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"Lilium". Elfen lied opening soundtrack.
Followed by "Gravity", wolfs rain ending theme
Advice tube'ing them.
"Something is pulling me,
I feel the gravity of it all."
Followed by "Gravity", wolfs rain ending theme
Advice tube'ing them.
"Something is pulling me,
I feel the gravity of it all."
Advanced Wordsmith
It is the dominant sentient life form in anton-6. It is a rhinoceros + raptor (not rhinoceraptor, mind you) which is gigantic + black. And I believe I just my own sarcasm too.
Advanced Wordsmith
I will try it too.
I believe I was two days age when I first masturbated. I was born ready for it because my genetical memories were directly available for me thanks to my superior DNA's. These superior heritage also made my dick 25 inches long and 8 inches wide. This is why I still keep masturbating because there are no suitable female genetical organs for it. I tried organisms from anton-6 (a far planet) but gave up the idea when the rhinoceraptoragigalantaus nigris died.
I believe I was two days age when I first masturbated. I was born ready for it because my genetical memories were directly available for me thanks to my superior DNA's. These superior heritage also made my dick 25 inches long and 8 inches wide. This is why I still keep masturbating because there are no suitable female genetical organs for it. I tried organisms from anton-6 (a far planet) but gave up the idea when the rhinoceraptoragigalantaus nigris died.
Advanced Wordsmith
I fought and overcame elevator phobia. Was stuck in it, had broken the window accidently, cutting my elbow in the process. Stayed in that shit for about an hour. Than it finished. I wasn't afraid of it anymore.
The dreams sometimes still come back though. Dreams where the elevator doesn't stop in the floor I intended to. It keeps its descend to unknown depths, where unknown things wait me.
The dreams sometimes still come back though. Dreams where the elevator doesn't stop in the floor I intended to. It keeps its descend to unknown depths, where unknown things wait me.
Advanced Wordsmith
Wolf's Rain Soundtrack; Heaven's not Enough...
Shit. Almost crying. This anime always hunts me down somehow.
heaven's not enough
if when you get there..
just another blue
and heaven's not enough
you think you've found it
and it loses you
you've thought of all there is
but not enough
and it loses you in a cloud
"there" most everything is nothin'
that it seems
"where" you see the things you only wanna see
I'd fly away
to a higher plane
to say words I resist
to float away
to sigh
to breathe.... forget
and heaven's not enough
if when I'm there I don't remember you
and heaven does enough
you think you know it
and it uses you
I saw so many things
but like a dream
always losing me in a cloud
cause I couldn't cry
cause I turned away
couldn't see the score
didn't know the pain
of leaving yesterday really far behind
in another life
in another dream
by a different name
gave it all away
for a memory
and a quiet lie
and I felt the face
of a cold tonight
still don't know the score
but I know the pain
of leaving everything really far behind
and if I could cry
and if I could live what truth I did then take me there
heaven goodbye
Listening again... Shit...
Shit. Almost crying. This anime always hunts me down somehow.
heaven's not enough
if when you get there..
just another blue
and heaven's not enough
you think you've found it
and it loses you
you've thought of all there is
but not enough
and it loses you in a cloud
"there" most everything is nothin'
that it seems
"where" you see the things you only wanna see
I'd fly away
to a higher plane
to say words I resist
to float away
to sigh
to breathe.... forget
and heaven's not enough
if when I'm there I don't remember you
and heaven does enough
you think you know it
and it uses you
I saw so many things
but like a dream
always losing me in a cloud
cause I couldn't cry
cause I turned away
couldn't see the score
didn't know the pain
of leaving yesterday really far behind
in another life
in another dream
by a different name
gave it all away
for a memory
and a quiet lie
and I felt the face
of a cold tonight
still don't know the score
but I know the pain
of leaving everything really far behind
and if I could cry
and if I could live what truth I did then take me there
heaven goodbye
Listening again... Shit...
Advanced Wordsmith
Oh come on! Just read the vegetable thing! It's far from stupid, It's a masterwork, almost Moliere!
EDIT : Here for the ones that don't like clicking links!
bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
Katie_007: Sure, you into vegetables?
bloodninja: What like gardening an shit?
Katie_007: Yeah, something like that.
bloodninja: Nothing turns me on more, check this out:
bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
(pause)
Katie_007: is that it?
bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
Katie_007: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
(pause)
bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... sexily.
bloodninja: I ride your buttocks like they were amber waves of grains.
Katie_007: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
bloodninja: Damn baby you're right, this shit is HOTT.
