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Here are two very different 'werewolf' books some might find it worth checking out.

The Devourers, by Indra Gas, is a twist on Indian werewolf folklore that includes elements of cultures, gender issues, bi-sexuality, unconventional love, masculinity, and .

Naked Werewolf, a three-book series by, Molly Harris. These books are at the way far opposite end of the literary specturm -- would you believe Rom-Com? But Harris, a prolific and successful writer has produced well-crafted, entertaining escapist fiction.


And while not the main character in a novel, Terry Pratchett's 'Discworld' series has several installments featuring Sgt. Angua von Überwald's of the Night Watch.''The Fifth Elephant' set in her home turf and including other werewolves would be a good choice for a first read.

Just passing this along, FYI and FWIW.
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Terri, she wrote or maybe just posted: Love is in the air.

Me, I gently repliedThat ain't love, it's pollen from all those flowers you just toted in.

eta; What we ain't got, it would seem, is a really and truly 'sneeze' thingy. What I've posted is supposed to be, 'snort'. If that won't do for a good, old-fashioned big honking sneez, then somebody needs to raise a fuss with Nic & Co. about that shortcoming, imo ;)
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And I'll drink to that. Anybody else need a double or maybe a triple?

rf: Came across this on a publishers submission guideline page. There's nothing revolutionary are even new, but the subject seemed well presented. Any comments, whether brickbats or bouquets, are welcome.

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Take It Easy on the Adjectives
Many romance and erotica authors make the mistake of loading up their sentences with adjectives. They do so believing that the more colorful descriptions they use, the more sultry their erotic scenes will sound.

But too many adjectives in a short space of time can make you sound desperate. It can also force the readers to pause and ponder the meaning of your exotic vocabulary. They may also have to work harder to visualize so many attributes at once.

You don’t need to load up your sentences with descriptions to tell an amazing story. If you want your readers to experience your characters’ sensations, spend more time investing in their backstory. Set a proper scene, and build up to the erotic encounter.

Here are some examples of what we mean.

Acceptable Amount of Adjectives
“His hard manhood grazed her posterior. He reached down to the hem of her shirt and slowly pulled it up and off of her, freeing her breasts.”

Unacceptable Amount of Adjectives
“His hard, aching manhood grazed her tight, nubile posterior. He reached down to the hem of her short, white, thread-worn shirt, and slowly pulled it up and off her, freeing her young, perky, milky-white breasts.”

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rf: Best I can say about that last one is at least it didn't include the size of her bra. ;)

Greetings, y'all and welcome to the first day of March. Lucky, being a old country boy and product of public schools, I'm trying to figure out what not dying the Chicago river green will help combat the covid virus. I mean it was bad enough when the movers and shakers up there decided to make the poor thing flow backwards. Now they won't even let it get dressed up for St. Patrick's day. (shakes head)

Tonya, morning young lady. After a yeard of this C19 crap, bottom is beginning to look like up.

Michelle, thanks for taking care of things. Somebody needed to get it done after all this time.

James, now don't go getting your panties in a twist doing all that yoga stuff.

Emma, my wife, the registered nurse, never held any of out three kids while they were getting shots -- the chore being left for their father-unit.

Since the doughnuts, brownies and croissants have not arrived, yet, I'll grab a bag of fried pork skins, fill my mug with Big Bertha's bountiful brew and go sit outside in the parking lot and whistle Jimmy Rogers songs while waiting for the next train to come steaming through.

Anybody wanna drink, first?

;)
Lucky, you are so one-of-a-kind. I mean to say, chocolate milk with doughnuts is so, well, you know, it's just so avant-garde. ;)

BTW, the Cubbies are down in this neck of the woods for spring training. There's a whole bunch of Cubs fans who show up each year to escape the Chicago winter and watch the 'boys of summer'. Hope you can make it down here someday.

Last time I checked the valentine poetry contest was still open and had 84 entries.

TG, hope you have a long string of successful, happy family festivals. Enjoy your beach time.

Now who needs a drink or two?

Greetings to all Rumplationists wherever you call home. And a blessing on Curvy and Big Bertha for getting things rolling, make that staggering and stumbling, this morning and for just being Curvy and Big Bertha.

Has anyone checked on the contest? Yesterday was the deadline day (don't bother Nic & Co. with a bunch of GMT-type chronological hairsplitting) ;)

Me, I'm gonna fill my mug with Big Bertha's blessed brew, grad a brownie or two and go join Coma and Tose to meditate on the mysteries of life such as why a wet bird never flies at night. Anybody need a drink?

