Lemon Drizzles

Want to get the Naughty directly in your 'Inbox'...be sure and subscribe to email subscription located on the top right of the page!!

Yo- Bo Dizzles...It's time again for the weekly Lemon Drizzle!

Here we are at week 4...I have Two drizzles for you this week, and I’m excited as HELL-O Doctor…

So this week's picture prompt was a bit fun and sexy.  The prompts are meant to stretch your imagination while still lighting that Twi-canon spark.  This week's entries really hit the nail on the head!

Week # 4

Picture #: 4

Title of Drizzle: For Arts Sake 

Your author name:  lizzylillyrose

My damn back was killing me and Edward was still sketching away furiously. My legs had started to turn to jelly several minutes ago, and I reckoned I had been in this position for over an hour. I was completely naked, my bum on a tiny stool with one leg bent up in the air with the top of half of my body hanging upside down. All the blood had rushed to my head, and I was starting to feel light-headed and sick.

“How much longer?” I moaned as a cramp shot up my right leg and wedged itself firmly in my buttock.

Fuck...fuck... fuck.

If he didn't hurry up I would have to move.

Life modeling was never usually much fun, but with Edward drawing me... well let's just say there were a few perks; ones that I usually got afterwards.

He'd struggled to find a model that would contort herself into the poses he wanted, or even be willing to pose so openly into some of the more erotic positions. I loved it – it challenged me and the pure eroticism of being studied by those emerald eyes of his, stared at, worshipped and usually fucked by them; all while he was drawing me... I was always a pool of lust and need when he'd finished.

“I'm nearly done, Bella.” he murmured as his hands worked on the pad in front of him.

Jesus, thank you...

“I'm just sorting out the exact curve of your right breast... and the impossible way that your nipple is tempting me,” he drawled, his voice edged with the huskiness that always appeared towards the end of his drawing. It was the tone of voice that signified he'd had enough of eye fucking me, and was preparing to do it for real.

I sighed in anticipation of what we'd be doing in a few moments time.

I remembered the first time I had modeled for him. He was so shy, so nervous about having a naked woman in his studio in the basement of his house. I was completely at ease with the whole situation and enthralled with his demeanor.

But now... holy shit, you wouldn't recognize him from that first session. Now he was a raw, sexy, predator who took his prey after every session. And for the moment I was the only prey he fed from.

“I'm done!” he exclaimed. And before I could move any of my stiff joints he was standing next to me, his hand behind my head as he gently lifted my upper body into a sitting position. I held his shoulders for support as the surge of blood rushed through my body. He grinned at me before wasting no time in moving his head to the nipple that he had so intimately been drawing a few moments ago. I dragged my fingers through his hair pulling him onto my eager body.

“I'm already so hard for you, Bella...” he breathed.

“I know... feel how wet I am....”

And he did, with one of his hands moving between my legs.

“Oh God...” he moaned. “I can't believe that me drawing you like this affects us both so much. It's like all the time I'm drawing you, we're actually experiencing our own version of foreplay.”

I nodded and moved my fingers to the belt on his trousers. I'd had enough foreplay. I wanted him.

I quickly unbuttoned his jeans and slipped my hand around his hard shaft.

“You know that stool is just the right height.” He informed me as his tongue licked along my collarbone. “We don't need to move at all.”

I smiled and pulled him free from his trousers and boxers.

There was no better way to relax the muscles after an hour of staying as still as a statue.

Edward Cullen.

Famous artist.

Shit hot lover.

~oOoOo~

Title of Drizzle: A Muse-ing Vengeance

Your author name: RosaBella75 (aka IslandWoman221)

The first day we met I saw the lust and attraction for me blazing in his viridian eyes - but then for some unfathomable reason he acted as though I didn’t exist… and his cold dismissal really pissed me off. So I decided I would taunt him - make it so he couldn’t fail to take note of me.

It didn’t take much to convince Alice to let me take her spot as the nude model for his sculpting class. He was one of only four advanced sculpture students and the only male. Even so, I took solace in how the work stations were set up on the four corners of the compass, screening my heated folds from all but my intended target.

As I took my pose on the stool the first day, I made sure my bare, naked sex was well exposed to him along with the profile of my ample breasts. I was spread and all but dripping, taunting him with my proximity while taunting myself with my want. I arranged myself on the platter of the stool, untouchable except through the proxy of his clay, a visual feast for his self-denial.

This went on for weeks. I had what felt like a permanent ridge on my back from where the stool ground into my ribs and my muscles perpetually ached from holding the difficult pose every night, but it was worth it. Hearing him pant through his nose, imagining him grinding his teeth while feeling his eyes boring into my naked flesh gave me the motivation I needed to carry out my plan.

God, I loved listening to him squirm!

And at last, tonight he would really squirm.