Katie_007: ...
bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
Katie_007: What the fuck is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
bloodninja: Yeah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. Bitch.
Katie_007: whatever.
EDIT : Here for the ones that don't like clicking links!
bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
Katie_007: Sure, you into vegetables?
bloodninja: What like gardening an shit?
Katie_007: Yeah, something like that.
bloodninja: Nothing turns me on more, check this out:
bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
(pause)
Katie_007: is that it?
bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
Katie_007: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
(pause)
bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... sexily.
bloodninja: I ride your buttocks like they were amber waves of grains.
Katie_007: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
bloodninja: Damn baby you're right, this shit is HOTT.
Katie_007: ...
bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
Katie_007: What the fuck is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
bloodninja: Yeah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. Bitch.
Katie_007: whatever.
Advanced Wordsmith
Well, Its something that changes for every fella, I'm sure of it. However, there are some undeniable biological and psychological facts that I wish to remind you nice lushers.
There is a fleshy knot just under the head of it, in the intersection line of the head and shaft. This area is by far the most sensitive zone I could explore on my body. You can just drive the guy crazy just by licking this area, or by kissing it by full lips. Well, at least it works for me.
The base needs some atteantion, this is one of the two reasons most guys like deep throat. Lips touch towards the base of it. However, It's not fine for the lady and when she doesn't feel good, most guys also don't feel good, ruining the experience. So for some attention to the base of it, I would advice an aproach from sides, taking it into between your lips in a wet way, and slide up and down. Almost the same effect with deepthroat, I guess.
A hand in the base of the tool, in his back, or high in his chest helps. But the one of the most side-features is the hair. Guys like different kinds of hair in this process, It's especially delightfull psychological effect to endure when we see the bun swinging, or a few strings of hair swinging along the girls face.
Umm... I believe it's a hard process for a woman to keep up, but trying to keep the face in an appealing state also helps.
wow, it's good to be able to speak such things freely. I'm enjoying this site more and more!
There is a fleshy knot just under the head of it, in the intersection line of the head and shaft. This area is by far the most sensitive zone I could explore on my body. You can just drive the guy crazy just by licking this area, or by kissing it by full lips. Well, at least it works for me.
The base needs some atteantion, this is one of the two reasons most guys like deep throat. Lips touch towards the base of it. However, It's not fine for the lady and when she doesn't feel good, most guys also don't feel good, ruining the experience. So for some attention to the base of it, I would advice an aproach from sides, taking it into between your lips in a wet way, and slide up and down. Almost the same effect with deepthroat, I guess.
A hand in the base of the tool, in his back, or high in his chest helps. But the one of the most side-features is the hair. Guys like different kinds of hair in this process, It's especially delightfull psychological effect to endure when we see the bun swinging, or a few strings of hair swinging along the girls face.
Umm... I believe it's a hard process for a woman to keep up, but trying to keep the face in an appealing state also helps.
wow, it's good to be able to speak such things freely. I'm enjoying this site more and more!
Advanced Wordsmith
The ribs somehow increase overall effect. It's also better when they are small but not tiny. This image you sent, rocco, was very close to my understanding of a perfect boob, just a little smaller and it's perfect.
Advanced Wordsmith
Than we can work as a team, blindfolded! "Way to go Smokesticks!"
Advanced Wordsmith
I hate to see the justice in this way; but I hope they stab him "a little bit" in the prison too. I hope they do it many times indeed.
Advanced Wordsmith
I am sure there are quite feats and tricks beyond my knowlegde. How would one suppose he is the best pumper in the world without having at least a decent knowledge in his operational area? Err... Are there any edu-porns out there which also teach English?
Advanced Wordsmith
Stance was quite on target. Immediately followed by a quick search to face and eyes. But if the question is about a body part - after a subconscious check for wieght/height ratio - face I guess. Looks.
Advanced Wordsmith
Pam is indeed a camera that traps beautifull virgins souls inside and it joins erotic story sites to satisfy the trapped victims desires.
Advanced Wordsmith
I choose not play the always adviced style of "capture the center!" so I generally open up with moving the pawns in front of knights forward, than moving the bishops there getting a cut at longest diagonals. This is indeed a pseudo-central opening, because when you move kings pawn forward and add the knight to this new square, you are leaning to center quite strongly. However, this aproach has many flaws, weakening my c and f lines - which are quite easy to attack. Yet still I cant give up being a hopeless romantic. This surprises many opponents though, and helps me ruin their balance. Versus the girl,-I cant remember quite exactly but she was the second player in that tourney I faced, and was doing much better than the first kid.(Perhaps because I was playing black and this tac really sucks in B) so she had a good lean onto me. The game was in an exciting position where I lured her bishop into capturing my rook to lock it there with a pawn move and lean to her kingside which was left open without the white diag bishop. (I was behind in material I can remember that - because I thought I was about to loose.)
