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Advanced Wordsmith
Gin - close to tasteless. What's the point?
Southern Comfort - should be tasteless, that would be an improvement!
Sweet liquers by themselves except Kahlua
If you don't like Scotch, it's probably because you didn't get a mild one at first. Avoid Glenlivet, the Budweiser of single-malts. Start with a Glenmorangie, excellent without being overwelming.
I love long-finish, complex whiskies: Peaty Scotches like Lagavulin, Buffalo Trace and Jim Beam Double Oak (a new variety not widely available).
Also love IPAs, Ambers, Red beers and ales.
Southern Comfort - should be tasteless, that would be an improvement!
Sweet liquers by themselves except Kahlua
If you don't like Scotch, it's probably because you didn't get a mild one at first. Avoid Glenlivet, the Budweiser of single-malts. Start with a Glenmorangie, excellent without being overwelming.
I love long-finish, complex whiskies: Peaty Scotches like Lagavulin, Buffalo Trace and Jim Beam Double Oak (a new variety not widely available).
Also love IPAs, Ambers, Red beers and ales.
Advanced Wordsmith
Hi and thanks for any help you can give.
A reader evidently read my story, rated and commented on it, then tried to return but got an error message. He PM'd me about it.
I clicked the story and got an error message. I have a screen shot of it if that will be helpful.
Here's the text of the error message:
Server Error in '/' Application
Runtime Error
Description: An exception occurred while processing your request. Additionally, another exception occurred while executing the custom error page for the first exception. The request has been terminated.
Here's the URL for the story:
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/spanking/femmes-of-spring-break-the-art-gallery.aspx
I have, since reading the PM from my reader, tried to open the story twice. I got the error message once and opened the story once. I've asked the reader to try again.
Weird, huh?
Paddler
A reader evidently read my story, rated and commented on it, then tried to return but got an error message. He PM'd me about it.
I clicked the story and got an error message. I have a screen shot of it if that will be helpful.
Here's the text of the error message:
Server Error in '/' Application
Runtime Error
Description: An exception occurred while processing your request. Additionally, another exception occurred while executing the custom error page for the first exception. The request has been terminated.
Here's the URL for the story:
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/spanking/femmes-of-spring-break-the-art-gallery.aspx
I have, since reading the PM from my reader, tried to open the story twice. I got the error message once and opened the story once. I've asked the reader to try again.
Weird, huh?
Paddler
Advanced Wordsmith
Merry Christmas, all!
As part of a two novel set that I'm finishing, I have a female-dominant sorority Christmas party. Here, for your enjoyment, are several carols modified to be sung by the Superior Sisters of the Sorority:
(Author’s note: A fig can be anything inserted into an asshole.)
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas and pervy New Year.
Oh, show us a figgy asshole
Oh, show us a figgy asshole
Oh, show us a figgy asshole and bend over now.
You won’t cum until we say so,
You won’t cum until we say so,
You won’t cum until we say so, so better obey!
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas and pervy New Year.
Hark the ribald devils grant
Pain unto the supplicant.
Les belles dames sans mercy,
In our search for the nerdy.
Joyful, all ye stiff pricks rise,
Until we say the precum flies!
With the she-devils proclaim
“Man was made to serve our aim.”
Hark the ribald devils grant
Pain unto the supplicant.
No rest for subby gentlemen
We wish you much dismay
For we your born Superiors
Excel in every way
To lead you all to Woman’s power
When you would go astray.
O whippings of control and joy,
Control and joy
O whippings of control and joy
Early chapters of the first novel are published under my name here.
Enjoy!
Paddler
As part of a two novel set that I'm finishing, I have a female-dominant sorority Christmas party. Here, for your enjoyment, are several carols modified to be sung by the Superior Sisters of the Sorority:
(Author’s note: A fig can be anything inserted into an asshole.)
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas and pervy New Year.
Oh, show us a figgy asshole
Oh, show us a figgy asshole
Oh, show us a figgy asshole and bend over now.
