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Accepting you have a problem is the first step to recovery :P

roses are red
I tried to keep quiet.
And not reveal your secret
For I didn't want to cause a riot.

But Rob, you've left me no choice.
So I must tell all what ye have done.
There's a reason why innocent ol' me
Must panties this winter shun

For you've crept into my drawers.
In the dead of the night
And stolen my frilly delicates
In my suffering you do delight.

Now, I say not this to kink-shame 
For whether you desire to sniff or wear them
We shall not judge or cast ye out.
But perhaps those who see this may yet condemn

No one need fret the authenticity,
Or demand that I show them proof.
For all I said is under oath,
And my story is waterproof.

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He also keeps being mean in pms, so I think everyone should gang up on him - not in the way that he probably enjoy though. 😇

Roses are red
Upon that old field
Where we once walked
Our love first revealed

In distant years to come
When we dare look back
Through the corridor of time
Would our love begin to crack?

Did I perhaps fail to say
As I have been known to do
The unfathomable truth
For fear, I might lose you

Now at journey's end
I'm troubled with shame.
And upon the sapphire above
I'll take my rightful blame.

But if I am granted
Just one merciful day
I'll be sure to say it all
and never more downplay

For nothing in this world
whether riches, glory or fame
Mean a single damn thing
If blessed love has no claim.

Not sure if all problems are resolved or if it's only for a few, but beyond a little stutter when initially opening chat, things seem to be running as they usually do again. Hopefully, it's sorted for others as well too. Thanks.

Roses are red
A shameful plug I leave
Of Christmas stories of sin
That you may lust receive

For two are special guests therein
In story but also my heart
So Heidi and Dee, you sexy two
Let our celebrations start

And come the new year
We'll make memories afresh
With friends old and new
Then join the girl pile of sexy flesh

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So I entered my first writing contest here (well, first anywhere really). I hope you get a chance to read it. x
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/flash-erotica/silent-night-unholy-night

I noticed last night, that the rooms are updating more frequently. Not like it used to, but much better than has been recently. However, the other issues still remain, such as not being able to post anything etc.
Anyway, I know it's a crappy time of the year to be sorting stuff like this out so thanks a bunch and merry Christmas.

November Rain - Guns and Roses

Gift - a paddle

So, we could try and find a way off this deserted island. Or, we could go into that cave over there and see how long it takes for our moans to stop echoing.

The intrusive thoughts always win, when I'm disturbed in the morning.

Not yet... On a completely unrelated thought, you still coming around for Christmas party?
Have you ever called out your friend's name during sex rather than your partner's?

As passed the expiration date, yeah all the time but never if it's actually gone off
What is your favourite book you read?

Short

Winter or Summer?

Well, we've already done it everywhere else in the house. So it seemed like the next best place.

Keep

Natalie Andrea Thompson is our nymphomaniac.

I'm over here dummy and I bet you I can

'Hope you don't mind but I invited an old friend'

Winter is the perfect time to snuggle in bed.

She refused to share her collection of handcuffs... Who needs that many anyway???

I brought a PowerPoint presentation

Spread across the table to be devoured.

Your fingernails claw across my butt as I moan for sweet relief.

Introduce the title of your story: The Dragon, The Bunny and The Biker Chick

Genre/Category: Lesbian (with light BDSM undertones)

Provide the link: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/lesbian/the-dragon-the-bunny-and-the-biker-chick

1. What first inspired you to write this particular story?

Following a late-night gossip session with a close friend about... a certain person, all good things I assure you, the discussion turned to the idea of how fun motorbikes could be. And, well my thoughts wandered a little bit during the night and eventually, this story came into being along with some very rosy cheeks as I wrote it.

2. How did you come up with these characters?

I plead the fifth. See above.

As implied this story is essential a fantasy regarding the idea of a friend of a friend. However, I'm not sure if the character in the story would resemble the person who inspired it. It would be more accurate to say that the character is based on the idea of the person rather than the actual person.

3. How does it differ from some of your other stories?

It contains a lot less BDSM themes, though it is still in the story a little bit. I would say that what is found within the story is more kinky sex rather than an actual BDSM relationship. I also made the decision to not name characters and instead simply refer to the other person as 'the biker chick', in the hopes that the reader can fantasize about whoever they wish.

4. What was the most challenging thing about writing this piece?

Honestly, it was difficult to stop writing it, or rather to stop editing it. I had a lot of fun trying to find different ways to describe things or changing one line for another. I lost track of how many times I sat back and told myself it was finished. Only to find myself returning to it and changing it some more.

While I often enjoy the editing process – parts of it at least – this was the first time I can truly say that I loved it and that I looked forward to returning to have another attempt to get it just right. If I were to read the story again, I'd probably find a bunch that I want to change still.

5. Anything else you want to tell us about it?

Simply that I hope you enjoy the story. There are so many great stories on this site (have a look through some of the posts on this thread), so if any of mine bring you some joy then I'll be happy. Feel free to share it with friends if you enjoy it and I hope that you keep an eye out for future stories if you like my style of writing.

Have a good Christmas, everyone.

Roses are red
Like my ass so sore
Mistakes were made
And cane didst soar

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As welts now grow
Waiting at thy feet
Silent and reverent
Hoping for a treat

The orgasmic cascade flooded her mouth.

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Along her red ass my nails clawed.

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Fingers within; before all to see.

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"My tongue, fingers or vibe. You're choice."

Roses are red
My hand around the bag
Squeezing lightly at first
While it leaks onto a rag
--
My hands move quickly
Up and down each time
Squeezing even harder
As fingers coat in slime
--
I fear that all across my top
A mess there soon might be
But I must quickly finish my task
For I so want to see your glee
--
Now all of you sexy bunch here
Get your heads out of the gutter
I'm speaking of piping meringues.
And not that which goes splutter
😇

Moaning, beneath the pile of delicious curves.

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Ecstasy was found on her pen tip.

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Ms. Claus gave me her paddle.

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"Don't mind the buzzing coming from below."

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The mistletoe hung above my clit.

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So Sarah and Heidi

Ephemeral Lyn

Lurking Paige

Let us begin!

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*Rips out the entire month from my diary*... Yep, it looks like I'm free. 😋

Roses are red
Snow begins to fall
I slipped on my arse
Heading to the store

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My clothes are all wet
Freezing me to the core
So I rushed on home
Casting fabric to floor

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Snuggled beneath my sheets
Seeking a way to get warm
Thoughts of the girl pile
Soon awoke a lustful storm

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Fingers beneath my pillow
Ah, there it still is
My best friend, Ms. Dildo
With her, I am a whiz

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Now if only I had
A dildo for each of you too
Who am I kidding? Of course I do
So, who's got the sweetest girl-goo?