I found my imaginative side at a very early age and have been interested in the written word my entire life. I believe that the sexiest part of the human body is that network of nerves and synapses in our heads. I can transport myself anywhere in the world (or out of the world) with a well-written paragraph.I like to write descriptively rich scenes, where the background pulls you into the world I am creating. My characters are only real in my head, often a conglomeration of people I know or movie and TV performers. Well, most of them.I enjoy the act of editing a story. I have found myself many times unconsciously inserting commas or fixing grammar mistakes that I find in some of the stories I have enjoyed here. I, however, am by no means a master of this craft. I welcome your comments and constructive criticism on any submissions.I'm not here to cyber. Been there, done that, don't really want the t-shirt. This is an imaginative reading/writing thing for me. I'll gladly enjoy a conversation about the progression of a story, editing, plot, or anything else related to the writing. I'll even discuss the particulars of a juicy sex scene. I won't sit here and tell you I'm wearing a leather thong and wouldn't I just want you to rip it off. The only one who gets to hear that is my hubby.All that aside, I would like to say that the stories on this site have made my sex life at home a whole lot more interesting. So, thanks all, and keep the stories coming!
That look. You know the one. The look that says, "I am a strong, confident, intelligent, sexy man, and I know it. I know you like it. I would love the opportunity to show you what I'm capable of."Just that look sets my heart racing and makes me wet. It doesn't happen very often at all, though. Probably a good thing.
There are basically 3 types of people in the world: Sheep wolves or Sheep dogs. I consider myself more of a Sheep dog.I continue to enjoy aspects of BDSM. ... what's the third type?
It's what's left over of the hymen. Some women have it. Others don't. I have it. It doesn't really do anything more than just be there.
I was a lurker for quite a while before I joined as well. My definition of the word was the same as yours, as I have only ever had this one identity.Welcome to Lush, I hope you find what you are looking for here. Agreed. I did the exact same thing, just not for nearly as long. Welcome.
Your Mistress sounds like she might need more time getting used to being the D in the D/s. She needs confidence in her ability to control you, to lead you through a scene safely and pleasurably. It's not something to take lightly. Perhaps it would be wise for her to seek advice from other Dom(mes). She must have questions, doubts, concerns. It would be great for her to have peers with which to discuss these with, more than just with you, her sub.That's not to say that you two shouldn't discuss things. Communication is key in any relationship, and more so in this kind of relationship. You both need to be fully aware of what each other needs and wants out of the relationship.Since this is such a new facet of your relationship, have you considered switching roles? Are you dead set on being the sub, and is she dead set on being the Domme? Just another consideration.For your part, I would advise patience. Let her lead, even if you get to a point where you feel frustrated that the scene isn't moving forward as quickly as you'd like. You are, after all, the sub. Use your safe words to clearly indicate how you are feeling throughout a scene, then talk about it thoroughly afterwards. What you both liked and didn't like. It will take time.I wish you both a fruitful and satisfying D/s relationship.
Wow, this party's been going on for quite some time. I don't expect it to flare up terribly much now, but I have an opinion.The Republic of the United States of America was created under the ideals of freedom and liberty for all. The First Amendment says this: Amendment ICongress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances. Now, I take that to mean that I can say or depict what I want, when I want, where I want, to whomever I want, as much as I want, without impeding on other's ability to do the same. Notice the lack of requirement for common sense, or political correctness. Say what you want, believe what you want, protest what you want in a peaceable manner, and require your government to explain itself when necessary.Flying any flag clearly falls into this amendment. It's a visual expression. Again, common sense isn't always requested or present. As citizens of this great nation, we aren't required to be tactful. All we are required to do is follow the laws of the land and let our fellow neighbor live their life in whatever way they see fit, within those same laws.Of course, we are all free to opine, and loudly. We are all free to educate those who do not perhaps understand their actions. The original poster was perfectly within his rights to post his opinion that it's time to ban and burn confederate flags. To actually go through with such an act, however, is to infringe on the inalienable rights of the man holding the flag in the first place. That man is well within his rights to hold a flag, any flag, anywhere he wants, as long as he is not doing it violently. Notice I mention nothing regarding his tact or common sense.I will leave it with something I read today, regarding the protests that are currently under way in Venezuela:"... the cornerstone of actual fascism is the refusal to recognize the legitimacy of dissenting opinion."The whole world should be so lucky to be able to opine so freely without fear of retribution.