Advanced Wordsmith
The vegetable one is also devastating! It's a should read!
Advanced Wordsmith
It becomes a real source of shame when you are with your family elders! You know they generally have this "sex and anything related to sex is the greatest source of shame that one should get bruied alive if he/she does something related!"
And It's a holiday or something, and whole family tree is there, in the same big house. You wake up with a flagpole and you try to make it to the bathroom by using different kinds of camo tactics. Many times I walked backwards, rotating just in the right time to keep my back turned to people, overall effect being something like I was trying to make figure skating. Other tactics involve rolling the blanket or even quilt around myself and act like a superhero - only works in winter and works better if there are some children around that you can amuse by this act.
Sometimes creating distractions also work.
"Hey look! There is a cat in the house! It just went under the sofa!"
[Whooossshh!]
"It ran out! I'm gonna catch it'"
[Slam!]
In the public, it only got too bad for me only once. I dont like wearing shorts but that particular day I wore the damn thing and my opponent was a wondefull girl with a low-cut!
You see it was a chess tournament and we were playing on a glass table! Everytime she was about to make a move she leaned forward, causing another few centimeters of increase in pinocchio's nose. I did my best to hide it, but it seems I couldn't hide my "attempts" to hide it. She noticed the pole, brushed red in an instant, made a few bad moves and resigned in the middle of the game, running for the exit!
It was a disaster! She was playing good and she left the game only because of my timeless hard-on! It was double disaster for me! I left the tournament too. It was the only time that my hard-on unintentionally changed the flow of my life. Maybe she was going to beat me and win the tourney. Or maybe I was going to beat her and win it. But that "apparatus gigantica" found the worst time to awake!
And It's a holiday or something, and whole family tree is there, in the same big house. You wake up with a flagpole and you try to make it to the bathroom by using different kinds of camo tactics. Many times I walked backwards, rotating just in the right time to keep my back turned to people, overall effect being something like I was trying to make figure skating. Other tactics involve rolling the blanket or even quilt around myself and act like a superhero - only works in winter and works better if there are some children around that you can amuse by this act.
Sometimes creating distractions also work.
"Hey look! There is a cat in the house! It just went under the sofa!"
[Whooossshh!]
"It ran out! I'm gonna catch it'"
[Slam!]
In the public, it only got too bad for me only once. I dont like wearing shorts but that particular day I wore the damn thing and my opponent was a wondefull girl with a low-cut!
You see it was a chess tournament and we were playing on a glass table! Everytime she was about to make a move she leaned forward, causing another few centimeters of increase in pinocchio's nose. I did my best to hide it, but it seems I couldn't hide my "attempts" to hide it. She noticed the pole, brushed red in an instant, made a few bad moves and resigned in the middle of the game, running for the exit!
It was a disaster! She was playing good and she left the game only because of my timeless hard-on! It was double disaster for me! I left the tournament too. It was the only time that my hard-on unintentionally changed the flow of my life. Maybe she was going to beat me and win the tourney. Or maybe I was going to beat her and win it. But that "apparatus gigantica" found the worst time to awake!
Advanced Wordsmith
Begging for your forgiveness, I am going to admit that I have a superpower.
See, I am a non-smoker, yet when someone smokes around me, the smoke always and under all conditions fly towards me! Disturbing and disgusting! Sometimes in formal environments I move my hands like "ow come'on!" to camouflage my attempts to push it away, or "puff" as if I am bored. But it doesn't work at all.
I told this first to my mom, and she -as a psychiatrist- decided that I was trying to feel myself important.
I decided a test.
We were sitting in the garden of a pub, she was smoking and as always the smoke was coming towards me. I offered to switch places and we did. And the smoke flew to me again. My mother said this is quite usual in scientific history which is called "coincidance" Then we switched places again and again, my mother getting paler and paler each time.
Many times after that I had the chance to prove. The smoke even figths against natural wind or air conditioners blow!
I still haven't decided how can I become the rul.. I mean saviour of the world with such a power and I still couldn't come up with a better name than "smokestick".
Maybe I can earn money by working in no-smoking places as a smoke magnet; my usual costume containig two large oxygen tanks.
