Two out of three ain't bad - Meatloaf

Once I've finished off editing a story, I'll be focusing on two larger projects.
Both are series. One of them is a fantasy story, with all the weirdness you would expect within that genre, that I'm really excited to write. So far it's looking to be around six or so parts, but it might grow beyond that.
Alongside that will be another new series, based on an university art student lusting after her teacher and the highly unprofessional (and hopefully steamy) relationship the two develop. At the moment that one is a more open ended series and I suspect it might keep me busy for quite a while.
Other than those two series, I'm sure there will be a bunch of short, pervy stories that'll I do in between the various parts. Hopefully you'll find something you like. ![]()
Like others have said before, names generally have stereotypes associated to them. Whether that is relating to someone's age (when was the last time you spoke to a 18 year old Milred?) or ethnic/nationality. For example Themba will be extremely common in some parts of Africa, but a ginger Scot - who's never seen the sun in his life - will likely have a different name. Ignoring those sort of stereotypes can create an unnecessary barrier for the reader and break the immersion leading them to putting the story down.
Something that can be interesting is using a name which has a meaning behind it as an easter egg for those who either look into it or simply know. For example Faye means loyality and might be a nice name for a submissive character within a BDSM story.
But as long as the name seems to fit the character and 'sounds nice' to read, I generally don't fuss too much about it.
Roses are red
The cock which I like
Is Coq au Vin; preferably off the belly
Of another sexy dike
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But thanks for reminding me
That I had another tale
Of Heidi humping a tree
and giving off a big ol' wail
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At the next girl-pile meeting
We will decide thy fate
Perhaps Lynn will tie you up
For Rob on a plate?
Roses are red
On the hill, I'll tell.
A dark tale to remember;
The mystery to dispel.
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For the villagers do speak
In hushed tones of fear
About those hunting sounds
That at night rings clear.
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Some say it's a banshee.
Fools say it's imagination.
But I'll reveal the truth,
And end false accusations.
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For with my own eyes I saw
Where those noises do spawn
Upon the hill lies a cave,
And within a scene was drawn.
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But before I reveal
A question I ask of thee
When did we last read,
A poem from Dasiy or Dee?
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This question perplexed me.
Were they simply busy,
Or doing something else
That left them both a lil' bit dizzy?
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For what I witnessed in that cave
Were two sirens of beauty
Arguing whose turn it was
To have a cane across the booty
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For hours and hours
They spanked and they bit.
Ravaging each other
And suckling the tit.
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From within the cave did roar
Enviable orgasms, not a few
No wonder they haven't written;
They are too busy having a screw.
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Love you both, but get your butts writing
xoxo
Roses are red
The time has finally come
For Rob to join the Pile
Receiving pleasure 'til he's all numb
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We will put him to the test
To see if he can make us moan
Wishing we were Lesbians no more
Perhaps we'll grant him a throne
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While we tease out his secrets
With delicate hands on his jewels
And tongues lapping his bone
Oh wait; I forgot, this is simply an April Fools.
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Couldn't resist
A horny woman I know went out for a pantyless stroll
Had a short dress and bum wiggle like two fish in a bowl
And she would get so aroused as she showed it off
She would hide her climax behind a cough
And walk away as her juices trickle down to her soles
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Within a golden field as the dawn sun rises
Quote by lynnwitt
How IS it pronounced? I only know the Sheriff .... from Men in Tights
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A randy man tried his photo scam
With a sweetie from Nottingham
Whose innocence is a lie
Count the hash marks on her thigh
We don't speak of the sherrif, he stole all our money... Oh, and every county ending with 'ham' is pronouced 'hum', because we like to confuse the French