You won’t cum until we say so,
You won’t cum until we say so,
You won’t cum until we say so, so better obey!
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas
We wish you a subby Christmas and pervy New Year.
Hark the ribald devils grant
Pain unto the supplicant.
Les belles dames sans mercy,
In our search for the nerdy.
Joyful, all ye stiff pricks rise,
Until we say the precum flies!
With the she-devils proclaim
“Man was made to serve our aim.”
Hark the ribald devils grant
Pain unto the supplicant.
No rest for subby gentlemen
We wish you much dismay
For we your born Superiors
Excel in every way
To lead you all to Woman’s power
When you would go astray.
O whippings of control and joy,
Control and joy
O whippings of control and joy
Early chapters of the first novel are published under my name here.
Enjoy!
Paddler
Advanced Wordsmith
Yesterday, I changed my original email address to a different one in my profile. I received a message at the new email to confirm with the change. I click the provided link and received a confirmation message from the system.
Nevertheless, to notifications of responses to a forum post went to the old email address, not the new one. Any suggestions on how I can fix this?
Thanks in advance for your help.
Nevertheless, to notifications of responses to a forum post went to the old email address, not the new one. Any suggestions on how I can fix this?
Thanks in advance for your help.
Advanced Wordsmith
Thanks for taking the time to check my queue, Rainbow.
The two stories weren't in sequence, but standalone stories with a similar theme, college girls discovering the joys of domination during spring break. Ruthie, you approved a similar story, Jessica's Power Panties, gave me a 5. Thanks again.
I'll be more patient and submit one at a time.
The two stories weren't in sequence, but standalone stories with a similar theme, college girls discovering the joys of domination during spring break. Ruthie, you approved a similar story, Jessica's Power Panties, gave me a 5. Thanks again.
I'll be more patient and submit one at a time.
Advanced Wordsmith
On December 12, I submitted 2 stories. However, only one is in my list of stories as "Unverified." Is there a limit on the number of submissions in 24 hours or some other period? Should I wait for the first story to be approved or resubmit the second story?
I know where to find the content guidelines but what about submission procedures? Is there a link to that?
Thanks in advance,
Paddler
I know where to find the content guidelines but what about submission procedures? Is there a link to that?
Thanks in advance,
Paddler
Advanced Wordsmith
I published several stories here a few years ago. Recently, I published another one and plan to do more.
In the interim, the various levels of membership were instituted. I'm curious about the degree and type of editing that's available to Gold and Platinum members.
I use transcription software to write. The software creates errors of its own and unfortunately I don't always catch them. A commentator on my most recent story, Jessica's Power Panties, kindly pointed this out to me. My intent is to alter my self-editing to get rid of as many of these as possible. There's no excuse for turning in sloppy copy and expecting an editor to fix it.
I've been an English teacher and professional technical writer. So in some ways, I meet a high professional standard, or at least try to. The editing I'd most appreciate would be on the lines of does this story work? Does this plot element work? My stories, like those of Boss01, tend to be longer and have more character development than short stories that get right to the sexy point. For those of you who have been edited as a Gold or Platinum member, how would you characterize the editing you received?
Thanks in advance for any replies.
Paddler
In the interim, the various levels of membership were instituted. I'm curious about the degree and type of editing that's available to Gold and Platinum members.
I use transcription software to write. The software creates errors of its own and unfortunately I don't always catch them. A commentator on my most recent story, Jessica's Power Panties, kindly pointed this out to me. My intent is to alter my self-editing to get rid of as many of these as possible. There's no excuse for turning in sloppy copy and expecting an editor to fix it.
I've been an English teacher and professional technical writer. So in some ways, I meet a high professional standard, or at least try to. The editing I'd most appreciate would be on the lines of does this story work? Does this plot element work? My stories, like those of Boss01, tend to be longer and have more character development than short stories that get right to the sexy point. For those of you who have been edited as a Gold or Platinum member, how would you characterize the editing you received?
Thanks in advance for any replies.
