I'm a college student pursuing a degree in English. I love reading stories and writing them as well. If you're looking for someone to cyber with then I'm not for you. I have a fake name on my profile, my real one is a great privilege! I would like a message from you before you add me... I get way too many requests. If you would like to know anything about me, send me a message! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ L'amour est tout ce qu'il faut.
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I love erotica and I stumbled upon it. I told my mom about it and I also told my boyfriend before we even started dating.
Fifty Shades of Cats.
You must remember that people do love you. My mother died in November of a car accident. She was taken from me. Everyday of her life she struggled to make ends meet and provide the best life she could for her children. Don't ever wish for someone to take you from this earth. It is heartbreaking to so many people.
This morning administered by my loving boyfriend :D
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That is great!!! :D
I might try posting a blank story...just to see how it will do... Our 3000 character min programmatic trip filter would prevent you from submitting it Darn...how about a poem???It will be written in, um..."blank verse"... Lol I might be amused if I came upon it verifying.
I always feel bad giggling at these.. but you just can't help it!
None of the following are true events! Pure fantasy! :) It was a typical autumn day. The temperature was still warm but the smell of leaves wafted through the air. It was my favorite smell. I was 17, a senior in high school. I walked into my choir room, yes I considered it mine, as I was there for class twice a day. Not only that, but I was there before school, after school and whenever I...
Added 30 Jul 2012 | Category First Time
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I lie in bed and write for you, A little poem about us two. You are tall and sweet, You must know, That you make me stand on my tip-toes. Your kisses are gentle and kind, With passion that builds up quite fine. Your hands are large, Your fingers long, And you sing me sweet love songs. I feel so silly writing this. All I want is our next kiss. You say I tease, I know you’re right. But kiss...
Added 16 Apr 2011 | Category Love Poems
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I was once a beauty. My skin: the finest porcelain. Smooth, like silk. Feel it along the tips of your fingers. Down my neck and across my breast. Watch the goose pebbles rise from my skin. My eyes were bright. Brown and green. Captivating. Expecting. My lips, pink. Moist and ready for yours. To feel them mesh together. The tip of my tongue, exploring. Down your chest. ...
Added 27 Aug 2010 | Category Love Poems
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We push our way through the door with your hands running through my hair, you pull me closer to you. There is no need for words: Our bodies know. The feeling of your lips on mine sends a shock wave through my body. I wonder if you feel the electricity too, but it’s obvious you do. It’s obvious by the way you grab my ass and knead it and the way I wrap my legs around your waist as you lift me...
Added 16 Jun 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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I’m in need of going to get books from the library downtown. I beg you to come to the library with me, and after much debate, you agree to come. You’re still grumbling about it as we pull up to the library. As I walk in, I stop and look up where the books are I'll need to study with and tell you that they're upstairs. We walk up and I begin to go through the rows. The last book I need is...
Added 12 Jun 2010 | Category Reluctance
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You walk in and see me asleep in bed, right where you had left me that morning. You get back into bed and kiss my eyes and then my cheeks and finally my mouth. You move down, kissing my neck and I giggle because it tickles. I run my hands through your hair and you look up at me and I kiss you back. I roll over and get on top of you, leaning down and kissing you and running my hands down your...
Added 03 Jun 2010 | Category Oral Sex
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