I had snuck a vibrator in my bag with me today. While I was disrobing in the back room I had employed it liberally, though only enough to leave me swollen and wet with need. It had left me ready; now I lay with my nipples tightly wound pebbles of want, and my pale skin glowing with arousal. The sound of my blood flooded my head and pounded in my belly. I burned for him.

Lying there I kept replaying the images I had used earlier in the dressing room to aid the vibrator, successfully pushing my desire higher and higher. I imagined him waiting until the other students left for the night before tossing down his scraper in frustration. He would fall to his knees between my own, firmly grasp my hips and bury his scruffy, no longer arrogant face deep into my hungry cunt.

It was all I could do not to squirm and moan instead of hold my pose on the stool. I could feel myself leaking down the curve of my ass. Force of will alone kept my legs still and my knees apart. I was so distracted by my difficulty holding still, along with the delicious images in my head and tickling moisture leaking across my tingling flesh, I was hardly aware of the sudden silence in the room.

A hot hand grasping my burning flesh jolted me to awareness. A single digit dipped into the moisture welling ever more strongly from my exposure and traced across my turgid folds.

“Is this for me?”

I moaned long and low and completely without volition before nodding.

The unmistakable sound of a zipper filled the silence.

“Then I’m going to give you what we want.”

I screamed my approval as I was filled to the brim, my back arching even more sharply.

This was the regard I wanted between my legs.

All great artists should know better than to ignore their inspiration!

~

Each week a picture prompt will be given. Write a drizzle (like a drabble) that is around 500 words (or less) about the picture given. 

The following week's prompt will be at the end of the current week submissions. 

Submissions will post on Friday, and should be received no later than Thursday at 7pm (CST). Email it toLemon Drizzles

Picture # 5

• 
  
• 
  
  Rules          

It has to be durty. (rated M or NC-17)

Use this heading when you submit:

Picture #:

Title of Drizzle:

Your author name (unless you want to be anon):

You need not be an "author" to submit. Everyone is welcome to spread a little Lemon drizzle our way! Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Should be beta'd. Let me know if you can't find one

Has to have Twi-pairing(s), in any combination

Has to incorporate the picture...(we should be able to tell easily that the photo and drizzle go together.)

It has to be lemony.

Friday's Lemon Drizzle

Want to get the Naughty directly in your 'Inbox'...be sure and subscribe to email subscription located on the top right of the page!!

Yo- Bo Dizzles...It's time again for the weekly Lemon Drizzle!

Here we are at week 3...I'm still anxiously sitting by my computer waiting for you all to submit!  Pun intended.  Really...you don't have to write a drizzle each week- no commitments...

So this week's picture prompt was fun.  A little fetish in your Friday!  The prompts are meant to stretch your imagination while still lighting that Twi-canon spark.  This week's entry really hit the nail on the head!

Week # 3

Picture #: 3

Title of Drizzle: The Trouble With Corsets 

Your author name: DandieGoose

~

Edward, it seemed, had a thing for a girl in a corset.

So, when it was my turn to plan our date night, I decided to dress up for him. Hours were spent online looking for the perfect corset and even more were spent bleaching my dreadlocks out.

The day of our date came with Alice knocking on my door bright and early. I spent the morning with a tiny Asian woman who ripped hair off of my body. I was not a fan of Alice (or the tiny Asian woman) after that, but she assured me that it would be worth it.

After hours of being locked in a room with Alice, she declared I was done.

I stared at myself in the small handheld mirror. She had elegantly wound my dreads around my head. My make-up was extremely natural, with the exception of my cheeks which had been made to look extremely pink.

I heard a knock at my door and my lips spread into an involuntary grin. Edward was here!

I checked that all my ribbons were perfectly tied one more time before running to the door. I hid behind the door as I cracked it open and peeked my head around it.

He eyed my hair and smirked at me before speaking, “Hiding something from me, Beautiful?”

“Come in! I have a surprise for you! I hope you don’t mind a night in.”

“A night in with you sounds amazing, Bella.”

He came through the door with his back to me and pulled his jacket off. He tossed it on to a chair in the living room before turning around.

His eyes went wide once he looked at me. We stood in silence for several minutes.

He hates it. I shouldn’t have done it. I know better than to surprise him like this.

“You hate it, don’t you?” I whispered, “I’ll just go change. I’ll be right back”

I dashed to my bedroom trying to hold in my tears. Before I got the door shut, he was there.

“I was speechless because I didn’t realize you heard me when I said the thing about corsets. You look beyond amazing.” he said grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him.

He stripped the corset off my body slowly, kissing every part as he pulled the fabric away.

He wrapped my body with his as he made slow passionate love to me.

I lay on his chest afterward, tracing the tattoos that were there. He started to play with my hair. I looked up at him through my lashes when he tugged on one dread.

“You know,” he said as he rolled me over on my back, “I think I kinda like this blonde.”