Paddler
Advanced Wordsmith
When I was 15 or 16, I babysat the child of my stepmother's best friend. Her name was Sarah and my stepmother was named Darlene. Sarah was tall, slender, and blonde, very pretty. She was a reporter.
While Samuel, Sarah's son, was asleep, I frequently tried on Sarah's open bottom girdles. I don't recall that she had any other type. I didn't put on her stockings because she was so slender I figured I'd ruin them. But I sure liked the feeling of the tight girdles and the delicious naughtines of doing something so out of the ordinary.
Decades passed.
My brother, Joseph, Darlene's son, and I visited Darlene a few months before her death from lung cancer. With Darlene in the next room, he told me the following story.
Sarah got an assignment to interview Fidel Castro in the brief time after he threw out Batista and the break with the US. When Darlene heard this, she told Sarah, joking, "If you get close to him, you must tell me what that beard feels like."
She forgot all about it until a few days later when the phone woke her up in the middle of the night. "Huh?" she said into the mouthpiece. "It tickles," said Sarah.
"Wow," I said, impressed. "Sarah made out with Fidel Castro."
"I think it was more than that," said Joseph. "He took her on a vacation to Venezuela."
Grinning, I started whooping and hollering, "Sarah fucked Fidel, Sarah fucked Fidel!"
Darlene soon appeard at the door, breathing smoke, growling like a dragon, defending her dead friend's virtue. "Don't you say that!" she wheezed. "She only kissed him a few times."
We'll never know. I doubt Fidel would tell us.
Human interest about Sarah and Darlene.
They were friends from high school right to the end. Unfortunately, Samuel was born with a form of autism and is dependent on others to this day. Sarah suffered from anorexia, looked like a skeleton in her later years.
My father and Darlene moved to Tucson from New York 'cause Darlene felt the combination of New York and smoking would kill her, and her quitting smoking was, shall we say, not an option.
Herself very ill, Sarah decided to move to Tucson as well and bought half a duplex. Before she moved in, she died of complications of the anorexia.
Her will gave the house in Tucson to Samuel, but granted my father and Darlene the right to live in it rent free until they wished to live elsewhere. This act of loyalty and generosity greatly eased my parents' financial burden in their last several years. The entire family is grateful.
I thought the subject line would get your attention. All names are changed except Fidel's.
Paddler
While Samuel, Sarah's son, was asleep, I frequently tried on Sarah's open bottom girdles. I don't recall that she had any other type. I didn't put on her stockings because she was so slender I figured I'd ruin them. But I sure liked the feeling of the tight girdles and the delicious naughtines of doing something so out of the ordinary.
Decades passed.
My brother, Joseph, Darlene's son, and I visited Darlene a few months before her death from lung cancer. With Darlene in the next room, he told me the following story.
Sarah got an assignment to interview Fidel Castro in the brief time after he threw out Batista and the break with the US. When Darlene heard this, she told Sarah, joking, "If you get close to him, you must tell me what that beard feels like."
She forgot all about it until a few days later when the phone woke her up in the middle of the night. "Huh?" she said into the mouthpiece. "It tickles," said Sarah.
"Wow," I said, impressed. "Sarah made out with Fidel Castro."
"I think it was more than that," said Joseph. "He took her on a vacation to Venezuela."
Grinning, I started whooping and hollering, "Sarah fucked Fidel, Sarah fucked Fidel!"
Darlene soon appeard at the door, breathing smoke, growling like a dragon, defending her dead friend's virtue. "Don't you say that!" she wheezed. "She only kissed him a few times."
We'll never know. I doubt Fidel would tell us.
Human interest about Sarah and Darlene.
They were friends from high school right to the end. Unfortunately, Samuel was born with a form of autism and is dependent on others to this day. Sarah suffered from anorexia, looked like a skeleton in her later years.
My father and Darlene moved to Tucson from New York 'cause Darlene felt the combination of New York and smoking would kill her, and her quitting smoking was, shall we say, not an option.
Herself very ill, Sarah decided to move to Tucson as well and bought half a duplex. Before she moved in, she died of complications of the anorexia.
