MmmmmMonday - I Favor Fire

Hello there my dear, sweet Fanfic Lemon Lovers o' mine!!!!!

Today's MmmmmmMonday treat is I Favor Fire from our very own OnePushyFox! It's a fun little twisty fic which is set in the tent scene in Eclipse. This o/s was written as dare of sorts by me (yes, I'm the 'friend' in the a/n) who mentioned in a chat once that I didn't think people would like a J/B lemon. Mainly because it would piss off all the hard core B/E shippers out there....

And.....

She proved me sooo wrong, cuz people (myself included) LOVED IT!!!!!

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I glided my hands back down to her waist and ran them up under her shirt, groaning into her mouth as I felt the soft undersides of her breasts. She moaned back as I ran my hands up, cupping them, her head falling back as my thumbs grazed her nipples. Impatiently, she reached between us and tore her shirt up over her head. I lowered my mouth to her breasts, sucking the pebble hard flesh into my mouth.

She cried out as I licked it hard, whimpering as my tongue continued to brush her nipple then flick it harshly. When I took it between my teeth gently, she screamed my name and wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing tightly against me. I rocked back into her, reveling in the heat I could feel welling between her legs, reveling in the fact that it was my name she was calling out in the throes of passion.

I continued to descend down her torso, licking her ribs, nibbling my way down to her belly button and beyond. When she realized where I was headed, she began pulling at my hair, as if to stop me, but, honestly, after having a taste of her mouth, there was no way I was going to pass up my chance to taste her very essence. Not unless she specifically said, "No." And while her hands in my hair were saying, "No," her hips were bucking up against me in a pretty convincing, "Yes!"

I worked the button on her jeans with a simple flick of my thumb and swept the denim down over her hips as if it were mere silk. It took all my restraint not to just rip her jeans off her. I could smell her, even through her sweet, white, cotton panties by this point and I was near insane with lust. She smelled incredible…tart like apples, sweet like cream. With a smell like that, there was no way I wasn't going to taste her.

I pushed her jeans all the way off, reaching up to pull her panties off with them. Her hands left my hair to cover herself, but I just batted her hands away, hitching her leg up over my shoulder so that my face was almost buried between her legs. I took one last breath of her intoxicating scent in before I let my tongue tentatively explore her.

One of my fav things about this story is it's the first one she was brave enough to publish. And I'm so damn happy she did! If she didn't, you wouldn't be reading In the Blood, Dazzling, Monster, Pretty Little Lies or Show Some Class....

Hey - speaking of Show Some Class...

VOTING IS UP!!!

We'd love for you to read and review - and vote! Only the top 15 get to the next level and there are TOOOONS of entries. Many of them are awesomely good. So, read a few others, and vote for theirs too.

What the hale!!!???

It's Friday!!!!

I had this post started in my head and made the lamo mistake to NOT write it down. And so I'm flipping through my blog roll and realize, "Hey YOU! Yes, you - so called Lemon Sister! You forgot to post!"

GAH!!!

Well, first I have to get some shameless promotion out of the way. When Pushy and I got together for our TLS weekend of shenanigans, we wrote a fun and steamy little one shot for the Fun With Your Clothes On Contest, named Show Some Class. Well, we teased it the other day but now it's posted and will be ready to be voted on to make the first round on April 21! We'd love your vote if you love the story! It's short and sweet and one of the few NON B/E stories.

Oh hell - I'll just tease you again with it:

Every day he watched me walk into debate. His eyes would slowly make their way up my legs, making my skin tingle as if his gaze were a physical thing. Every day at lunch he stood a little too close to me in the lunch line murmuring compliments and endearments in my ear with his seductive voice, no matter how rude I was to him about it. Every day he found a way to show up no matter where I hid once classes were out. Being the daughter of the president of the school meant certain things were expected of me and I certainly couldn't hide out in my room and pray for him to leave me alone. But short of total isolation, I wasn't sure how I was going to get him to stay away.

