The word of the week is “tingle”. To participate, create a 15-word story with tingle, tingles, tingled, or tingling. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
I feel a soft tingle on my neck.
Perhaps your breath as you brushed by?
The word of the week is “tingle”. To participate, create a 15-word story with tingle, tingles, tingled, or tingling. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
I feel a soft tingle on my neck.
Perhaps your breath as you brushed by?

A conversation I had about people who “show it off” online and how some people think about it. “But heres what i dont get (

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This writing is now available as a podcast episode! Today’s prompt was inspired over 2 years ago, but for whatever reason, I never wrote it.

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That was the response I got the first time I told my partner that my primary love languages were gifts and quality time. His were
Your feelings are valid. So are theirs. Everyone’s feelings are valid. Their behavior and actions may be unreasonable, even reprehensible. Their feelings are not. Same

When it comes to dating, people often say, “Just be yourself. Just be authentic.” The problem with that is that a lot of us suck

Usually the unsolicited messages I get are short. Too short. Like “Hey” short. But some take another direction into wrong, and are WAY TOO LONG.
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Weaving her silken web, every word sending tingles to the back of my mind. Ensnared.
Her kiss; a ghost on my lips. Leaving tingles of desire. Her tongue; electrifying.
Smirking, teasing. Fingers oh-so-gently circling my thighs. I quiver and tingle with desperation.
Her seductive soft breath over my clit creates tingling ripples of neediness throughout my body.
A single flick of her tongue electrifies. An arrow; pinning me in place. I’m hers.
One word. Hits the deepest part of me
and is my undoing.
“Beg.”
(So the last two didn’t include the “tingles.” But erm. I just idk. I sort of got inspired and it came together as this narrative. And I wanted a conclusion but also didn’t want to force the word in there)
Thank you for this, I’d forgotten how much I like writing 🙂
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