The stories started about sex, then they kind of developed into stories about emotion damn it!! I love writing and think I have a good understanding of sex so am combining the two. I have to stop being afraid of who I am.
Not following any authors
You'd be amazed at what you can get two guys to do to each other when high!
I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination.. However.. I'm okay! and I have certain qualities, qualities you would imagine to be helpful in the quest for love.. but.. I dunno.. it eludes me endlessly.. Maybe I know too much! :-"
maybe they know and just don't want to admit it? *giggles* i love the sign up on your wall next to it. :) also the fact that you have a dedicated fisting chair is awesome! Well.. if you're gonna do something, do it properly, I say. :-"
http://upload.lushstories.com/141271729-2013-06-27 11.37.09.jpg This is my "Fisting chair" nobody in my family has questioned why I have a chair on the dining table! weird!
We, as writers are not afraid of what is in our minds.. it's liberating... it's brave.. to delve in.. and even braver and even more liberating.. to take what's there.. and create something we call writing.. The small minded that aren't really among us.. merely alongside us.. can screw themselves and wank over the Sharon Stone clip for eternity...
I'm guessing the pitchfork would be involved somehow! :)
I think not! :)
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If I admit that the greenhouse rape scene in the film "Scum" gets me off does that make me sound like a sicko? Also the rape scene in the film "Accused"Oh deary me... the list goes on and none of it is pretty.. or pretty woman for that matter :o)
One thousand words cannot tell him what her smile, the one she saves just for him, tells him when they share a moment. One thousand kisses cannot show him how much she loves the feel of his soft lips and hot breath on her daily, without ration. One thousand touches of her hand, her fingertips on his, cannot touch him the way her desire for him does. One thousand easy ways to show you...
Added 22 Feb 2014 | Category Love Poems
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I want you to do very bad things to me. Bad things that feel very good. Bad things that sometimes cause you to question the moral fibres of your being. Bad things with your hands, like say slap my face or my hairless aching need, use my peachy arse, which if allowed a voice, would deafen you with it's incessant begging for violation. Might you look at me with an adoration that I only know in...
Added 10 Jul 2013 | Category Hardcore
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“Didn’t the earth move for you?” he asked with humour in his tone. “Yes, oh yes!” she mocked, and planted a kiss she hoped would finalise whatever this was turning into, whatever this new thing was, that had begun to surface every time they had sex. The questions. The last time, he had asked what he might do to please her more. She had seriously considered his question but had genuinely...
Added 09 Nov 2012 | Category Exhibitionism
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“I trust you’re going to be a good kitty whilst I’m at work!” he says as he slams shut the door to my cage and secures it with a heavy duty padlock. “Meowwww” I mock and add a wink for which I earn a scornful look, and then my master is gone, and as the front door closes, the scent of his aftershave lingers in the air to torment me. “How am I supposed to be anything but good!” I state...
Added 22 Dec 2011 | Category BDSM
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I’d never tell you how you warm me so I’d never show you, you’ll never know I’d never call you and tell you “come round” I’d think it and wish it, but not make a sound I’d never tell you how I check my phone How I re-read our messages, when feeling alone I’d never share with you, my dreams or my fears No I’d never tell you, how you bring me to tears I’d never tell you, I might love you...
Added 11 Jul 2011 | Category Love Poems
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“Are you sure about this?” Tom asked her as she applied her mascara and gave her reflection a nervous little smile in the mirror. “Yes” she said, as she simultaneously without moving her lips she asked herself the same question in the mirror, and that was all. Ten minutes later he poured them both large glasses of pinot grigio and massaged her shoulders in an effort to relax her. The...
Added 01 Jul 2011 | Category Group Sex
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The Thieves Ellie had been only sixteen at the time and she wore tight little tops which extenuated her large breasts and gave her a brazen persona, she was as innocent as they come though and had only once kissed a boy, egged on by the encouragement of others. It had repulsed her actually! The idea of two people sharing saliva in that way, it tasted bad too and she never...
Added 02 Jun 2011 | Category Group Sex
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“I love the way you make me feel needed,” It’s quite a statement from someone who doesn’t appear to have an emotional bone in his body and I wonder whether it might be as practiced as your technique. As practiced as the condescending tone you add for effect, when you’re doing filthy things to me. Still I take it and analyse it. “Did he just call me needy in a round the houses kind of...
Added 22 May 2011 | Category Anal
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“I’m crazy about her!” he tells me, “I don’t know how she feels” “I think perhaps you do.” I say and “I also think that you should tell her” “Even if you say it just the once, put it out there, and then it can never be said that it was not known.” This is a story about un-reciprocated love. Not all stories are happy ones but still stories are there to be told. The Space “I...
Added 21 May 2011 | Category Love Stories
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In my derelict heart that is cool with emptiness and loud with echo’s that go hand in hand. There’s a story waiting to be told. It’s a story of summer. It's warm and full of the sort of smiles that save themselves for fiction and if we’re lucky, we get our happy ending too. Damn You “Behave!” you say with a smile, and it’s one of those smiles that make you feel that it...
Added 19 May 2011 | Category Love Stories
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