And if I was honest with myself, I didn't want him to stay away. No matter what I said to him, no matter what pointed barb I threw at him or dirty, disdainful look I gave him, he always smiled his sexy little smile at me, making me weak in the knees and hot all over. When he would brush up against me, it took every ounce of self control I had not to press right back. Watching him practice out on the rugby field, all hot and sweaty and manly made me want to throw him down on the pitch and rub my body all over him. But then I would hear that skank Jessica saying the same thing and I realized what fantasizing over him was turning me into. And I refused to become in any small way like Jessica "I say yes to everyone" Stanley.

So, while I suffered on the inside, on the outside I stayed cool. I remained the ice princess everyone called me behind my back. It didn't matter what my classmates said or thought. All that mattered was that I could look myself in the eye and know I was true to myself. I had plans. I wanted to go to Harvard. I wanted to become a lawyer. Maybe one day go into politics. I wasn't going to get to any of those places being some trampy mattress jockey in a plaid, Catholic school girl skirt.

Yes! So - next week - go read, go vote! We want to make it into the top 15! Wheeee!

Let's see - what else.....

A couple of my favorite stories updated...with some sexy lemony goodness.....

Your True Colors - sigh...Kiddoward. Did you see that Betti actually got a pic of the lovliness who inspired this story!!! Squeeeee!

The Training - by Tara Sue Me: Two words...Phone Sex

Late Night Encounters - by Kyla713: no lemon this time...but super romantic...*sigh*

What smexy updates are you excited about from this week??

Happy Reading!!

MmmmmmMonday - Lemon SisterpaloozaPart Deux

If you've been on Twitter since Friday, you'll know that Lemon Sisterpalooza Part Deux was this past weekend. Even though we live about four hours away from each other, Uhyesplease and I like to ditch the kids and get together. And this weekend we had the perfect excuse: Eclipse Premiere in Chicago bar research. Ok, really it was just a flimsy excuse to get together and drink, but we took it and ran with it.

Yes, yes, we squeed, we hugged, we ate some great meals and went to some "interesting" bars (oh the Thai karaoke was SO LOUD!). And of course Uhyesplease brought her camera! So here are the pictures:

Yes, behind Uhyesplease is a wall of liquor.
Obviously this was my favorite bar!

Uhyesplease's flash was SO WICKED BRIGHT!
So no, I don't have a weird tick in my eyes.
I just couldn't seem to keep them open for this picture.

[Note from Uhyesplease:
Of course I had to add Foxy's Mr. Foxy!!!
He can be our TLS mascot!!!]

But it wasn't all liquor induced shenanigans. Nope! We're young, we're free (for the weekend) and we're Lemon Sisters. What do you think we do when we get together for the first time in months? Well before we go drinking, we write p0rn, of course!!!

Yup, before we went out for the evening we decided to sit down and write together. And it was just about the most fun I have ever had! Uhyesplease is so amazingly witty and inspiring and when she said, "Let's write something for that dry hump contest," I of course said, "YES!"

What came next was two hours of giggling, swapping sections and me getting all hot and bothered by Uhyesplease's lemons. I mean holy cow! I had no idea how much fun a girl could have without taking her clothes off but Uhyesplease showed me that there were SO many possibilities. And I'm so glad because our one-shot, Show Some Class was a blast to write.

So without further ado, I'll give you the teaser:

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“Come on, Rosie,” he whispered, his lips a few scant inches from my own. “Don’t you ever just want to let go?” My eyes sank shut, knowing how much I desperately wanted to throw my carefully constructed rules and limits out the window. The part of me that was so used to saying no, the part of me that reflexively shot guys down was silent though. The only voice in my head was the part of me that screamed for me to kiss him, to wrap my arms around him and never let him go.

Then his lips brushed against mine and my mind ceased to function at all. With slow, long sweeps, he drifted back and forth, soothing my skittish nerves and lighting a fire low within me. I groaned in defeat and leaned back into him, letting the kiss take me where it may, somehow knowing I would never need to fear Emmett.

He growled and then deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into my mouth, taunting me, teasing me, driving me mad with the rhythm of his kiss. His arms folded around me, pulling me to him and my hands came to rest on the hot, taut skin of his chest. For a long time we stood there, kissing fiercely, as if it was the only thing holding us to this place and to each other. His kisses were like oxygen and I was greedy for them. But no matter how much we kissed my need never lessened, it only built, until I was burning inside.