For those who, following the performance by, Gainsborough, James Gainsborough, are now in the mood for reliving the days of James Bond and Mrs. Emma Peel, might want to check out, Killer Instincts, by Dark Side. I've already pimped it last night, but now, at no additional charge, here's the link:

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/seduction/-killer-instincts-.aspx

You'll want a tall drink to sip on while reading this epic. So whadda ya wanna drink?

Carl, just 'cause I'd finished off the first batch of BB's brew and the water in the tea kettle might have smelled a bit wonky, you had to go make a fresh, mo' better products. Good move -- and thanks for the doughnuts.

Y'all don't forget the booze.

(SLURP!) Greetings to all wanton weekend wanders who somehow ended up in here and decided to stay. That disgusting noise was your beloved old blind barkeep sampling the first mug of today's rendition of Big Bertha's ambrosia. Used dark roast coffee and water from the dumpster hot tub which might explain the robust taste. The tea kettle is always working on water from the same source so the hot chocolate and/or tea crowd need not fret.

If you just can't wait for morning goodies, let me suggest a bag of fried pork skins as the perfect treat to break your fast.

Those in a more advanced time zone or just old-fashioned boozers, should consider the offerings of blah beers, wanting wines and our always popular fine lickers. So whadda ya denizens of the shallow end of the literary gene pool wanna drink?

Xander: to the sound suggestions of James, let me add: submit the story to 'Stories Space' as a 'Love Story' and include a message to the mod, probably Molly, but it might be Maggie or Gill, asking them to put it in the category they think best note: While it is true I'm also a mod over there, in my humble and honest opinion, they are smarter, nicer, and just plain mo' better than me when it comes to verifying stories.

And now, a two-part parting shot: Dark Side has posted 'Killer Instinct' an 8500 word spy, sex romp that is a must read. So when you get a few free minutes, grab a tall drink and settle down for a hot, enjoyable read.
Which brings us to the eternal question: Just what in the names of both Jack and Daniels do you literary low-lifes wanna drink?

One beer (for now) coming up for Curvy the Insatiable.

And Gracie, you want the ice tea sweet sun-brewed or unsweetened?

Terri, I've lost track of who is the pincher and who the pinchee but we'll assume it's all the fault of James -- since it probably is. James, gsince you are, no doubt, the culprit in whatever did or didn't happen, get the lady whatever she wants and put the charge on your tab. ;)

And while we're getting some honest work out of James, anybody else want a drink?

TGIF greetings and HUGS to both the washed and the unwashed, though sans the HUGS for the latter aromatic crowd.

Terri, your tribute to Sunny was moving. However, may I be so bold as to add that for an anthem to include all Rumplators, a salute to their 'Elegance' might be in order.

Feelin' great and look spectacular
What a knack
There is to that
Acting like a born aristocrat
We got eleganc
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off.

One last reminder: tomorrow is the deadline for submission to the Lush Valentine poetry contest. For those still searching for a topic, let me suggest turning for inspiration to the most Serviceable, 'The Cremation of Sam McGee'? ;)

Anybody need a drink?

Just topped in for a mug full of Big Bertha's blessed brew and to pass along some contest news most of you probably already knew.

As of a few minutes ago, there were 82 entries. Today is the 25th. The contest entry deadline is the 27th. Y'all can do the arithmatic, he says, with some uncertainty. Here's a hint for the numerically challenge, try subtraction before diving into long division.

Anybody wanna drink? We got a one-for-the-price-of-two special today on Screwdrivers.

Greetings to all who congregate in, on around and/or under this pothole on the great info highway. Tonya, many thanks for the setup. Michelle, a big 'atta girl' for the much needed clean-up. Curvy gets a big HUG while Carl gets a beatific blessing for the goodies. I'd mention everyone else except having postponed a first mug of Big Bertha's ambrosia to inflict these lines on the morning mob at Rumplations, well, you probably understand my oversight or lack of the same and, for certain, don't give a damn.

Now about that postponed first mug of coffee. With doughnuts and brownies to provide a well balanced diet, think I'll go sit outside and hope Tawny decides to take a morning skinny-dip in the dumpster hot tub. Anybody out there wanna drink?

Scott, not complaining, you understand, but an order of old scotch served neat might be a bit more complex than this joint can handle, but the management and staff will give it a try. BTW, someone asked if you'd like one of Gill's cocktail umbrellas.?

Got a beer ready for Curvy. Anybody else need a drink?

For those a bit leery of michelle's belief that starting the writing day by scribbling, using pencil and paper, whatever pops into whatever passes for a writer's mind -- read on.