Her will gave the house in Tucson to Samuel, but granted my father and Darlene the right to live in it rent free until they wished to live elsewhere. This act of loyalty and generosity greatly eased my parents' financial burden in their last several years. The entire family is grateful.
I thought the subject line would get your attention. All names are changed except Fidel's.
Paddler
Advanced Wordsmith
Lament On a Shrinking Penis
I participate in forums on another service. One is about females spanking males. In an exchange about what one woman could do regarding her husband’s small penis, one of the women asked me about my size. Well, I measured it a long time ago when I answered some swingers ads. So I wrote, “6.75 iches aroused, measured from where the penis meets the stomach.”
Not long afterwards, I was happily masturbating when I glanced down and compared the width of my trusty right palm to the length protruding above. Something didn’t look right. I rummaged around and dug up the trusty old tape measure. Once re-excited, I laid the tape to the dick. Some evil demon had shrunk the tape, for I only measured 5.5 inches!
I didn’t think I’d lied or otherwise faked (measuring from the scrotum, for instance) those years ago, so I decided to consult an expert.
A former girlfriend picked me up for dinner. On the way to the restaurant, I explained my question.
Before I stated my original measurement, she interrupted, “You have nothing to worry about, you have a fine penis.” She agreed with my 6.75 inch figure. As a registered nurse, she’s a double expert. She told me that penises do indeed shrink over time, a sad piece of news I never heard before.
Well, it may not be as exciting to look at (and neither am I, frankly) as it formerly was, but my favorite toy still can come out and play. He’s a little slow off the mark, and needs to be coaxed, but still gives and accepts pleasure.
Any other aging cocksmen out there with similar sad tales? Please tell me I’m not unique!
I participate in forums on another service. One is about females spanking males. In an exchange about what one woman could do regarding her husband’s small penis, one of the women asked me about my size. Well, I measured it a long time ago when I answered some swingers ads. So I wrote, “6.75 iches aroused, measured from where the penis meets the stomach.”
Not long afterwards, I was happily masturbating when I glanced down and compared the width of my trusty right palm to the length protruding above. Something didn’t look right. I rummaged around and dug up the trusty old tape measure. Once re-excited, I laid the tape to the dick. Some evil demon had shrunk the tape, for I only measured 5.5 inches!
I didn’t think I’d lied or otherwise faked (measuring from the scrotum, for instance) those years ago, so I decided to consult an expert.
A former girlfriend picked me up for dinner. On the way to the restaurant, I explained my question.
Before I stated my original measurement, she interrupted, “You have nothing to worry about, you have a fine penis.” She agreed with my 6.75 inch figure. As a registered nurse, she’s a double expert. She told me that penises do indeed shrink over time, a sad piece of news I never heard before.Well, it may not be as exciting to look at (and neither am I, frankly) as it formerly was, but my favorite toy still can come out and play. He’s a little slow off the mark, and needs to be coaxed, but still gives and accepts pleasure.
Any other aging cocksmen out there with similar sad tales? Please tell me I’m not unique!
Advanced Wordsmith
Here are some Elmer Batters pics to illustrate dior11's fine fetish story 1960's Stewardess.
Beautiful, isn't she?
Fun-loving & sexy, too. Share a drink before we... Sure!
Thanks for a story that goes right to the heart of our shared fetish — and from a woman!
If you like dior11's story, you'll probably like my Job Interview story and my Candy Stroker series - June doesn't get into lingerie until she plans to give Adam her virginity, but after that, look out!
Thanks very much, dior11!
Beautiful, isn't she?
Fun-loving & sexy, too. Share a drink before we... Sure!
Thanks for a story that goes right to the heart of our shared fetish — and from a woman!
If you like dior11's story, you'll probably like my Job Interview story and my Candy Stroker series - June doesn't get into lingerie until she plans to give Adam her virginity, but after that, look out!
Thanks very much, dior11!
Advanced Wordsmith
The camera pans from one reporter to another - what's that under her dress?