While we were writing, Uhyesplease mentioned the following song kept popping up and it's where our title came from:

UYP: I ditto everything OPF said - this weekend was awesome! But will add that she was an awesome hostess - was soooo much fun to hang out with - and is one of the best things that has come out of the Twicommunity for me! She is a class act and I'm so damn proud to write p0rn with her...I mean....call her friend!!! I love you, Pushy!!!!!

MmmmmMonday - This time it's a two-fer

Well, my lovelies, it's Monday again. And I had a little spare time earlier this week to go diving for lemons in the vat that is FanFiction.net. I don't know why I was luckier this week than before but really my luck winds up being yours because today I have not one but TWO lemony teasers for you.

The first one is The Claiming by Leria. This one's a tad dark, but nothing you all can't handle. *wink* To catch you up to speed before the tease, Bella's a vampire married to Edward and cheating on him with Jacob. *gasp* And Edward finds out. *double gasp* How does Bella explain herself? By telling Edward that she's only with Jake because he treats her like a woman instead of a china doll. So Edward has no choice other than to claim his wife in the rough way she apparently needs. *grrr!!!*

Here's the tease:

“Get on your knees,” he said, turning me to face him before releasing the grip he had on me. His hands moved to his belt quickly unfastening it then moving to the button at his waist.

I did as he demanded my eyes staring at the bulge just beneath his zipper. His slid the zipper down and released himself from his tight boxer briefs. I wondered if he had any idea how much this was turning me on.

“What now?” I asked, hoping and praying he would let me do something I had begged to do since we had first made love, something he had denied me from doing, proclaiming that it wasn’t the proper thing for a wife.

“I want you to wrap your luscious teasing lips around my cock.”

I hesitated afraid that if he knew how much I wanted this that he would make me stop. “Don’t act like you don’t want to Bella, I can smell your arousal from here.”

His last words had my body responding immediately to what he and I both craved. I reached out taking him in my hands, leaning forward I moved my tongue over his thick hard cock, from the tip to the base then back again absorbing his taste. I swirled my tongue around the head then took him into my mouth, sucking on the head before slowing sliding my way down him. I closed my eyes as I sucked on his cock, moving in and out of my mouth. He moaned and his hands came up tangling in my hair. I glanced up at him through my lashes and saw that he was watching my every move. Our eyes met and I took him deep in my mouth.

My own body clenched in response to the look on his face. I moaned and began to move my tongue in a massaging motion on the underside of his shaft, my thumb repeating the action on the areas my mouth didn’t cover.

“Don’t stop,” his sensual voice urged me. His hand tightened in my hair and he held me in place as he slid in and out of mouth. I moved my hands to his firm ass and pulled him toward me taking in every last hard, silky inch. His moans became louder and more ragged. His sounds of pleasure were as much of a turn on as his actions.

Oh I do so love it when a man takes charge, don't you?

Ok, so the second recommendation is really for two bloggy friends of mine, Betti over at Betti. Music. Twilight. and Nachos4Children who writes an awesome Bella/Carlisle fic called Clementines.



If you're not reading this fic, you should definitely add it to your list. It's fabulous and our own uhyesplease beta's it. 'Nuff said.

Anyway, I know that these two lovelies enjoy a good Carlisle fic and when I stumbled upon the following, I knew I had to share.

Firsts by Alice laughed is a great one shot, pre-Twilight story about how the love affair between Esme and Carlisle unfolded. It's sweet and lovely and romantic, which is what you might expect since she published it for Valentine's Day in 2008.

BUT, we're not The Lemon Sisters for nothing, so here's the teaser of the story's lemon:

Our movements echoed each other, our hands sliding over flesh followed by our lips and tongues. I lost track of the world outside of Carlisle. He became the first and the last of everything.

I came to peace with my past as he entered me, crashing his lips against mine in fevered need as I rocked to pull him in deeper. There was no pain, no emptiness, only fulfillment as the heat began to build between us in the delicious friction of our coupling. Every nerve ending of my body was alive and alight as we moved together. Our breathing was coming in sharp gasps as I met his every thrust.