In 'Writing Down the Bones',Natalie Goldberg (your basic writer, writing coach, and Jewish Zen master) explains why she thinks that's a good idea for all writers, especially those suffering from a writer's block. It is, imo, well worth a look-see.

A second mug of coffee is in my immediate future. Stand aside mere mortals or risk getting hot java splashed upon both you and your attire. ;)

Oh yeah, anybody else need a drink?

Greetings to all Gropers and gropees on this Hump Day.

Carl: many thanks for all the music, and doughnuts, and the updates on all those equines and felines.

Kimmi: if you're looking for raunchy wall-to-wall sex, check out Daddy-D's third 'Sandy' story.

And speaking of checking things out, TG's new story involves three college girls in a three-bedroom condo during spring break.

Michelle, a multitude of thanks for goosing Big Bertha into gear and for not letting James get in the way.

Tonya, Gill was recently spotted over on Stories Space doing a bit of mod-type work, I believe verifying Verbal's 'spooky' masterpiece.

Curvy, now that both hell and Texas have frozen over, spring must be coming --right?.

Emma, hope your man-eating bug (shudder) finds her new digs acceptable. ;)

And Bonnie, don't run down your more than considerable ability as a writer. That's a chore best left to agents, editors, reviewers and Lush commenters.

Another thanks to our Skald-unit for the croissant. Yes, I'm also taking a couple of Carl's doughnuts but that's for later ingestion, honest. Now where are the brownies?

So who needs a drink?

Our island princess has popped back filled with good cheer, cookies, and info on her RL. Hurry back, Ms Rouge, you hear me young lady?

This morning, I officially joined the 'Two-Shot Vaccine Club'. Hugs in lieu of such catcalls as: 'about damn time' and 'who gives a flying fuck'' and other such pithy comments are encouraged. ;)

So who wants to join me in a drink to celebrate? Go ahead and order the good stuff. James and Carl are buying.

Greetings and many expressions of affable affability to all.

Instead of the usual pearls of unusual wisdom I routinely toss in front of the bar's porcine possie, let me just say, AMEN, to the thoughts expressed by our favorite Skald in her comments to Emma.

And now, I'll grab a mug full of Big Bertha's blessed brew and join Coma and Tose to discuss metaphysics and baseball's infield fly rule. Anybody wanna drink? If so, pester Michelle.

;)
Emma, you are one tough but kind woman. It's sad but true that single-digit IQ jerks are always among us.

Here's your coffee. Come on out back and join Kimmi and me as we wait for Tawny to take her morning skinny dip.

Which reminds me -- Tawny (the Trailer Trash Tramp) is something of a 'Jill of all trades' at Rumplations. She has a cot tucked away in the stock room because she wants one. I've always envisioned her as a dirty blonde (what else?) with an appealing,almost athletic figure. Feel free to add, subtract or otherwise modify any of that BS.

Kimmi, you ready for a refill?

Anybody else need a drink?

Greetings and a big Moanday mourning cry of, 'Evo!, he says, trying with great futilety to set a high tone in this dump.

A blessing to Tonya, Curvy and Carl for cranking things up today. And speaking of cranks, how's it going, James. If you bump into Michelle today, so to speak, tell her all the gang here on 42nd Street are hoping she'll soon be here. (Where oh, where is James Cagney now that we need him?) ;)

Think I'll take a mug full of Big Bertha's ambrosia and a few doughnuts and brownies out to the beer garden/back porch and wait for Tawny, our bar maid, serving wench, and recreation therapist to take her morning skinny dip in the converted dumpster that serves as our hot tub.
It's not a private showing so y'all feel free to join.

Now before I go 'out back' whadda ya wanna drink?

Greetings, Curvy and a multitude of thanks for the setup, especially the brownies.

No doubt there are some profound pearls of wisdom that should be tossed out, but heck if I know what they are.



After a mug of the brew you and Big Bertha have combined to produce, maybe one or two brain cells might start functioning. Me, I doubt it, but it would make for a nice change of pace.

Has anyone checked on Kimmi and her well beaten booty? I'd volunteer for the job but she might object to my fumbling fingers . ;)

Now before I slide over to the corner table to join Coma and Tose in morning meditations, I've just one question to ask. Anybody need something to drink?

Evening and all that jazz. Just for the record, the high today out here in the desert was a sunny and windy 78f. Feel free to hurl vile abuse and such my way.;)

Me, I've just had another idea. Sometimes, like, for instance, daytime and nighttime, I'm prone to forgetting the micro fiction category. Might help me and my fellow scatterbrains if it was tucked up along with the other non-story categories such as E-Books. For the OCD types among us, other non-story categories such as: Flash and Novels might join in the fun. :. Just a thought.

