. :-) --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Tue, 2007-06-26 10:05.
Dream of my mouth on you: the last thing you say as we part. Lonely, I catch my breath and am wet in an instant. (25 words)
Probably this will now lie unnoticed, but: I am a total convert Fig, this is a great form. And quite therapeutic when the person you want is a long way away!
[At least it'll be unnoticed on the main page now. :-) Thanks, E. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Fri, 2007-06-22 08:46.
Sorry. I got error messages.
['sok. I fixed the duplicates. (I think the problem is I have too many spam filters and such going. Sometimes it takes a little while for comments to "digest." Thanks for your patience, Mike. --fl]
Submitted by 1449 (not verified) on Fri, 2007-06-22 08:37.
As I left for work she said, "hurry home tonight so we can continue our '69 Forever' thing." I didn't get much work done. Again. (25)
[Nice. Thanks, Mike! --fl]