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Bullets can take crazy trajectories upon leaving the chamber of any given rifle and then again upon first impact, all dependent upon literally thousands of variables. There is no conspiracy. No "magic bullet". Just basic physics. Sorry to disappoint.
Let it go. That thread, as with the multitudes of other Trump-related threads, was either a trainwreck or well on its way to becoming one. You referred to "paying members" somehow having a vested interest in knowing the "why" behind the decision to lock or delete a thread. Well, I'm a paying member, and perhaps I just don't have enough vested interested in threads in which I post, but I wouldn't have handed over payment for my membership if I had any concerns about the skills and abilities of the mods to make conservative decisions regarding the locking or deleting of threads. I have enough going on in my real life, I'm not about to let anything that happens on Lush cause me angst.
For myself and my boys? Season tickets in perpetuity to Mariners games. A second house on Vancouver Island, with funds set aside to again maintain the house in perpetuity. The rest would be evenly divided between Planned Parenthood, Heifer International, and 22Kill.
Nope. Not a chance. My lower age limit is seven years younger; I don't have an upper age limit.
Pretty sure that any person having sexual relations with a step-whatever is committing de facto incest. Definitely straight up incest if the step-whatever has adopted the step-son or daughter. However, since the horrid (as in, I never went in there because...ick) Incest category was banned, it sure does seem like there are a heck of a lot of "Taboo" category stories with an incest vibe--the only minor difference being that the characters are described as being not related by blood but are related instead by marriage. These are just ones that show up on the home page when I happen to be logged in and at the actual computer, so I'm sure that there is quite the trove of these sorts of "not-incest incest" stories lurking on Lush.This is obviously the wrong thread for this line of thinking, but yah, it'd be nice if the actual rule was enforced wholesale, as per Dani's description. It could be quite simple--does the story mod/verifier see the word "step" in association with the words brother, sister, mother, father? If yes, story is returned without further verification. If no, then the story is verified, and either posted or returned for the usual reasons.
I don't know. Do men generally look better in a military dress/fire dress or bunker/police uniform? Yes. Does the uniform itself make me instantly more interested than I might otherwise be? No. Volunteering and working with state troopers on a regular basis has pretty much made me immune to the uniform--I respect the person and the rank, not the uniform. Same with paramedics and fire/rescue; I work with them on a professional basis, so there really isn't anything going on there. I should also say to those who think that men in uniform, especially with regards to peace officers in uniform, are somehow more conservative or right-leaning than other men, that from what I can tell this is not the case. Not at all. The one caveat is that I do work almost exclusively with troopers, who in this state are granted universal jurisdiction and are thus subject to far more stringent screening and recruitment requirements. Most, if not all, have at least a bachelor's degree, and those degrees come from very diverse fields--things like forestry, geology, IT, the hard sciences. So it may well be different on the city or county level, where officers or deputies are required only to have a high school diploma, or perhaps an A.A. in Criminal Justice, and thus don't have the sort of worldview that the guys with whom I interact hold. Point being, the OP's question was why don't women like men in uniform (and FF's especially). We do. It's just that the uniform has to hold a man worth our attentions.
Honestly, it took me a lot longer to learn to deal with my height than it did to accept my body as it changed through the course of three pregnancies. Don't know why, I was crazy self conscious until I was about 25 regarding my height, but self conscious about my hips and ass and breasts and the little bit of extra padding that came after birthing three children? Not so much. Oddly, when I inadvertently lost a rather scary huge amount of weight following shoulder surgery in November of 2015, I was very, very self-aware, very self-conscious. I eventually regained most of the weight--I'm now back to a solid 185 lbs., at 6'--but I was terribly self conscious of my "skinny" look in public during the time that I was struggling to first stop losing weight, and then regain the weight back. OP, this particular BBW woman doesn't "hide". Do I go out in supertight short skirts and crazy unattractive clothing? No. I dress myself appropriately, always (work is easy--scrubs, scrubs, or possibly, scrubs). Maybe it's your approach that makes women like myself and other posters feel singled out? I don't really see a difference between a guy looking for a thin woman and a guy looking for a heavier woman--they're both basing their judgment of the woman solely on her body type. Which is not attractive. Just saying.