He slowed his movements slightly, nibbling my neck once again and whispering his love in my ears. My fingers dug into his backside as I pulled him deeper, and I locked my limbs around him trying to hold on to him for forever.

His every action transcended the simple lust that I had always thought lay at the root of sexual encounters. I had never felt such exquisite pleasure in my life, and knew that even if my body had been touched before, no man had ever laid his hands on my soul the way Carlisle did. In this, he was truly my first.

I was transported higher and higher with every thrust, and could no longer contain myself against it. I heard him moaning low in his throat, and answered him with my own, seeking to release some of the energy in some way. Our moans only fueled the fire, and he pushed me higher and higher until I thought I might shatter with the intensity of it. I kissed him fiercely, trying to give some of it back to him before I broke in two. The taste of his lips sent me spiraling over the edge. Wave after wave of all-consuming bliss washed over my shuddering form, and I lost myself in him.

How could you not loose yourself in this man???

UPDATE!!
I just heard from Alice laughed that she has a one-shot up for bid at the Fandom Gives Back auction. Please go and check it out and show her and the other amazing women there some love by bidding.

So that's it, dearies! I hope you have a lovely, lemony Monday!

MmmmmMonday - Art Model

Hey! It's Monday! And you know what that means! Take your panties off now, ladies, and throw a towel on the chair (see, I know how much clean up is a bitch!)

I know we've been pushing limits a bit...nothing like a running start for our little bloggy blog. We've spotlighted twins, Snow White porn, slash, alternate pairings, threesomes and ok, threesomes (what is wrong with me?) But I'm going to go a little vanilla to tease the more tender palates who read our blog.

But vanilla doesn't mean boring, or unsexy. Vanilla can be spicy, sensual and very, very sexy. Dollegirl wrote this little one shot, Art Model, and it's a jaw and panty dropper:

Bella is a student a bit hard up for cash. She decided to pose nude (yep!) for an art class. Who happens to be modeling nude with her? Someone with green eyes, a crooked smile and unruly hair perhaps? And so it begins:

We were sitting directly across from one another, my knees raised and feet planted on the ground to the side of his hips. His legs were threaded under my own and wrapped around my back. Our arms had been positioned around one another in a lovers’ embrace. Our faces were turned into the other’s neck.

Oh my God, he smells good.

It was my new favorite smell. I leaned in just a little bit further, to get closer and commit the smell to memory. I tried to be discreet when I inhaled at that moment, but it did not go unnoticed by my companion.

“Did you just sniff me?” He asked in a low voice, barely audible and with a hint of humor. I had no reply. I blushed. Again.

“I can feel the heat in your cheeks. There’s no need to be embarrassed. You smell rather good yourself. Almost….edible.” His breath was hot against my skin, his voice low and creating a sensation that nothing battery operated could compete with.

The position was…comfortable, safe, and sensual. Never before had I been held by a man like this. Never before had I felt any of what my body was experiencing in this moment than I had in any one previous encounter.

My body was responding to the situation and welcomed it with the familiarity of finding an old friend.

Lost in the moment, I suddenly realized at that moment that his dick was literally one inch away from my favorite body part. All I had to do was scoot forward a few inches and I would be straddling his lap. The thrill of the thought coursed through my veins and sent a delicious shiver down my spine.

His grip tightened. “Are you cold?” he asked, concern lacing his velvet timbre.

“No,” I breathed out. It was his turn to shiver. Did his dick just twitch against my leg?

“It’s too fucking quiet in here. Can we put on some tunes?” one of the emo assholes yelled. The moment was temporarily lost, and I was once again aware of where I was.

Naked.

Wrapped around a strange but sexy man.

And there was an audience.

Ooooh, a little voyeurism.....nice.

Ok, I was going to tease a bit more, but this is a short one shot - a sweet little 7K word morsel, and I can't give it all away. I promise it's a quick read, and well worth your time! It's hot, funny, and fluffy - so what's not to love?

Enjoy and have a GREAT MmmmmMonday!