I live to write. I have a wide variety of interests and at some point they'll all surface in my stories.I have removed a large number of stories from Lush in order to set up distribution of such works through publication channels for ebooks. Sorry Or not sorry. My active Erotica pen name is Lilith Lo. I also write as Sirin Love (for Romance Erotica).If you are a Lust Gold member you will have access to my fuller pieces in The Vault.Answers to Questions I'm often asked:*Yes, my avatar is me *I started writing because I became frustrated with a lack of erotica stories I wanted to read.*I continue to write because I get a thrill out of penning my sexually charged thoughts on paper and sharing them with others. *No, I'm not interested in real life relationships. (No webcam or cellphone)*Nothing puts me off or disgusts me, some things just interest me more than others. I favor hardcore and fetish elements the most when I read.
I'm into it. Not sure if 'love' is it . . . but I do get in moods where all I want in porn is gay. Sometimes the guys are more passionate as couples than straight couples... but I really go for hardcore.
For me - nope.In fact, I think that the 'dreaded painful first time' is not a very common experience for most women. I don't like it when I come across it in Erotica unless the sensual purpose is to explore masochism a bit. Then it's not the same thing as just cleaving to 'old wive's tales of torturous first times'.I know some women experience issues... but if someone's truly worried they'll take their time and prepare first (lubricant, possible sex toys or finger play).
Sex first.Then Porn (you know, only when I finally had access to the internet - or otherwise scrambled tv)Then Erotica. For some reason getting into Erotica was far more paranoia-inducing than Porn or Sex of any type. Probably because it's more engaging and you actually set aside time to read it. It's the only thing that made me look over my shoulder once or twice. lol
With all the ATM you hear about now days I don't see what the fun would be in this activity. I am no prude and have licked an ass hole in my day but a dick fresh out of an ass, even if it is your own ass, must stink something awful. I am sure that it is a rush for people into scat and such but how is this activity enjoyable? Yes - enemas to keep it clean.Not everyone has a seriously funky tush.
Some women do it the right way, respecting their lovers' limits and caring for their lovers, like most of my friends' on here.Some end up creating horrible circumstances for their lovers'. Some people get hooked to BDSM in such a way that it awakens darker fantasies in them. As in, they either like to hurt their lovers seriously (physically) and its surprising to find that some people are reportedly turned on when they get hurt like that (e.g. being flogged repeatedly so that the skin gets too sore etc.) Those hurt may regret it quite later on, though.Feel free to share what you think about it from your own' and your friends' experiences. Violence is physical aggression that's unpleasant or unwanted. Like two girls fighting, throwing punches to hurt each other during. In a violent fight, the goal is to do physical harm while taking out anger on them.In BDSM relationships physical contact that might inflict pain isn't meant to be a negative and to *just hurt* the other person. It, instead, acts as a psychological and physiological trigger. it leads to a release of endorphins and hormones (etc) that stimulate a person in various ways.One important thing in BDSM relationships is aftercare - a way for the dom and sub to reconnect and support each other so that they both know it was all within acceptable means and nothing in excess. This is where the whole concept of aftercare comes from.In any relationship - BDSM or NON-BDSM - anyone can become an unwilling partner and be abused. That is serious and a very different thing.
I do not know if some of you, have the same trouble as I do sometimes. I do find it easier telling a story from anything else like, describing what's happening in the story, what the character is thinking that sort of thing. But, when it does come time for doing a pleasure scene or doing sex or intimate scene I usually freeze up or mess it up. I try to be particular as I can. Just so I'll know what some mods would look for in a sex scene? I'm asking these I am still a Rookie writer. I don't think anything is wrong with asking these questions, is it? Like it is easier doing sex part when you are playing with someone on here in black box chat or private chat. You don't have to worry too much. But when I do a sex scene in a story you have to be very careful and delicate with it.( p.s I'm not being very particular right now with my grammar, so I hope some of you know what I'm asking or saying.) Most of the time I don't have any issues. Sometimes the entire story starts with the concept of the sex dynamic.But sometimes - like when I'm working on a longer novel with a non-sex plot concept taking place - I struggle. It's so annoying and, if I'm stupid about it, I'll put off the difficult sex scenes for later which only means I end up with a bunch of difficult scenes to write in the end.What to look for depends on your story dynamic and why you're writing, I suppose. Erotica is easy for me to write because it comes from my sex interest and 9 times out of 10, I'm turned on when I write it. It flows easily - very easily. But when I write a novel I'm not turned on by any of that content... it's a lengthier and more complex writing process. I have to GET myself into their sex life and well - that's just very hard to do.
I've always found this topic fascinating... I'd love to write a novel about 'the hysteria craze.'
A child spends only a small proportion of its waking life in school, so why shouldn't that be aimed at grades primarily?Consider the figures 36 weeks school a year, 6 hours on 5 days in each week. Awake perhaps 100 hours a week,say 5,200 hours a year of which only one fifth is spent in school, and that for only twelve years. Nobody is suggesting single sex education over the age of 18. I'd rather my kids know how to function in the world before they have to be fully self reliant . . . I don't believe in bubbles and segregation.
