I agree with the previous posters. This is a slippery slope. Best of luck to you. Hope things work out.

It's happened that I will wake up in the morning, sticky down below, and then flashes/sensations from my dreams will come back to me and I will flood the sheet. Weird I know.

bare chest, snug jeans, bare feet, eyes full of mischief, and lips that make me want to sin ...

here is another quick one

There was a young man from the valley
Prayed to his ancient Gods
For one wish only
From the bottom of my heat
I wish I were a tear
To be born in her soft golden eyes
Live on her smooth satin cheek
Die on her red velvet lips
For she is my eternal love
Grant me this wish
Let me die on her lips
So I can feel once more
The taste of her kiss

only 66% - guess I need to wake up my inner slut.

We made love last night
Under the soft light of the waning moon
The sounds of the waves
Crashing on the shores
Rushed into our ears
Infused our bodies
And drove our rhythm over the edge
When the waters calmed
You held me close to your heart
Whispered words of love
Promises of forever
Where did it all go wrong?
Why I am standing here
Dazed
Confused
Alone
To face the harsh light of day.

I keep a daily journal of morning pages - basically I scribble all of the nonsense that pops into my mind into it 9 times out 10 when all the clutter is out of the way I'll get snippets of the story boiling in my head. That's when I open Word and start typing. Hope this helps - I know how daunting the white page can be... Good luck!

I will vote and comment on stories I read. At times, I"ll send a PM to the author to provide him/her with more insight on the score given or praise the fantastic work. It only seems natural to me as an author here to give as well as receive :)

I am a worry wart. I'll sit at my laptop, just staring at my WORD screen, letting the idea simmer in my head. Then I’ll compose. Delete. Compose again. Delete again. Compose. You get the picture. It's very exhausting. Nerve wracking. But so worth it when I get the flow of it just right. I never have a title until I am force to give it one. Normally, this happens when I hit the submit page and must put one in the tile box to continue with the submission. Then I worry again – will it be accepted. If it is, will anyone read it. Will they like it? Very frustrating to have all these emotions catapulting through me. That’s why I don’t post as often as I’d like.

Broken pieces Twisted, scorched. Shattered, beyond repair. Gentle, patient hands, reveres the scattered mess. With care born out of love, they immerse themselves in the agony. Day and night, night and day, under the changing moons, they work, lovingly, meticulously. They unbend, polish. Spark live back, into each piece. Like a puzzle they fit and click. ...

Added 04 Mar 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 330 | 2 Comments

It’s it silly to make a wish upon a star? Even it is here’s my grown-up wish. Star light, star bright, First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish, I wish tonight. I wish you would bring him back to me Let me feel his body pressed against mine All curled up and spooned together Let me feel his warm breath on my skin On that sensitive...

Added 26 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.33 | Views 437 | 3 Comments

If my heart could beat It would break my chest All this pain and torment Is so hard to bear Having you near me Loving you they way I do Knowing you will never Feel the same about me I am not a man to you I am nothing When you look at me You see nothing Your lack of feelings Would kill me, but heck I am already dead Oh if my heart could beat ...

Added 15 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 276 | 2 Comments

“Say it,” Matt commands. I shake my head from side to side. “Say it,” he barks again. I wring my fingers and shake my head even more. “Becca,” his tone his ice cold. I give up my futile attempt and admit what he wants to hear. “Yes, I want you,” I hate that my voice quakes so I take a deep breath and with composure I tell him “But. I. Wont. Act. On. It.” Each word precise....

Added 13 Feb 2013 | Category Toys | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.38 | Views 3,731 | 4 Comments

It’s two in the morning and the house is quiet. Unable to sleep I pad into the kitchen and open the fridge. I hadn’t had the chance to clean it out earlier today. I start pulling out the left over containers and re-organizing the fruits and vegetables. I am wiping down the last shelf when my employer sneaks up on me. “Nina, what are you doing up so late?” The bottle of water in my...

Added 12 Feb 2013 | Category First Time | Votes 26 | Avg Score 4.88 | Views 5,844 | 4 Comments

To have no breath No reflection No pulse for you to feel Brings me pain and fear Though my heart is no longer beating It still craves to know your love We must meet in the shadows Where sunlight cannot reach For if it did I would Burn and turn to dust So come to me my love When night is descending Colors fading from the sky As darkness takes over An inch at a time ...

Added 10 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 5 | Avg Score 4.6 | Views 363 | 1 Comment

Another night spent, between the sheets, with a blonde bimbette, having meaningless sex. Night after night, a new bed in sight, another willing body, waiting for me. How pathetic is it, that I am always left feeling hollow, dissatisfied, What is wrong with me? I should be in ecstasy, not sitting here, feeling lonely. There is no joy, only pain caused by, ...

Added 07 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 345 | 3 Comments

Stay awhile Offer me a smile Let’s erase time Overlook yesterday Think of today Sweet love of mine Forget the dark hours Memories of the past Aren’t always a blast Spending your time Walking a mile In the shoes Of yesteryears Only brings you tears Swallow your fears Darling please smile This time I promise To always be there By your side You have...

Added 06 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 5 | Avg Score 4.8 | Views 223 | 4 Comments

I have a secret obsession, A craving I cannot sate, God knows I try and try, Yet, the hunger remains, My addiction is simple, Your cock. Long, Sleek, Curved, Thick, Hard, All of it, Yummy. I love it, I need it, I am crazy, For it. My mouth waters, At the thoughts of, Kissing, Licking, Sucking, Nibbling, Your beautiful cock. ...

Added 03 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 761 | 2 Comments

I would like to say thank you to Nazhinaz and Soleillalune to have inspired this one. Could I smile to stop tears from flowing? Do you know how long they have been pouring? I have lost track of Time, Body, The salty moisture Slipping, Dripping, Endlessly falling, Is the only thing keeping me… Alive. Could I smile to stop the tears from flowing? Do you know...

Added 01 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 273 | 8 Comments