He kissed along my chest before he continued, “But, I really want to see what it looks like while I pound my cock into you from behind.”

And before I could say anything, he was doing just that.

Note to self: buy more corsets and keep the blonde!

~

Each week a picture prompt will be given. Write a drizzle (like a drabble) that is around 500 words (or less) about the picture given. 

The following week's prompt will be at the end of the current week submissions. 

Submissions will post on Friday, and should be received no later than Thursday at 7pm (CST). Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Picture # 4

Rules:

·  It has to be durty. (rated M or NC-17)

·  It has to be lemony.

·  Has to incorporate the picture...(we should be able to tell easily that the photo and drizzle go together.)

·  Has to have Twi-pairing(s), in any combination

·  Should be beta'd. Let me know if you can't find one.

Use this heading when you submit:

Picture #:

Title of Drizzle:

Your author name (unless you want to be anon):

You need not be an "author" to submit. Everyone is welcome to spread a little Lemon drizzle our way! Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Lemon Drizzle

Thanks to everyone who made the first week a success! 


Want to get the Naughty directly in your 'Inbox'...be sure and subscribe to email subscription located on the top right of the page!!

Each week a picture prompt will be given. Write a drizzle (like a drabble) that is around 500 words (or less) about the picture given. The following week's prompt will be at the end of the current week submissions. Submissions will post on Friday, and should be received no later than Thursday at 7pm (CST). Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Picture #2


Title: Subjectivity


Penname: Cullen818

My studio was quiet. It was Friday afternoon, and all of my staff had gone for the weekend. Edward Masen, male model extraordinaire, had agreed to come in and have me sketch him for my upcoming art show. This was the first time I was working with all male subjects, models who would take on an androgynous form. The idea intrigued me, so I went with it. At this point in my career, there wasn’t much I hadn’t painted, but bold seemed to be in these days, and the competition was getting tougher in my world of art and the need to stay current was always on my mind.


Edward was the perfect subject. He sat still and was perfectly compliant to my direction. He didn’t try to make small talk and he certainly was comfortable in his own skin. But, who wouldn’t be? The man was beautiful, and posing in that white wig and black leather boots only enhanced the mystery behind this god-like creature.


As I sketched his long lean legs, images of them being wrapped around my waist flooded my thoughts.


What was wrong with me? God, I was even getting hard.


I chanced a glance at Edward’s face and noticed he was smiling at me. He leisurely spread his legs, revealing his long, hard cock. It was as beautiful as the rest of him. He curled his finger and motioned for me to come to him.


I dropped my sketch pad and walked over to my seemingly willing subject. He got up on his knees, pulling my face to his and slowly pressed his lips to mine. My whole body shook with anticipation. I wanted more, but I wasn’t sure why. He gently pulled away.


“You’ve never been with a man before,” he stated.


“No,” I shook my head.


“Why not?” A smiled played at the edge of his perfectly sensual lips.


“I’m not gay,” I firmly told him, trying more to convince myself than him.


“Neither am I.”


“But, then why did you kiss me?”


“Because I like certain men,” he laughed. “Men like you.”


“But?”


“Shh,” he murmured as he pressed his lips to mine again. “Don’t over think this.”


We continued to kiss for a few minutes and then I awkwardly reached out and touched his throbbing cock. He was already dripping with pre-cum and I suddenly had the urge to lick him. I continued to pump him in my hand as our tongues explored one another’s mouths. I squeezed him tighter as I swirled my thumb over his tip.


“Umm, Carlisle,” he breathed out, and I liked the way he said my name. “For a man who claims he’s not gay, you’re pretty good at that.”


“Can we take this upstairs to my loft?” I asked, knowing he could turn me down.


“Sure,” he stood up and took my hand. “But, just so we’re clear, I’m still on the clock,” he winked.


I contemplated this for the briefest of seconds, and then I smiled at him.


“I understand completely, Edward.”

~

Each week a picture prompt will be given. Write a drizzle (like a drabble) that is around 500 words (or less) about the picture given. 

The following week's prompt will be at the end of the current week submissions. 

Submissions will post on Friday, and should be received no later than Thursday at 7pm (CST). Email it toLemon Drizzles

Picture # 3

Rules:

• It has to be durty. (rated M or NC-17)
It has to be lemony.
Has to incorporate the picture...(we should be able to tell easily that the photo and drizzle go together.)
• Has to have Twi-pairing(s), in any combination
Should be beta'd. Let me know if you can't find one.

Use this heading when you submit:

Picture #:

Title of Drizzle:

Your author name (unless you want to be anon):

You need not be an "author" to submit. Everyone is welcome to spread a little Lemon drizzle our way! Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Lemon Drizzles

Here at Jasper's Naughty Girls, we love to read all your deepest, darkest fantasies. And what better way to tell us those fantasies than to write them!