Maybe I will have a special team who smokes till they rot in a small room with me, and thus smokes form a cloud around me and I scare the shix out of children who steal fruits from trees.
See, I am a non-smoker, yet when someone smokes around me, the smoke always and under all conditions fly towards me! Disturbing and disgusting! Sometimes in formal environments I move my hands like "ow come'on!" to camouflage my attempts to push it away, or "puff" as if I am bored. But it doesn't work at all.
I told this first to my mom, and she -as a psychiatrist- decided that I was trying to feel myself important.
I decided a test.
We were sitting in the garden of a pub, she was smoking and as always the smoke was coming towards me. I offered to switch places and we did. And the smoke flew to me again. My mother said this is quite usual in scientific history which is called "coincidance" Then we switched places again and again, my mother getting paler and paler each time.
Many times after that I had the chance to prove. The smoke even figths against natural wind or air conditioners blow!
I still haven't decided how can I become the rul.. I mean saviour of the world with such a power and I still couldn't come up with a better name than "smokestick".
Maybe I can earn money by working in no-smoking places as a smoke magnet; my usual costume containig two large oxygen tanks.
Maybe I will have a special team who smokes till they rot in a small room with me, and thus smokes form a cloud around me and I scare the shix out of children who steal fruits from trees.
Advanced Wordsmith
The size of boobs were important for our ancestors because the bigger they are, the more milk they can produce, which means the more the guy can reproduce. This factor has been descended to us with our genetical memories. (Me preferring small-medium and firm ones mean i am a genetical mistake.)
And the same ancestors also cared about their "fingies" size because women back than chose their mates according their "fingies" sizes. Those with small "fingiez" had to wait for the alpha to finish his job. (It's a good thing I'm not "that" much of a genetical mistake!)
And the same ancestors also cared about their "fingies" size because women back than chose their mates according their "fingies" sizes. Those with small "fingiez" had to wait for the alpha to finish his job. (It's a good thing I'm not "that" much of a genetical mistake!)
Advanced Wordsmith
The Bad Guy shoots our masked hero with his revolver several times, while our hero slowly walks towards him, shaken with each shot.
"Die! Die! DIE! WHY DONT YOU JUST DIE!"
Our hero V replies:
"Behind this mask is an ideal, and ideals are bulletproof!"
From V for Vandetta.
"Die! Die! DIE! WHY DONT YOU JUST DIE!"
Our hero V replies:
"Behind this mask is an ideal, and ideals are bulletproof!"
From V for Vandetta.
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I have posted the story again. I would hereby like to thank Rocco, who read through the chaotic miscalculation of letters thrown together as words which in turn were arranged like and old lady's teeth and turned it into a story like beautiful young girl. For those of you out there who did not see the story, I believe the above sentence could give you a hint of my former writing "skillz"
Thank you, Rocco, and OOzimaraOO who also supported.
I hope you like it!
Thank you, Rocco, and OOzimaraOO who also supported.
I hope you like it!
Advanced Wordsmith
Thanks rocco! Doing it once would be more than enough! I will keep the original as a referance to my mistakes - maybe this will help in the future. I guess I changed tenses too much.
Thanks for the support! Here i pm it to you, rocco!
Thanks for the support! Here i pm it to you, rocco!
Advanced Wordsmith
Greetings friends;
I have read many good stories on this place and decided to write my own too. However I guess I am not that good with English, and have hard time trying to tell I what I want to. Like non-capital i's I guess. And maybe more.
So i would like to ask if someone could help me re-editing my first miserable trial on an erotic story and show me the way it should work. I just want to see the reaction of the people over the story. And I promise I won't write again if you dont like it
-oh i guess i forgat to mention that i posted it already, but it was removed due to some... mistakes. I would like to pm the story to the hero that accepts this painfull, grievious challange of correcting the chaotic soup of words that were supposed to be sentences... Well i guess you get the picture after this paragraph :D
I have read many good stories on this place and decided to write my own too. However I guess I am not that good with English, and have hard time trying to tell I what I want to. Like non-capital i's I guess. And maybe more.
So i would like to ask if someone could help me re-editing my first miserable trial on an erotic story and show me the way it should work. I just want to see the reaction of the people over the story. And I promise I won't write again if you dont like it
-oh i guess i forgat to mention that i posted it already, but it was removed due to some... mistakes. I would like to pm the story to the hero that accepts this painfull, grievious challange of correcting the chaotic soup of words that were supposed to be sentences... Well i guess you get the picture after this paragraph :D