BTW, someone (anon) with mighty admin powers got my Lush screens lushy once again. My thanks x 1000.

Time to stop jawing and start digesting. Anybody want a drink?

Okay, let me tell ya, it's like this:

I've just read what may be the absolutely hottest, most erotic, and best written spanking scene to ever appear on Lush, imo, of course.

Jaymal has just posted the third in his three-part series, Twenty-one. All the sections are must reads, but in homage to Kimmi's birthday booty bashing today, consider going to part three first.

The story is on or near the top of the main page list but I'll get back eventually with a link.


https://www.lushstories.com/stories/mature/-twentyone-part-3-of-3-.aspx

IMO, this is a must read for anyone trying to improve as a writer and/or just into spanking stories. Would be interested in what the rest of this motley crew thinks about this scene.

Now, I'm gonna have a Bloody Mary. Anybody else want a drink or two?

Greeting to all bangers and to, Kimmi, our honored, bangee. The management and staff of Rumplations decided the perfect birthday present for Kimmi would be an artifact designed to makes buttocks go splat.

What now rest upon the bar, is the official Pledge Paddle once wielded by the renowned, Fanny Bright, the legendary Mistress of Initiations at the one of a kind, I Eta Thigh sorority house. Well, that's what the attached card claims. Enjoy.

A blessing on Tonya for today's setup. Anybody wanna drink or two?

Martin, the dreaded 'blue screen of death' has afflicted many. Glad I am you recovered so quickly.

BTW, in lieu of sending it to Mars for any disposal in the future, there are a few active volcanos back here on Earth which might be available to take care of that problem. Just a suggestion. ;)

Now, who wants a drink to celebrate Martin's big recovery?

Greetings of a TGIF nature to all who make this joint what it is -- whatever it is.

Michelle, you've have done did good, in fact, let me be so bold as to say, real good, this morning. There's talk of doubling your salary. It's a thought -- not a very plausible one, you understand, but at the very least an interesting brain fart. ;)

My personal thanks to you for trying to give the person who tried to help with my Help Forum request. I've been battling with screen readers since becoming a total blink about seven years ago and they still mystify me.
For light dependent lifeforms it can be a tough concept to 'grok'.

Lucky, I join with the others giving you the advice to stay out of the Think Tank. A few weeks ago it cost us Ping. Don't want to lose a good Cubs fans.

Big Bertha is still full of her caffeinated elixir. So me, I'm gonna fill my 'Deep Hole Fluid Injectors' mug with that blessed brew, grab me one of Michelle's Frenchied crescent roles and go sit at the corner table with Coma and Tose as they seek to decipher the pre-season baseball schedule.Anybody else need a drink?

Some time ago, I was switched to the olde classical 'skin' which due to my being blind and forced to use a screen reader, seemed to be a good move. that skin appears to have been replaced by the newer one. Now getting a list of stories posted by any Lush writer, including me, is a challenge I've failed to meet. Also, the dreaded the 'text-only field ends here unless you click correctly or something sort of like that. Best I recall, the same holds true for Stories Space.

Any help would be much appreciated.

Rumpled old Bill ' , t'only area.
Bless you for the blessed brew, young witch. Jeff's story is a definite keeper. By my lack of anything else to do as a malfunctioning mod over there, I gave it a five and a RR. Gill had already sanctified the story by the time I showed up.

The following public service announcement is aimed at both newbies and forgetful, oldies.

Stories Space, is owned by Nic (Lush) and company. When it began to falter as a self-supporting 'family' story site, she was going to pull the plug but a group of writers volunteered to assume responsibility of handling day-to-day operations if Nic would let it hang around. Nic agreed.

So today's site is subsidized by Nic and run by unpaid volunteers and serves as a home for non-Lush poems stories such as the one Verbal just posted.

Almost finished with this PSA. Check it out when you can, and consider joining if writing non-Lush worthy stories has any appeal for you. Oh yeah, if you do come by, stop in at 'Inspirations' the non-Rmplations coffee shop founded by our Seeker (Scott) who goes by the handle, Mandela over there.

That's all folks. Now who needs a drink?

Greetings and welcome to this unauthorized pimp.

Verbal (aka Jeff) has just posted a story over on the old Sacre Bleu site, Stories Space. Me, I ain't read it or a single post here, at least not today, and haven't even had a first mug of Big Bertha's beatific brew, but this news just couldn't wait.

https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/supernatural/-grandmas-house-.aspx

Now go check it out and by the time you get back, well, you'll be glad you made the trip. ;)

Me, I wanna mug of Big Bertha's ambrosia. Anybody else need a drink?