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xquxle_reporter-caught-off-guard-with-strap-on-under-dress_news?search_algo=1
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xquxle_reporter-caught-off-guard-with-strap-on-under-dress_news?search_algo=1
Advanced Wordsmith
When I finish reading a story, I usually rate it and comment. Sometimes, I give a rating of 3. When I do, I'm asked by the system to explain my reasons, which I do. I say what works, what doesn't, and make suggestions.
Tonight, I scrolled through my own stories, looking at number of views, new comments, and so on.
I noticed a few 3's but no negative or critical comments. I thought maybe some folks gave a 3 rating, but didn't care to write real critques, so they write positives instead. However, one story got more 3s than comments, so evidently some stories get 3s and no comments.
Why the difference? Anyone know? Iis there a way to avoid the comment that I haven't seen?
Thanks.
Tonight, I scrolled through my own stories, looking at number of views, new comments, and so on.
I noticed a few 3's but no negative or critical comments. I thought maybe some folks gave a 3 rating, but didn't care to write real critques, so they write positives instead. However, one story got more 3s than comments, so evidently some stories get 3s and no comments.
Why the difference? Anyone know? Iis there a way to avoid the comment that I haven't seen?
Thanks.
Advanced Wordsmith
Right on all that.
The reverse polarity aspect of the magnet, if powerful enough, could control the forward and back pelvis thrusts of the male, which ought to appeal to a femdom. So should the penis wrapped in steel mesh.
But, how does she get around the steel mesh inside her? Aye, there's the rub.
The reverse polarity aspect of the magnet, if powerful enough, could control the forward and back pelvis thrusts of the male, which ought to appeal to a femdom. So should the penis wrapped in steel mesh.
But, how does she get around the steel mesh inside her? Aye, there's the rub.
Advanced Wordsmith
My friend's late father was a self-educated mechanical genius, held several patents. You've used some of his stuff, but I must protect my friend's anonymity.
Upon her father's death, a friend of the family and an employee of his company took over the firm. At the beginning of the current economic downturn, the assets of the firm were sold at auction. The auctioneer got ahold of the family because my friend's father's office had been maintained untouched as a sort of shrine to his memory by the new owner.
She and I went there to collect memorabilia - photos, personal objects, prototypes of inventions - and a box of patent apps and supporting docs. That evening we perused them. One invention intrigued me and its parts became evident over several documents. Then the purpose became obvious.
The main part was a flat-bottomed, round disk that was a powerful electromagnet. It was plugged into the wall with a power supply. A control allowed the operator to alter the polarity of the magnet.
The other part was a woven steel sheath, similar to a Japanese finger trap. This part was also magnetized, but its polarity was fixed.
Documents indicated that no similar device had ever been patented. I feel it would have been uncomfortable in use, but in any event, it's been superseded in function by Viagra.
No, I'm not making this up.
Evidently, in his old age, the guy had trouble getting it up and still wanted to please his wife, so, being the inventor he was, he came up with a mechanical "solution."
Upon her father's death, a friend of the family and an employee of his company took over the firm. At the beginning of the current economic downturn, the assets of the firm were sold at auction. The auctioneer got ahold of the family because my friend's father's office had been maintained untouched as a sort of shrine to his memory by the new owner.
She and I went there to collect memorabilia - photos, personal objects, prototypes of inventions - and a box of patent apps and supporting docs. That evening we perused them. One invention intrigued me and its parts became evident over several documents. Then the purpose became obvious.
The main part was a flat-bottomed, round disk that was a powerful electromagnet. It was plugged into the wall with a power supply. A control allowed the operator to alter the polarity of the magnet.
The other part was a woven steel sheath, similar to a Japanese finger trap. This part was also magnetized, but its polarity was fixed.
Documents indicated that no similar device had ever been patented. I feel it would have been uncomfortable in use, but in any event, it's been superseded in function by Viagra.
No, I'm not making this up.
Evidently, in his old age, the guy had trouble getting it up and still wanted to please his wife, so, being the inventor he was, he came up with a mechanical "solution."
