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Saludos amigos de Hispaliterario, como siempre es un placer participar en estas dinámicas literarias. Me animé a participar ya que para mi es un reto escribir cuentos cortos, y además tomando en cuenta la temática que no es de mis fuertes. Pocas veces he escrito un cuento erótico.
Acá les dejo mi cuento, espero les guste y espero poder haber dado en el clavo con el tema. Gracias por la invitación, realmente fue un ejercicio literario interesante redactar este cuento corto.
Era una tarde nublada, Frank y Vanessa habían acordado verse en cierto lugar de la ciudad, bastante alejado de donde vivían. Se veían a escondidas, sus familias no podían enterarse de sus encuentros, llevaban una vida familiar bastante tradicional. Y como amantes no se podían dar el lijo de exponerse. Se encontraron y entraron donde habitualmente la pasión desborda. Frank había preparado una sorpresa, cosa provocó en Vanessa una lubricidad tempestuosa. Un par de horas bastaban para aligerar tensiones. Cada uno tomaba su camino de vuelta. Al verse de nuevo en casa, Vanessa le comenta: "las fresas estuvieron ardiendo"
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Hello friends of Hispaliterario, it is always a pleasure to participate in these literary dynamics. I decided to participate because for me it is a challenge to write short stories, and also taking into account the theme that is not one of my strengths. I have rarely written an erotic story.
Here is my story, I hope you like it and I hope to have hit the nail on the head with the topic. Thank you for the invitation, it was really an interesting literary exercise to write this short story.
It was a cloudy afternoon, Frank and Vanessa had agreed to meet in a certain place in the city, quite far from where they lived. They saw each other in hiding, their families could not find out about their meetings, they led a fairly traditional family life. And as lovers they could not afford to expose themselves. They met and entered where passion usually overflows. Frank had prepared a surprise, which caused Vanessa a stormy lubricity. A couple of hours were enough to relieve tensions. Each one took his way back. Seeing each other again at home, Vanessa comments: "the strawberries were burning"
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