No, it neither makes perfect sense nor is plausible with the self-contradictory laws we now have.In Europe age discrimination is illegal, yet it is apparently OK to have different rules for different ages in many fields, driver's licence is the most obvious, or buying booze.In the UK discrimination on religious beliefs held is illegal, but the courts have ruled that a lifelong honestly held Christian belief that sex is for one man and one woman who are married is now to be over-ruled by the honestly held lifelong belief that two men may indulge in sex in private wherever they wish, even in a hotel room owned and rented out by holders of the first belief. Clearly these two positions are incompatible, but the older, less noisily pursued view has had to give way.The Roman Catholic church has had to close its adoption schemes because it refused to allow adoption by unmarried couples, on pain of being forced to hand children over to such couples or pay them compensation.Another aspect of this is that all should have equal opportunities in education. That does not mean that mixed-ability teaching works, anymore than a mixed ability sports team would. It does not even mean that co-ed schooling works better than same-sex schools. It has been shown, in the UK at least, that girls do better when educated in an all-girls school, but anyone who says this will be shouted down by the "equalists".The answer to the question is " Yes , equality is a difficult concept to apply ". We're discussing gender - so I'm not going to travel toward age or religion discussions.Gender . . . all girls schools?Why? Is your workplace going to be strictly all male or all female?No.So why learn separate? Grades aren't the only thing to work toward in school.Every moment of your life is spent around people of opposite or neutral gender (etc). Part of growing up and attending school is learning how to deal with those types of related matters. that's LIFE. You can hide from it or pretend that's not how it IS just to isolate and seclude yourself.If people - both males and females - are forever encouraged to shut-down in the presence of the opposite gender, withdraw or remove themselves . . . then they'll never figure out how to make it in life. Life is isolated.
I'm always interested by the sheer number of guys who like it when women smile... because a lot of women don't like to smile.
Chapter 1 I saw the advertisement in the classified section of the newspaper while I was riding the Metro. The page was folded at a strange angle, crumpled in the man's hand who sat oblivious to my prying eyes. It read: Wanted: adult wet nurse. It brought to mind things I hadn't thought of in years, long forgotten fantasies I used to entertain when I was far more inexperienced in life:...
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Chapter 1 When it comes to objects of my affection what I truly lust for—my thing, my fetish I suppose I should say—is glass. Glass. Solid, smooth, textured, ribbed—cold or hot. Glass girl, all the way. Needless to say, when I go shopping for toys, I don’t go to the outrageously priced, hole in the wall adult store in the next town over. I’m a thrifty spender. There’s a twisted thrill...
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Anxious to get on the road again, Bambi bounced on the balls of her feet, her lips pursing to blow another bubble. Two, three inches around—and then it suddenly popped, sticking to her chin. Tamela stood there, a finger poised where the pink bubble had been. “Bus is full. Coach says we have to ride with the boys.” Bambi flicked her tongue, swiping the gum back into her mouth. “Sounds...
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Chapter 1 I stayed a few steps behind Mom as we trudged into Church. The wind had kicked up since we left the house and my ears had begun to burn, my knees had gone a bit numb quite some time ago. Twice she turned to gripe at me for going too slow but I ignored her—I was looking for Brian. Our parents married when I was only 10. Years later, much to my dismay, they divorced. Since...
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I make my way to the Carnack Building with two minutes to spare. With ten minutes between classes I cannot fathom how this is going to work. First days are always stressful, and when I finally find room 294 I’m sweating and breathless. I barge in, hair a mangled mess, clothes disheveled, and the entire class looks at me. Why can’t the door be in the back of the room, I think to myself as I...
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Eight months. Seven days. Sixteen hours. It’s been so long since my wife last told me she loved me and then kissed me goodbye. How was I to know that one kiss would be the last kiss, the last caress? How many times would I think of her and seek her memory out in this way? “More coffee?” The waitress comes to stand in front of me, carafe in her hand. I consider that she...
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All he had to do was ask her to consent and she would be his . . . and she hated herself for it. Passion, affection—she shouldn’t crave such things. But yet, on her hands and knees, fingers raw from vigorous scrubbing, her body ached to be touched. She was aware of every movement he made, every breath he took, his eyes on her as she worked. “Viette?” Her heart stuttered at the sound of...
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Something draws me to the photograph of him, It’s so wrong for me to look, But I do, Over and over again. There is something in the way he is poised, Casual, against the cushions of the sofa. Black jeans, White shirt. It’s the jacket, though, And the buckle on his belt, - Undone. The thrust of his hips, The way his arm reaches overhead, These are where my eye wanders, Over and...
Added 18 Apr 2013 | Category Love Poems
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The hillside was torched by a lick of flame. Angry fire burned wildly, devouring. Timbers cracked, the trees split, all was consumed. Heaven sent the rain, quenched the devil’s hand. Then the rain faded, leaving a man behind. He was cold, I gave him shelter. He was hungry, I gave him food. He was broken, I cured his wounds. Eyes dark, rich, and golden – like aged brass coins. Scattered...
Added 27 Jun 2013 | Category Love Poems
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In the madness that followed—the guards rushing in and out, the doctor being summoned—Viette slipped away. No one noticed her departure, not even her Keeper. She moved in a strange fog—almost floating as she went—her heart having darkened to a shade of night. On the way to Aust's room she followed the narrow servant passageways that wound through the castle. He’s not dead, she...
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Randy and I have been dating for several months. Nearing the end of our college semester, Randy's parents took an impromptu trip out of town. With the house, and the weekend, free, we wasted no time getting together. Passion rises, as do other things, but then the lights from a car in the driveway streak through the Venetian blinds. With only a minute to spare, Randy and I gather our clothing...
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Breanne lives a dull, single life working as an office clerk. That is until she sees a job listing in the newspaper as a Nature's Bounty Nurse. A phone call and an intimate doctor's appointment later, she's on her way to dedicating herself to a life of adult nursing for a wealthy Japanese...
On the first day of Latin Class Lara finds herself quickly entangled with her professor. A relationship blooms, spirals and spins with secret rendezvous under the cover of little white lies. It's his voice, his good looks, and that commanding presence that draws her in deeper.
What Lara doesn't...
Stripped of her nobility and taken as a war prize, Viette is determined to take control of her life at all costs even if it means dominating a King to do so. As a servant, however, she's in no such position . . . or is she?
King Leonin of Whitmore has his sights set on Viette for things beyond...
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