Whimsical Words

Here's a heavenly high, hollered the honorable Hope Hastings, inhaling hard on her hash pipe. Hooray!

 

Time for a new letter I think.....B

Bath
Bubbles
Bike
Bounce
Bird
Blue

Betsy wondered if she could make bubbles in the bath by bouncing but Bruce bet she couldn't. To be benevolent Bruce bid Betsy he would help her, they bounced the best they could but still no bubbles would build. Bruce won the bet and bade, bonnie Betsy to bounce boisterously on his burgeoning body in the bath.

 

Beautiful Bonnie Brennan was benevolent, bodacious, and better at bouncing her boobs than you would believe!
Bonnie bent over backwards, begging Barry , Bruce, and Bob to be bewitched by her breasts, but when they began breakfast, it bothered the brothers that Bonnie belched better than they, beating the boys breathlessly.
Barry, Bruce, and Bob brought Brian to be Bonnie. Brennan's boyfriend, because belching wasn't bad, in Brian's belief.
Bonnie Brennan believed Brian was beautiful, with his bald head and big ears, so she became betrothed.
Now, Bonnie and Brian Best raise broccoli for people to buy in Boise.

 

I do believe you are the best at this, better than brilliant!

 

Why, thank you, sister!
I am a writer by trade, and I enjoy any writing exercise or challenge that comes my way. These are fun!

 

Bruce loved to bounce with betsy in the barn basement, bedroom and bathroom.
Banging with boundless boisterous energy.
Bouncing betsy in the bath her beautiful body and breath taking boobs bobbled like buoyant buoyancy buoys at see creating bubble that beggars belief.
Begging for her boys big boabie betsy turned the air blue, breathless and bedraggled beyond belief.
Before bedtime bruce took betsy out on his bike along the country back road. Her bodacious backside bouncing on the seat her big breasts in his back, begining again the bulge that would start the, bouncing bath bubbles again.

 

Breakfast was best, Beverly Baron thought. The beverages besotted her, the bacon, the bevy of breakfast beguilments!
After breakfast, Beverly Baron buttoned her bodacious body, big boobs, breathtaking booty and all, into a beautiful black, beribboned frock that best showed off her breasts and butt.
Beverly Baron was going boyfriend beckoning at a bar!
The bar had a band-- the Seven Bs.
They were all the Bullard brothers;
Byron, Bruce, Billy, Baxter, Buster, Blake, and Bobby Bullard.
Beverly believed her beloved was one of them. Buster or Blake were best, but she bubbled at the thought of both.
Both bothered Beverly.
Blake Bullard seemed to like her, but he'd begun burning for Belinda Ball, a Balinese beauty, and might not break up with her.
Buster brought a bouquet of baby's breath to Beaulah Brown tonight-- and he looked like one of those bonny Beatles!
Beautiful!
Perhaps Byron Bullard burned for Beverly Baron
She bet he would, if he saw her big, beautiful boobs!
She brought him an alcoholic beverage-- a beer-- and got down to business, breathing deeply enough to bust her buttons and her boobs burst free from her blue blouse!
"Boy oh boy!" Byron Bullard bugled as his eyes bugged out, "Beverly, you're beautiful! Those are the best boobs I've ever beheld. And that booty--" he blew out a breath. "Bodacious body," breathed Byron Bullard.

They were betrothed, and after marriage, Byron Bullard never betrayed his beloved Beverly Bullard, neê Baron.
Beverly bore a bunch of babies-- Betty, Brunhilda, Bruno, Barbara, Byron(Jr), Bess, Bixby, well, you get the idea, I believe.

 

B was a bountiful letter, lets hope O can outshine it, lol


Oliver gave Odessa oral in the oasis. She had orgasms over and over again, obeying Olivers orders, there was no option other than an orgasmic onslaught and opulent oblivion. Of course, when it was over Odessa was much obliged and felt obligated to offer oral to Oliver. He obviously didn't object to such an optimistic offer of her orifice.

