I'm on Lush to read, meet new friends, and indulge a long held interest in writing erotica. In my stories, I strive to imagine interesting characters seeking, finding, or creating sexual adventures, often with power exchange and BDSM elements.Feel free to PM or poke me to get acquainted.
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My story ideas often materialize out of my imagination unnannounced, though I occasionally glean a seed for an idea from others' writings. I have never based a story on a real life experience - for some reason, I am unable to make the translation from real life to prose.
I always have several stories in-progress, but my main thrust (pun or no pun - take your pick) is to complete a follow-on to 'Barn Dance.' The main character in this one keeps taunting me that she wants more.
'Desert Hearts' (1985) with Helen Shaver and Patricia Charbonneau.
From the so-called Golden Age... Annette Haven and Constance Money.
I second RavenStar's recommendation: the Rock and Water series by justahole. This is a beautifully written BDSM-themed love story. Rock and Water, Chapter 1
As a reader and writer, I think emotional details are more important than physical details. Emotion is the blood of the story, bringing the characters to life and making them interesting enough to want to see where the adventure takes them. As for physical details, and especially descriptions of characters' bodies, I strongly agree with Dancing_Doll's comments. Also, the way we see/experience a place or person is often colored by our emotional state, and the same should be true for characters in a story.
For me, there has to be plot and character. It doesn't have to be extensive, but with enough form to put the characters' motivation and conflict in context. After all, there has to be some reason for them to get naked, and this is what makes the naughty stuff interesting.
I have this fairy-tale daydream about being stranded with Byron on a lush island. We kiss amid rustling palms and fragrant bougainvillea. Salty breezes wrap our skin as we stroll white sand beaches. We bathe in a turquoise lagoon, laugh, and make love in the sun. Only in a dream can I make love with Byron. I make love with my devoted husband in our bed, in our house at the end of our...
Added 12 Jan 2014 | Category BDSM
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To call the private studio of the Dominatrix a dungeon would, for the fortunate, earn only her contempt. Eschewing the contrivances of male sadomasochistic fantasies, the walls were painted a passionless shade of gray-green, the oak floor polished to the luster of ancient gold, and the sole window decorated with an embroidered ivory curtain, now closed. The eclectic wood furnishings, a large...
Added 05 Jul 2013 | Category BDSM
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Saturday afternoon on a brisk November day in Calgary. I was into my second month of a six month stay, having come up from Houston for a consulting job in the oil fields. So far, Calgary had been nonstop hard work, and this day was the first break I'd taken. Keith, a foreman with the company I was contracted to, had invited me to watch a hockey game with his girlfriend Danielle and his crew...
Added 28 Oct 2013 | Category Reluctance
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Nikki sat in her dresser chair with her arms wrapped around her knees, staring at her boyfriend Eric, nurturing a copious mouthful of his semen, and contemplating her next act of devilry. She liked looking at Eric, often peeling back the sheet to watch him sleeping nude after sex; deep love and voracious lust, he was her man. A cyclist and runner, his body was like a naughty girl’s...
Added 22 Oct 2013 | Category BDSM
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The afternoon sun cast the big Harley’s shadow across the simmering asphalt. Not a breath of wind rustled the gnarled mesquites and thirsty creosotes dotting the low hills. A few cottony clouds drifting above the distant mountains spoiled an otherwise ocean blue sky, but their presence heralded the coming desert monsoon that would break the June inferno. The bike’s pillion creaked as...
Added 21 Jun 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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