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Hey all. Hannah, I'll locate Jen's birthday thread and post her the best of birthday wishes.Please all do some serious drinking this week and next, as I am unable to do so myself. Due to a combination of things, I took a misstep at work, rolled my R ankle medially (foot inward), sustained multiple fractures and likely soft tissue damage. This ankle was reconstructed by my orthopaedic surgeon in 2014, using cadaver tissue to replace a lateral ligament and my Achilles tendon, and so I am scheduled to see him on the 22nd, and he's already taken the liberty of scheduling an OR suite en bloc Friday 2/23, as he expects to cut and put Humpty Dumpty's ankle back together in proper order. Still working, because fuck pain. Fortunately, my ortho doc understands that I deal so much better with pain if I'm doing something besides dwelling on the topic, so he's cleared me to work up until the surgery date. Ankle is splinted six ways to Sunday, so I walk a bit like a Frankenstein in clogs and scrubs, but better to be working than sitting around. Besides, last I checked, the laundry doesn't do itself, the lawn doesn't mow itself, the bathrooms sure as Hell don't clean themselves...point being, if I'm going to be noncompliant, I might as well be drawing pay whilst doing it. Anyway. Lots of ibuprofen on board. No narcotics, obviously. Apologies to Jeff and Mike and Hannah, I'll be out of the commission, with regards to writing, for a wee bit.
“I have something for you.” She looked up at him carefully, green eyes widening, pale hands unconsciously reaching back to tuck her long, dark brown hair up so that it fell at the nape of her neck. Surprises were something that she was accustomed to giving; surprises were not something that she was accustomed to receiving. “Really?” Her voice was soft, suffused with a hint of...
Added 29 Dec 2016 | Category Straight Sex
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“Settle down, love, we’re going to be fine.” Her pink glossed lips grazed his ears as she spoke these words, brushing the soft skin enough to comfort but not to further arouse. Her right hand was placed carefully, lightly but knowing, on his trembling body, that beautiful muscular body already tensed and ready for what he knew was to come. Telling rivulets of fragrant sweat ran unchecked...
Added 22 Aug 2016 | Category Flash Erotica
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This was not what she intended at all when she walked into the Yale Street pub. She’d meant to have a soothing after work shot or two of Drambuie, call it good, and head home. Not this. Certainly not this. Yet here she was, bent over for all to see, in the half-lit darkness of the alley behind the bar--she wasn’t even sure it was the same one that she’d walked into. Forehead and hands...
Added 23 Sep 2015 | Category Flash Erotica
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She stripped out of her scrubs in the hospital locker room, tossed them into the soiled laundry bin, and stepped into one of the twenty identical shower stalls, pulling the plastic curtain shut behind her. The hot, just shy of scalding water hit her surprised skin and began washing away the disinfectant smell of work, to replace it with the rose scent of her perfumed body wash. She loved...
Added 04 Jul 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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I know now, what I did not know then. I know now that your scars run too deep to be kissed away, that my love and devotion would be nothing in the face of your pain. I know now that no amount of my attention, my need, my willingness to give up my everything to you, would do anything to keep you with me, to keep you as my partner and my lover. Perhaps it is better that I did not know...
Added 02 Jun 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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She was sitting in one of the two deep, mahogany coloured leather chairs positioned by the fire in the Hunt Club, a long white cigarette dangling carelessly from her slim, manicured fingers, when I first saw her. When I first fell in lust with her, rather. Her red slingback stiletto heels dangled from her stockinged feet, and her red silk sheath dress had slipped up just enough to reveal a...
Added 20 May 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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Irrumatio. A single word, a throwaway, something learned and promptly forgotten. To me, though, it is an entire world of pleasure encapsulated in nine letters. It is the tingling of my freshly fucked sopping swollen sex, it is the heavy breathing and dilated pupils of your orgasm and the delicious smell of semen and want thickening the room air, making (it seems to me) even the ceiling...
Added 09 Apr 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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It was hot, unusually so for the temperate marine climate of Seattle, and so she was as naked as could be without being fully so--stripped down to her pink and black lace bra and matching tanga cut pink and black lace panties. Still, at ten o’clock at night, with the house a balmy 75 F, that wasn’t enough. She needed to go outside, needed to feel the cooling night air against her skin, needed...
Added 04 Aug 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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How did she come to be as she was currently? It had been an eminently ordinary first date, arranged by mutual friends, marked with the usual pleasantries and peppered with the occasional curious question about each other’s work and life in general. They’d shared a single bottle of 1997 Chateau Ste. Michelle gewurtztraminer, not enough to make her drunk, nor even slightly tipsy. Really,...
Added 26 Jan 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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She walked into the corporate clean Starbuck’s, the chairs all neatly swept of crumbs, the faux mahogany inlay tables sparkling, as if they had never had a cup of coffee rested upon them. The store was crowded, relentlessly polite baristas working furiously to satisfy the needs of caffeine-deprived customers, and she fell into queue behind the last of these customers. She was dressed for...
Added 15 May 2014 | Category Oral Sex
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