Few things in 2015 have made me as happy as this tweet from last Thursday, which informed me that Lust Fish had been selected as this month’s Readers Choice post for Molly Moore’s Elust digest. Winning stuff is always great, of course, but it’s even nicer to be recognised for something of which you’re genuinely proud; Lust Fish isn’t the most personal story I’ve written, nor the most polished, but I was really pleased with how it turned out, and it was one of those stories that made me realise just how much I enjoy doing this…most of the time, anyway.
As well as putting a massive smile on my face, Molly’s tweet served as a useful prick to my conscience, and a reminder that back in December I promised to post excerpts from anyone else who took up the Search Term Story challenge. Having resolved to get better this year at highlighting the great work being done by other bloggers and writers, the fact that I’m only getting around to this on January 19th feels like a bit of a failure, but I’m going to cross my fingers and hope that for the people concerned, it will be a case of better late than never. Huge thanks to all of them for getting involved!
(first) fuck of the year, by Ella Dawson
The hallway looks like it’s tilting but that is the Prosecco. She clings to his hand as he marches ahead of her, tugging her along behind him and fishing the keycard out of his back pocket, and his ass is gorgeous encased in so much expensive black corduroy. And then he stops because this is their room, and he flicks open the door and then it’s wallpaper, the lights aren’t on, she doesn’t care, she is shoved up against the wall again and laughs something devilish. She doesn’t recognize them in 2015. The light through the window is blue and pink and it dances across his face: he has such a beautiful mouth. And then that mouth is on her shoulder. She wants more.
The Catalyst, by Jilly Boyd*
He has got a nice face. Actually, scratch that. He’s got a face that, in one click of the finger, I picture between my naked thighs, his hands forcefully holding my legs open as his tongue laps my desperately swollen clit.
No, I’m not alright would be the answer to that question. No, I’m desperately horny and would you mind a quick fingerfuck in the bathrooms, kthxbai? would be the truthful answer that’s running through my head like the fucking info bar on Sky News.
I say something about having had a long day, and order my usual tea. Cake-wise, I go for a slice of coffee and walnut and have a tiny orgasm at the sight of the thick layer of icing on top. God, I missed orgasms.
Busy Toilet Wank, by Charlie in the Pool
After what seemed like a life time the train finally pulled into the station.
I almost sprinted off of the train trying to find the nearest toilet. The queue at the turnstile was moving slowly, I fumbled in my purse trying to find the 30pence that would let me finally touch myself.
I locked the door behind me and dropped my bags unceremoniously on the floor. Putting the lid down on the toilet, I sat down and straight away dived my hand into my soaking knickers.
If anyone else wants to join in with this slightly ridiculous meme, I promise I’ll be less tardy in adding your link/excerpt to the three above!
Finally, although only two people voted for it as a story title, I was particularly intrigued by the notion of someone scouring the internet for videos of ‘limp dick to cum shot in one minute’. Intrigued enough, in fact, to see whether I could help them out with future searches. The resulting clip is – for obvious reasons – very, very** NSFW, but if you do want to know whether I was successful, you can find out for yourself here…
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* Jilly decided to pick one (well, two) of the search terms that people had used to get to her blog, rather than choosing from my list.
** very very very…