I've recently discovered a love of more than just reading steamy stories, they're also a lot of fun to write! I love stories that are fast-paced, intense and torrid... the kind that leave you breathless. This site looks like the perfect place to explore, and read stories written by like minds...
I've gotten embarrassingly wet just from reading an email...
Hmm... I dunno, if he has the skills, I'll come like a freight train with just oral sex... though I will admit to not being COMPLETELY satisified without a little Part A into Slot B... or a lot, as the case may be...
As much as it drives me crazy sometimes, work forces me to stay fit - running, circuit training and these days, LOTS of kettle bells!
I can't deal with any indicators of bad hygiene (skid marks, same tooth brush for more than 3 months, no sign of dental floss etc.). AND DON'T USE MY TOOTHBRUSH!!! Why do people think this is ok?!?!?! Don't put your mouth on my mouthwash. Don't use my razors. And don't use my deodorant. I also need a guy that showers at least once a day. I don't mind peeing while I'm in the shower, but don't take a dump. A guy did that to me once and I told his mom and then deleted both their numbers from my phone. The heat and steam from the shower combined with the stench is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. I also don't mind farting. It happens, and I'd probably get a good laugh out of it (I'm so mature). Also, if I catch you picking your nose without a tissue nearby, I'm probably gonna wonder for the rest of the day and most of the week where the fuck those boogers went. Don't use my earbuds. Clean up after yourself. I'm somewhat of a neat freak, but I don't expect everyone to be the same. That being said, don't be a complete slob. DO NOT toss your undies in the washing machine with mine. It freaks me out. If your day starts before mine, be considerate and don't wake me up while you get ready, unless you're waking me up to make sex. I like waking up to sex. And French toast. So if it's not sex or French toast, don't fucking wake me up. Don't erase my shows off the DVR, even if I've watched them already. Don't read my mail, as I won't read yours. I think that about sums it up. Oh...if you for some reason have the desire to use my makeup, don't touch my eyeliner or my mascara. That shit touches my eye fluids, and yours as well. Gross. LMFAO!!! I love it! It seems to me that it's always the little things that combine to ruin a relationship. I've been married for almost 13 years, and while I know I have plotted manslaughter many times, I'm POSITIVE my husband has plotted woman-slaughter even more! But communication is definitely key, and even more important than that, is compromise.
Shaved for him, waxed for me. He just started shaving for me recently and I LOVE it... could stay down there forever...!
To add to the plethora of replies, I can relate to the frustration! I have 2 chapters of a story on Lush, both of which seemed to write themselves, they came so easily to me. When I wanted to escalate the story with a third chapter... it was like my brain chickened out. I know what I want to write, but haven't the foggiest how to write it. I won't abandon it... but I haven't attempted it in months, after hitting the writer's block.I'm thinking of attempting something in a completely new direction, which will hopefully give me some fresh perspective to finish off the story of two characters who have come to mean a lot to me.Good luck with your writing, too!
In writing, I hate the careless use of their/there/they're, to/too/two, your/you're, and the like. I also tend to get extremely annoyed when an author ends a sentence with a preposition, especially in a third person narrative. I've read many stories where the language is used in the manner in which the person is speaking, which I love, because you can actually hear the voice in your head as you read. When reading some of Lush's amazing authors from the UK, for example, they have an amazing ability to portray a lovely Scottish brogue. That means you, Clum!!! But in a third person narrative, I like the language to be clean, with proper grammar and spelling, so there is no distraction from the story.
Person of Interest, and my guilty pleasure, the Big Bang Theory.
My initials are T.L.
An end to writer's block.
Author’s Note : This story takes place following “That Questioning Look” and is meant to be read in sequence. Any comments would be welcome and very much appreciated. Special thanks to RTNorth, author… and editor… extraordinaire… though he doesn’t call himself one! You rock, brother. That Questioning Look – Chapter 2 I’m back on the road again, ostensibly for work, but my mind is...
Added 20 May 2012 | Category Straight Sex
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That Questioning Look I pull in to the parking lot of the hotel, in town again for a conference. The place is familiar, well-known to me and comforting. My life has been so prosaic – I’ve been in a rut that feels as deep as a canyon. I feel as if I could die from ennui. I’m resigned to attending the conference, but can’t help feel a slight breeze of optimism; with this welcome break...
Added 17 May 2012 | Category Straight Sex
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