Advanced Wordsmith
Babygirlmindy and I discussed her writing in chat. She's from the south, so I brought up the common southern US use of "You all."
Here's the exchange. What do others here think of "You all?"
paddler says:
In your daily speech, do you say "y'all?"
babygirlmindy says:
tell me I didn't type that...
paddler says:
No, just asking.
babygirlmindy says:
hahaha
babygirlmindy says:
ok
babygirlmindy says:
phew
babygirlmindy says:
yes...
babygirlmindy says:
i do use it in speech quite often
babygirlmindy says:
more often now that I live out in a more rural setting
paddler says:
Good for you. It's the missing construction and should be adopted.
babygirlmindy says:
i shudder every time I realize that I've said it actually
babygirlmindy says:
i hate sounding uneducated
babygirlmindy says:
i may not have the oratory skills of yourself, but i do try not to sound like a complete and utter boob
paddler says:
I fuck. You fuck. He, she, or it fucks. We fuck. What the fuck is wrong with You all fuck? In fact, you all do fuck.
babygirlmindy says:
that has to be the funniest thing I've read all day
paddler says:
I mean it. There's nothing wrong grammatically with you all, and there's plenty right with it logically. and Y'all is a natural abbreviation.
babygirlmindy says:
as long as you find it an endearing quality, I'll not be as harsh on myself
paddler says:
Good.
Here's the exchange. What do others here think of "You all?"
paddler says:
In your daily speech, do you say "y'all?"
babygirlmindy says:
tell me I didn't type that...
paddler says:
No, just asking.
babygirlmindy says:
hahaha
babygirlmindy says:
ok
babygirlmindy says:
phew
babygirlmindy says:
yes...
babygirlmindy says:
i do use it in speech quite often
babygirlmindy says:
more often now that I live out in a more rural setting
paddler says:
Good for you. It's the missing construction and should be adopted.
babygirlmindy says:
i shudder every time I realize that I've said it actually
babygirlmindy says:
i hate sounding uneducated
babygirlmindy says:
i may not have the oratory skills of yourself, but i do try not to sound like a complete and utter boob
paddler says:
I fuck. You fuck. He, she, or it fucks. We fuck. What the fuck is wrong with You all fuck? In fact, you all do fuck.
babygirlmindy says:
that has to be the funniest thing I've read all day
paddler says:
I mean it. There's nothing wrong grammatically with you all, and there's plenty right with it logically. and Y'all is a natural abbreviation.
babygirlmindy says:
as long as you find it an endearing quality, I'll not be as harsh on myself
paddler says:
Good.
Advanced Wordsmith
I've written (and illustrated) sex stories for years with no audience for the smut that I found so steamy. Serious case of writer's blue balls. I discovered Lush a bit more than a month ago and I squirted out a story with every downstroke for a while.
Now I've got incomplete series all over the place.
Oh, the remorse. Guilty of reader abuse. I promise to amend my ways and finish my series before publishing.
BTW, on blue balls. I think I googled the term looking for a tease and denial site or some such. Didn't find that, but i learned that Wikipedia has an article on the loved/hated condition.
Now I've got incomplete series all over the place.
Oh, the remorse. Guilty of reader abuse. I promise to amend my ways and finish my series before publishing.
BTW, on blue balls. I think I googled the term looking for a tease and denial site or some such. Didn't find that, but i learned that Wikipedia has an article on the loved/hated condition.
Advanced Wordsmith
This is hilarious! Totally absurd.
"The simulators are a far cry from the flesh and bones of a living, breathing person. But they are close enough to the real thing to let students know whether their touch is too rough, too soft or if they've missed a key spot entirely. "
I don't know if it will help anyone in surgery, but it should make them better lovers.
Thank you so much.
"The simulators are a far cry from the flesh and bones of a living, breathing person. But they are close enough to the real thing to let students know whether their touch is too rough, too soft or if they've missed a key spot entirely. "
I don't know if it will help anyone in surgery, but it should make them better lovers.
Thank you so much.
