The collage of titbits here on my profile should give the more curious of you an insight into who I am. As for those of you in search of sexy pictures, I’m sorry, but I don’t do photos. I’ve always wanted to be an author. Even as a kid, I imagined selling my novels on the front lawn, like a lemonade stand. While the dream has laid dormant during extended periods of doing what I thought I should, rather than what I wanted to, I’ve always had the bug. I’ve drafted a rather uninspired coming of age novel, and dabbled with a bit of travel writing, but it’s erotica that has finally ignited my motivation to get on with it.And it's already paying off. My most recent claim to fame is being asked to ghost write some werewolf romance stories for an e-publisher in the United States. Horses for courses I suppose, but it's been a fantastic experience.In my writing, I’m more interested in the emotional elements of the scenario, exploring the how and why, rather than just providing graphic descriptions of Tab A into Slot B. Don’t get me wrong, I love a hot, dirty fuck as much as the next person. It’s just that I prefer to be a little more thoughtful about it. Hopefully that comes across.As a writer, I desperately crave the validation of your votes and comments. And I greatly welcome any constructive criticism you’d care to offer, both positive and negative. Please help me to hone my skills by letting me know what you liked and what you didn’t. And in the spirit of the community, please make your comments public, so others can benefit from your feedback too.As for what turns me on, or gets me off, I tend to bounce around from one thing to the next. Whether it’s straight up and down romance, the intense jealousy of cuckolding, the filth of a torrid gangbang, or shoving your tongue up a hooker’s ass, I’m as open-minded as they come. I don’t judge, which is probably the consequence of a unique combination of volunteering for Lifeline and once owning a phone sex company. I created my Affectionate profile over on Lit during the height of a bit of a…phase. And I’ve got a bit more of that sort of content over there, for those who are interested. When I came over to Lush, I tried to go more mainstream with my screen name to avoid typecasting myself, but in migrating my stories, the plagiarism police have come out of the woodwork and outed me. While I appreciate the concern, it appears that once you put something out there online, it’s there forever. Fucking internet!I’m one of those nuts who thinks this social networking business is all just one step closer to humanity being caged up with feeding tubes and wires in our brains that make us orgasm whenever we pull the lever. So please be patient with my limited socialising skills. I'm not a great chatter, or poker, or keeper upper with my friends, but I am trying to get the hang of all this.Regardless, I’d love to hear from those of you interested in casual friendship and writing. But if you cast your eyes down a moment to my Relationship Status, you'll see I’m not interested in an e-ffair.Thanks for taking the time.
Yeah, I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. There's barely enough room downstairs for all the lawyers as it is. Help others. Be kind. Be true to yourself. And write the filthiest fucking smut you possibly can. You'll be fine. Otherwise we wouldn't have been given brains and hands that can reach our own junk.
To credit those from whom I've stolen, Dancing_Doll uses "star" and "knott" a fair bit, which I think are pretty good. "Muscular ring" works quite well at times too.I'm a big fan of "ass" and "asshole", as in, "Fuck my dirty, little ass!" Or to get a bit Aussie on you all, "date" is always a crowd pleaser. But be warned, you do have to contextualise it with some sexy, otherwise it can come across a bit blokey. "Yeah, mate, he gave me the shits, so I stuck my thumb up his date." Rugby league fans will love that one.
Thread the bloody needle's eye!
Late morning or late at night is when I tend to hit my stride.
Yours is definitely the same.
All the time. You're overthinking it, dude.
Spoiler Alert: It wasn't Little Bow Wow. It was a young girl, who looks like a guy, and sent our woman $10,000. Wow!
A six inch lemon chicken Subway on flat bread and a bottle of water.
My wife watching Catfish. It's the one where the girl thinks she's been online with Little Bow Wow. Okay, now I'm interested...
Spots of dappled sunlight streamed through the trees and danced and twirled on the pavement as I waited for her outside the building. She was always late, frantically trying to keep up with her life. Not that I would ever want her life, I snorted to myself. Immediately regretting the thought, I focussed on the distant rush of traffic echoing softly through what had to be the last quiet...
Added 22 Nov 2013 | Category MILF
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“Are you all right, mate?” It hurt to talk through the burning throb of my lips and cheek. I could already feel my left eye swelling shut as I pinched the bridge of my nose through the gauze to try and stop the bleeding. “Yeah,” Fang replied quietly. “I think it’s broken.” The blackhat medic crouched in front of him on the road, silently strapping his arm tightly to his chest to...
Added 21 Sep 2013 | Category Hardcore
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I emptied my glass, allowing the velvety smooth liquid to envelop my tongue. The rich aroma filled my nostrils, before that all too familiar burn comfortably gripped my throat. I sighed as I leaned forward to place the glass on the coffee table, the milky ice cubes tinkling in hopeful punctuation. There was another half a glass or so in the bottle, I knew. And it called to me. Refilled,...
Added 30 Aug 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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I love laundry day. Sure, it’s an easy job, as far as housework goes, and I have the uncanny ability of making a few loads seem like I’ve cleaned the whole house. Although the smirk my wife gives me every time I declare the family’s clothes to be clean makes me think she might be onto me. But more than anything, it’s the perfect excuse to get my hands on my stepdaughter’s dirty panties. ...
Added 28 Aug 2013 | Category BDSM
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The delicious aroma of onion and garlic simmering away in butter filled my nostrils as soon as I opened the door to my apartment. I smiled to myself. I loved it when Laura came over unannounced. "Hey, Sweety," I called, as I disgorged the contents of my pockets on the side table. "Daddy!" Laura beamed, skipping around the corner from the kitchen and throwing her arms around me. ...
Added 20 Jun 2013 | Category Incest
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That gentle little knock at my bedroom door always made me smile. I watched the handle turn, and then waited for Sophie to poke her head through. It was a pretty regular occurrence these days, and I was just so thankful she kept wanting to come in for her morning snuggle as she'd gotten older. Some of my close male friends had been hurt when their daughters had dialled back the affection...
Added 16 Jun 2013 | Category Incest
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