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.
A bottle cleaning brush with soft bristles.
Nothing stupid about having fun, changing things up, and exploring new things.When sex ends the same way every time, it can get pretty routine and I want a routine sex life like I want a root canal.
These days I'm into Ian Kent Smith. He's a self published author who stepped out of the game way too soon. I just happened to stumble on his works while researching Corvette stories (for smut writing purposes) and found his literary fiction to be amazing. I keep re-reading Rime, it's so beautifully written.
No. Only men cheat.Which means all cheating men are gay - because they're cheating with each other.Wait. . . no, that's not making any sense.I think, perhaps, some women cheat. Like one. There's one cheating married woman out there and she hooks up with the whole world every night. Like Santa, but for pussy.
Yep.I fantasize about it . . . not too certain how I'd feel if it actually happening but the fantasies are delicious.
http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/world/2017/03/09/sex-orgies-prostitution-porn-claims-shake-catholic-church-italy/98962674/Welp.I guess someone somewhere is always making you look bad. I rolled my eyes at the suggestion that these things 'shake the Catholic Church'. I don't think it does any such thing. Par for the course.
Is it just me or does this make you want to punch someone in the face? https://upload.lushstories.com/1871749920-1.png https://upload.lushstories.com/796579136-2.png 'OMG Shakespeare' is a new book series published by Penguin Random House which consists of Shakespeare plays told through its characters texting with emojis, checking in at certain locations, and updating their relationship statuses. Titles include: srsly Hamlet, YOLO Juliet, Macbeth #killingit, and A Midsummer Night #nofilter.http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/series/OGS/omg-shakespeareI've never wanted to burn a book before but... That's hysterical.Must buy! .
Honestly... it's such a common thing it's really just normal and I have no response to it what so ever. Meh - totally meh.I certainly don't get turned on my random strangers looking at me. Thank god. That sounds like an affliction.
Phantom of the Opera ... I always cry at the end.As for more modern movies? Can't recall. I've watched mostly action/adventure/horror/thriller in the last few years.Believe it or not, though, The Conjuring 2 has a very soft, sweet scene (when he sings) which made both me and my husband cry (we actually held hands and sang it together). The other day Twenty-One Pilots sang that song at their concert and it was sweet all over again.
I can get into anything depending on my mood - my interests go in cycles.Sometimes I want soft, sweet sex. Passionate making out and heated caresses.Sometimes I want hardcore, rough, violent affairs. Torture porn and various hardcore kinks.I like it all . . . at different times for different reasons.I think I tend to prefer the later more often, though. The more extreme content is actually the only type of porn I've paid to have access to. Softcore can be found in all manner of real movies. torture porn is a different beast and often the snippets here and there at places like pornhub don't do it for me.
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:...
Added 30 Jan 2016 | Category Fetish
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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...
Added 21 Sep 2015 | Category College Sex
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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...
Added 05 Aug 2015 | Category Fetish
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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...
Added 23 Jun 2015 | Category Taboo
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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...
Added 22 May 2013 | Category Quickie Sex
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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...
Added 07 Jun 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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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...
Added 11 Apr 2015 | Category Novels
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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...
Added 15 Jun 2015 | Category Novels
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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...
Added 20 Jun 2014 | Category Humor
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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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