Coffin Hop: A Crash Delight

Welcome to the 6th day of COFFIN HOP 2013, 

my cute little chloroform addicts!

What follows below is a flash piece about car crash fetishes...but not the JG Ballard kind...This horrerotica is from a different POV entirely. >:)

(By the way, ONLY ONE PERSON HAS ENTERED MY PRINT CONTEST.

If you'd like to win an autographed print copy of my novel FROM THE HERALD'S WEARIED EYE or the 1st edition of my bestseller RABBITS IN THE GARDEN, spend $0.99 on a copy of my collection Virtuoso at Masturbation, and More McHughmorous Musings or my short story Food for Thought. Comment with your purchase code to enter! And don't forget to leave any ol' comment to join the giveaway for the COFFIN HOP anthology ebook DEATH BY DRIVE-IN.)

A Crash Delight

by Jessica McHugh

The twisted metal moans, longing to contract until only screams escape between slits of Chevrolet flesh. According to GE-197, humans sound like stuck pigs when they panic. Before joining the others along Route 15, he worked near a farm, so there’s no reason to refute his claim. After all, they’re both just animals—screaming meat gnashed to jelly by misfortune and negligence. Their shrill voices used to irritate us, but we’ve learned to appreciate their part in the symphony, a pointed overture to a violent highway ballet. Each crash is a masterpiece. To see things spin together and split apart so fast—how could anyone judge our sexual affections?

We delight in silver skin sweating crimson, the broken mirrors shearing muscle from bone as the crash shears our inhibitions. It is a glorious intoxication watching humans crawl from wreckage, but no one complains when drivers find themselves trapped between Death’s thighs. The more they struggle, the tighter he squeezes, their innards oozing over a steel picture of the Show Me state.

Pulpy metal makes me slick, so I pray for a struggle. Above the dew and scarlet handprints from a passenger’s fight to stand, electric oil drips down my pole, decorating the pavement with lamplit lust.

Erect in the night, we shine together as an orgy of stars bent over fiery foreplay. When flashes of red and blue color the road, we know our fun might end soon. Satisfaction is close, but we don't let our lust peak until we're sure it can't get any better. We wait for ribbons of smoke to turn to billows, savoring the climb to the big bang.

My lovers hum, the fire crackles, and humans attempt to scatter. Vermillion death swallows the cars and their cargo, brighter than the barrage of vehicles sent to save them. It’s too late for that now. When their bodies ignite beneath us, our climaxes explode with their flesh, soaking the street in rivers of light.

The blood is most beautiful then, enough to keep our juices pumping while the scene is scrubbed clean. But despite how hard the crews work, the blood will always be there. Flowering spots and spatters keep us tingling. The memory is nowhere near the pleasure derived from the crash itself, but as we wait for another slippery night, we stay alight with the stains—the masturbatory roses of humanity’s daily grind.

The End

REMEMBER THE SPOOKTACULAR PRIZES

I have THREE PRIZES up for grabs. One lucky hopper will win an ebook copy of DEATH BY DRIVE-IN at the end of the hop just for commenting. That's all it takes. Just stop in and say hi. Tell me you dig the post. Tell me you hate the post. Tell me your mom held you too much (or not enough) when you were a baby. It doesn't matter. Just comment. I will pick one person at random to receive the ebook.

The next few prizes are a bit trickier. But that's because the prizes are 

AUTOGRAPHED PRINT COPIES of Jessica McHugh books. 

The first is a copy of my dystopian novel 

FROM THE HERALD'S WEARIED EYE. (Click the link for info)

The second is a LIMITED EDITION 1ST PRINTING of my bestselling novel 

RABBITS IN THE GARDEN. 

I have the only remaining copies of this book, so once they're gone, they're gone. 

And you can win one!

So HOW do you win one? Well, there are two ways. 

You can purchase my short story FOOD FOR THOUGHT for $0.99 and COMMENT with your order number. It should be a Dxx-xxxxxxx-xxxxxxxx number. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FAASNUY

OR 

You can purchase my collection of ponderings, pictures, and writing prompts, VIRTUOSO AT MASTURBATION, & MORE McHUGHMOROUS MUSINGS, for $0.99 and COMMENT with your order number. http://www.amazon.com/Virtuoso-Masturbation-More-McHughmorous-Musings-ebook/dp/B00E1JSDX2

Nab the short story or collection, save those purchase codes, and DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT!!

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