It varies from trimester to trimester and from person to person. I've known people who wanted nothing to do with it during pregnancy, and I've known others who enjoyed it quite thoroughly.Personally, I found gathering the energy to do more than sleep during the first trimester to be daunting. Pair that with nausea and general miasma and I certainly didn't want any sex at all. The second trimester's been better. My hubby's getting a little more attention. Again, for me personally, sex hasn't been all that comfortable. My cervix does not want to be poked right now. Makes things a little more challenging. I've enjoyed the orgasms, though. It's amazing how good something feels when you don't get it on a regular basis. Something I've been really happy with is giving my hubby head. I enjoy it normally, and during pregnancy it's a good way for us both to get something we want. I expect the third trimester will bring more of the no sexiness feeling of the first, if only because I'll be too big to enjoy it.I plan on getting my groove back on after the baby, though. Oh yeah!
as long as you contact them and they give us, the story mods, the ok, it's fine. As well, make sure the dedication is included at the end of the story, not at the top.
It's fine, as long as the guy is being respectful, actually addressing the thread topic, and not being a troll.
My throat relaxed as my Master's stiff, demanding cock thrust firmly in. Lying supine and restrained to the padded table, I could do little more than wallow in the erotic sensation of having my throat thoroughly fucked. His powerful hands gripped the column of my neck firmly, thumbs caressing my skin as his stiff meat had its wicked way inside. I couldn't breathe when he pressed all the way in;...
Added 07 Mar 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
Shelly clicked her ruby red heels through the International Terminal, her tight pinstripe mini skirt accentuating a firm, rounded ass. The blue, curve-hugging cashmere sweater with plunging neckline displayed her ample assets. Meticulously manicured nails were lacquered in red, and her honey blonde hair curled over straight shoulders. Rounded, innocent looking eyes looked out of a beautiful...
Added 30 Dec 2013 | Category BDSM
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It was madness, and she knew it. Inviting chaos. Tempting fate. Still, she couldn't bring herself to regret the situation. The bar was crowded and noisy. Warm bodies pressed together in an atmosphere of shared jocularity where personal space became nonexistent. She sat alone at one of the bar stools. People behind her vied for the attention of the busy bartenders, squeezing in between...
Added 20 Nov 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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I sit at the bar of the Renaissance hotel nursing my ginger ale. Something stronger would be nice, but it's a lunch date. I need to be back at work in two hours tops, so ginger ale it is. Stirring my tame drink, I look around the bar area, not really seeking anything specific. You would be there eventually. As I lift my drink to take a sip, a strong hand wraps tenderly around my shoulder. On...
Added 05 Aug 2013 | Category Masturbation
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Ahhh, Dragon*Con. Fantasy and science-fiction mecca for the freaks, geeks, nerds, and their groupies. Once a year, this ever-growing crowd of introverts and odd near-geniuses congregates in the hotel center of downtown Atlanta to pay cult-like homage to games, literature, art, music, and films of the weird and strange variety. Essentially, it's three days of LARP-ing. What a blast. I...
Added 09 Jul 2013 | Category BDSM
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Josh was a mass of pent-up, seething need as he yanked Emily in. He was done with the waiting and sneaking. His pull had propelled Emily to the center of the room. Josh leaned back against the closed door and threw the deadbolt, the sound gunshot loud in the quiet darkness. He watched Emily turn to face him, ambient light from the sheer-covered windows casting her in gradient shadow. He could...
Added 24 Jun 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Josh closed the door to his room at the lodge then leaned back against it. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to banish the cloying desire that had possessed his body during the ride up. His bike leathers were constraining his erection uncomfortably, and had been for the better part of two hours. Shifting away from the door, he dropped his saddle bags next to the floral armchair...
Added 06 Jun 2013 | Category Love Stories
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Emily stood from her perch on the low garden wall, and waited as the motorcycle came to a stop at the driveway, a few feet away from her. The powerful machine rumbled in the mid-morning air, its red-painted body gleaming in the Georgia sun. She watched as the rider shifted into neutral and kicked out the stand. He let the bike idle and stood, swinging a leather-encased leg over the body....
Added 19 Apr 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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The music thrummed and the people danced and swayed around me in the large warehouse that had been converted into a concert space. Up on stage, the Foals were doing a fantastic job playing with music, lights, and smoke. The crowd was eating it up, cheering and jumping in time with the beat. Large barn-style doors on either side and at the back of the Goat Farm concert space were open to...
Added 01 May 2013 | Category Voyeur
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John walked into the foyer of his house loaded down with paint rollers, tarps, and paint brushes. It was the first day of his home renovations and Allie would be there any minute to help him with color choices and some painting. In his rush to get things ready, he stepped on a rubber chew toy abandoned on the high-pile rug at the front door by his spirited three-year-old boxer mix. The dog...
Added 05 Mar 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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