Each week a picture prompt will be given. Write a drizzle (like a drabble) that is around 500 words (or less) about the picture given. The following week's prompt will be at the end of the current week submissions. Submissions will post on Friday, and should be received no later than Thursday at 7pm (CST). Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Rules:

• It has to be durty. (rated M or NC-17)
It has to be lemony.
Has to incorporate the picture...(we should be able to tell easily that the photo and drizzle go together.)
• Has to have Twi-pairing(s), in any combination
Should be beta'd. Let me know if you can't find one.

Use this heading when you submit:

Picture #:

Title of Drizzle:

Your author name (unless you want to be anon):

You need not be an "author" to submit. Everyone is welcome to spread a little Lemon drizzle our way!

Week #1 Picture prompt:

Picture #:1

Title: Guilty Pleasures

Your author name: DreamersDaze

I smiled triumphantly as I peered through the hole in the grungy wall before me. My view was dead center on a sexy brunette in a delectable state of undress. Not just any brunette either, but rising Hollywood sweetheart Bella Swan.

This may seem like an extremely immoral and perverted position for me to be in but it’s all business I assure you. I’m every squealing fan boy/girl’s worst nightmare. I’m a member of the paparazzi.

You say rat fucking scumbag of the earth…I say guy who needs to pay for his car and his house. And fuckers will pay a shit ton of money for a scandalous celebrity photo.

I lined my camera up for the shot. Bella had donned a sexy black leather jacket, hair dirty blonde and tousled.

A buddy of mine, James, headed up the janitorial staff at this joint; and when he found out Swan was coming for a special guest appearance he conveniently let me know that he happened to have a peep hole into the ladies dressing room from inside the supply closet.

She was leaning down to pull up her pants; her creamy white thighs were going to look great on film. Suddenly my elbow knocked into the broom leaning next to me, and it came clattering down. Her eyes shot over to my location.

Hastily I scooped up my camera, ready to get the fuck out. But as I opened the closet door, a whirlwind of dark hair crashed into me, forcing me backwards. The door clicked shut behind us softly, and I found myself staring into the sexy as hell brown eyes of Bella Swan.

She bit her lip shyly. “Name?”

“Uh…uh…Cullen.”

“Where you spying on me, Mr. Cullen?” she asked softly.

I faked shame and hung my head. “I’m…”

“I don’t need apologies,” she said, her finger tracing across my lips. “Here’s how you can make it up to me. You see, I still get stage fright and I need to release some tension…if you know what I mean. Would you like to help me out with that?”

Fuck yes.

Four minutes later she was pulling off the last of my clothing as she kissed her way down my stomach. Her hand was skillfully making good use of my throbbing erection, and I had to remember to muffle my groans. I pulled her up so that I could peruse her mouth, and my hand undid the zipper of her jacket. She moaned as I slipped my fingers under hard leather, past soft satin, and onto the tender flesh of her breast. I teased her collarbone with kisses, as her hands worked my dick. Just as I was a pump away from coming, she pulled away.

A wicked gleam lit up her eye as she held my camera up to her face. “Did you really think I didn’t know what you were?”

I think I just got played.

“Smile fucker,” she whispered, grinning as the flash went off.

~

A special spanks to Dreamers Daze for being our week 1 guinea pig. She is a great sport, and totally rocked the picture prompt. Stop by and check out her stories at: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2099420/DreamersDaze

@LD@

Next week's prompt: Picture #2

We want to read your naughty thoughts!

Write a drizzle on the picture above that is around 500 words (or less). We will publish submissions each Friday morning, along with the following week's prompt to.

Email it to Lemon Drizzles

Rules:

• It has to be durty. (rated M or NC-17)
It has to be lemony.
Has to incorporate the picture...(we should be able to tell easily that the photo and drizzle go together.)
• Has to have Twi-pairing(s), in any combination
Should be beta'd. Let me know if you can't find one/don't know one (we'll take care of you!).

Use this heading when you submit:

Picutre #:

Title of Drizzle:

Your author name (unless you want to be anon):

You need not be an "author" to submit. Everyone is welcome to spread a little Lemon drizzle our way!

Introducing...EvieKinz

We are pleased to announce that we have a new Naughty Girl in the house! EvieKinz has agreed to join us in our darkness. If you read our Naughty Girl for A Day post on Monday then you know what an awesome job she did. It was during our back and forth e-mails over her guest spot last week that she approached us with an idea for a segment.

Lemon Drizzles...doesn't that just intrigue you a tiny bit?  You'll have to tune in tomorrow to see what that entails, but we loved the idea so much that we're making it a weekly feature and thought it only proper to give the creator the segment. So, EvieKinz will be with us every Friday, and we couldn't be more stoked!

Please stop back tomorrow to check out her new interactive segment and make sure you participate as much as possible. We can't wait to see what your naughty little minds come up with!