 

Ophelia Oldman needed an operation! Dr. Oscar Oliphant would be operating.
It was oral surgery, and Ophelia couldn't get over her obsessive horror of oral operations. She had no other option, though. She could only eat warm oatmeal and other soft foods, like omelets, onion soup, and boiled okra.
Ophelia uttered an oath. The objectionable object before her, a bowl of oatmeal with bits of okra, was obligatory-- Ophelia didn't like it, but obediently ate it...this ought to fill her up, but obesity couldn't be far off, Ophelia Oldman opined.
Not much further down the road, her obituary!
Oh, well, thought Ophelia.
On to Dr Oscar Oliphant for that operation. I'll need to be on opiates.
Oral operations are overrated.

 

Oliver was overjoyed with odessa's opulent oral offering, outdoing all other offerings of oral before.

 

The next letter is R
I was roused from my rest with a ridiculously, riotous headache but I really want to read all your responses really soon. Yes I used really redundantly, I'm still recuperating. lol

 

Ricky Roscoe Rowan was roused from his rest with a rotten respiratory infection.
He coughed until he really came near to regurgitating his breakfast of roasted oats and some rashers of bacon.
He retched repeatedly, reckoning that it would be rash to eat again today, even as he realized that he was supposed to escort Ramona Richardson to the rodeo that evening, then to Ripley's Restaurant for a repast.
Ripley's had the best barbecue in all of Rockville, especially those ribs, which both Ricky and Ramona relished. (To be continued).

 

Continuing...now as supper cooks:
On his way to retrieve Ramona, Ricky was resplendent in his red shirt and overalls. He ratcheted up the rock and roll on his Rolls Royce's radio, remembering to drive responsibly through the residential neighborhoods. Ricky was nothing if not responsible!
Riding along the road, Ricky thought about Ramona, realizing he was really close to her residence.
Ricky had restored the Rolls himself, and it wasn't a recent model.
He'd read that such a vehicle was in demand, with rallies running every summer to celebrate their respective restorations.
Ramona was ravishing in her red romper, her rosy cheeks and lips the result of natural reserves, not Revlon.

The restaurant was relatively quiet, and the ribs were rapturous..
A little rare, but reassuringly redolent.
The rodeo riders really rocked, and the spectators rooted for their respective riders with a roaring response!
All the way back to Rockville, Ricky and Ramona, now rumpled and released after their romantic romp in the ladies' restroom relived their rapturous recollection with rich responsive relativity.
It had been remarkably
restorative!

 

Rachel's raw raunchyness resulted in a rapid response from Ryan's rising member.

 

Rachel Richard's rose
Raincoat restores her reason to relate to rainbows.
Rivers of rain riffling by
Result in rainbows over the rooftops!

 

OH wow, it has been almost a year since I posted in this thread

Let's see, How about we start again....

I was having a hard time deciding on a letter so I used this online spinner, I was trying to see if I could find one to embed here but no such luck. I took a screenshot of it instead, lol

Our new letter is F

 

Fable
Famished
Fanciful
Fairytale
Frequency
Flame

 

Not sure whether to call this a fairytale...I figure its more like a fanciful fable. Fair enough? Forward, folks! Follow me.
Frank, feeling famished, lit the flame on his gas cooker with the ease of frequency. He imagined the flavor of the foods he favored; fat hen celery, fava beans, french beans-- almost every French food, honestly-- and, being thirsty, he thought he'd begin with a Fago, or a Fanta, Fanta Fruit Twist, maybe just fruit juice or a fancy drink like a Fuzzy Navel or a Fair Lady.
" A fruit salad, to start," said Frank. I got those fresh figs last Friday. Then some fried chicken with French fries, and, perhaps some frumenty-- hadn't had that in forever!
Feeling more famished than formerly, he fell to preparing the food. It was going to be fine, Frank felt.

 

FFS I am out of practice.

I frequently forget to follow my own formula to function formally while finishing up fragmented factors.

Friendly faces find favor in Falkland, a fairly flourishing burgh in Fife.

 

Forgetting is forgiven.
Friends find favor, formidable faddists fairly fly, and flourishing folks forgive and forget forever!