A youthful just fiftyish, avid reader and writer with an abiding and persistent interest in the fun and dynamics of lust and all (or most) things erotic.
Greetings. First an announcement. The final chapter to TouchofGray's outstanding series, 'Long, Hot Summer' has just been posted. I seldom campaign for RR's, and I'm not going to do so now. ...but I am going to campaign for this last chapter to be given serious consideration for an, EP. Yep, I think it's that good. Here's the link...maybe. Reading the other chapters first would be best, of course, but this one can stand alone. So check it out then you can come back and thank me for this 'heads-up'.https://
xxxJen, many thanks for the opening, so to speak. Glad to have such an honest, upstanding group. What do you know? It only took three tries to get that damn link working. Me, I need a drink. Anybody want to join me?<img src="/forum/images/emoticons/glasses10.gif" alt="glasses8"> Wow, that's quite an endorsement! I can't tell you how much I appreciate it. I'm inclined to ask for a little something extra in my coffee just to celebrate!Seriously, thanks for being such a generous advocate. I'm flattered, and much, much obliged.
MP, you are one brave soul. To salute that courage, what about a double-BBB? Do ya want some coffee for a chaser?Lillly, here's a double-handful of poppers and a tall, Ms Temple. BTW, there's a series titled 'Long, Hot Summer' by TouchofGray which I can recommend. I believe the latest chapter is on the main page. I'm hoping someone else will read his stuff and let me know what they think. So who wants a drink?<img src="/forum/images/emoticons/glasses10.gif" alt="glasses8"> Barkeep, I just want to thank you most sincerely for your very kind endorsement. Both you and Ms. Black have been unstintingly generous in your praise, and I appreciate it mightily.Also, more thanks for the invitation to your little establishment here. Make mine a very, very dry Absolut martini, up, with a twist, and teeth-zingingly cold.
1) The one you wish more people had seen. I don’t think I’ve written that one yet. And it seems to frequently happen that what the writer has the greatest affection for, the reader seems cold to it. Of the smattering of things I’ve published here, Wren in Love comes closest to being a favorite of mine, and it was only lightly read. B & E is a close second to Wren in Love, and of course it had the least readership of all. See No. 9 below. 2) Character that you've written that you'd most like to spend a night with Wren Vane, from Wren in Love, but mostly because she and I are more similar in tone and tint of mind, and I would enjoy her company outside of the bedroom. 3) Most interesting female character. The female correspondent, A Muse Amused, in Post-Modern Love, Part 1. She may be slightly bitter and lonely, but she’s sharp and acerbic and almost bending toward the philosophical in her erotic pain. There is a part 2, but I haven’t been able to bring myself to submit it yet. 4) Most interesting male character. Bobby and Eric in B & E. When I finished that story, I could imagine writing about one or the both again. It’s not that they’re all that interesting in that story, but I see potential for them. Also, they seem like the only male characters in my posted stories that aren’t flat out dimwits or douchebags. 5) Story whose success surprised you. Haven’t been so lucky to see anything I would remotely call successful. 6) A story you were nervous about posting. All of them. 7) your raunchiest story. I don’t know, they all seem pretty tame considering what’s out there in the wide world. Helping Jan is a story that strikes me as extremely unpleasant in its coldness, a reverse chronology of turning a married but fairly inexperienced woman into a cum slut of sorts. There’s an underlying nastiness to it, and I’m not sure why I wrote it. 8) your sappiest story I don’t think I’ve done anything I would characterize as sappy yet. 9) the one you're proudest of. Definitely B & E. I’d just plowed through a half dozen or more Elmore Leonard novels. That voice and those cadences and that style was filling my head, and I had to do something with it, had to do something with that buzz it gave me. So I tried to write an Elmore Leonard story but with, you know, fucking. It was fun, intercutting all the scenes, trying to keep it snapping along, putting up all the pieces out and then fitting them all together. Of course, it got the fewest views of anything, and no scores or comments. 10) a story you want to mention just because See #9 above. Since we’re self-promoting.
Here between the great false dawn of the reflected city From our kitchen window—Friday night— And the weedy dark of weekend’s oasis; Here, our cool-cocktailed nights, between The small truss of parenthetical sleep Slept, naps napped, love made; Here, within the grotto, the inlet, the sheltered rock ledge Of an unanswered phone or your penciled list; Here against swimming bits of television...
Added 17 Apr 2017 | Category Love Poems
O, love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me. --Walt Whitman, The Sleepers Wednesday was the last day of my little lawn service business. It was like so many other days in that summer of 1979, hot and close, the air an atomized poison of car exhaust and dew steaming off roof shingles. I was nervous about seeing Eleanor Kaminski one more time, afraid it was going to be awkward....
Added 14 Apr 2017 | Category Love Stories
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I parked the car at the curb, several houses down from Eleanor Kaminski’s, and sat there for a few minutes before getting out and heading slowly down the sidewalk. I didn’t especially feel like being there, but at the same time, I didn’t feel right about standing her up when I told her that I would come back. There were lights in several of her windows but the front porch light was off, and...
Added 10 Apr 2017 | Category Masturbation
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I punched in for my shift feeling a little seedy and worse for wear. For one thing, I could have used a shower. I washed up a bit in Eleanor Kaminski’s bathroom, but it wasn’t enough to completely purge the funk of our exertions on her floor. I kept catching stray whiffs of Mrs. Kaminski’s talcum-powder-suntan-lotion-herbal-shampoo-spray-deodorant-cigarette-smoke bouquet—a strange,...
Added 06 Apr 2017 | Category Oral Sex
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The next morning, the day of the wedding I wasn’t going to attend, Eleanor Kaminski was waiting for me at her back door at 9 a.m. She was wearing a man’s white broadcloth shirt, a little frayed at the collar, and nothing else, Like some model in a Swedish pipe tobacco commercial. She unbuttoned it as she led me through her kitchen, and when we reached the hallway she stopped and turned,...
Added 02 Apr 2017 | Category Straight Sex
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Eleanor Kaminski lay completely naked atop her bed, starfish-like. Her head was thrown back, stuck between a couple pillows and jammed against the oak headboard—some cheap, ugly French Provincial thing they probably got at Sheely’s after a long layaway. Her throat glistened. She kept saying “Oh my God... Oh my God.” The room—at my particular coordinates, anyway—smelled like cunt and...
Added 27 Mar 2017 | Category Straight Sex
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The quotidian fuckfest that was the Suzie Bowen Experience continued apace. Unfortunately, the time we spent together that didn’t involve sex seemed more pointless than ever. Not that there was a lot of it. Her affinity for orgasms at someone’s hand other than her own was probably equal to mine Often we had to limit ourselves to quick blowjobs, handjobs, and finger fucks. One night, while...
Added 22 Mar 2017 | Category Straight Sex
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My other employers booked no daytime hours for me on Wednesdays so I could service my yardwork clientele. I mowed five different lawns all within a few blocks of each other. I started around nine in the morning, and it usually took me about six hours or so. The Kaminski’s yard was the last one the list; it’s promise as well as the extra adrenalin it incited helped me push through the tedium...
Added 17 Mar 2017 | Category Straight Sex
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Even though we waited online at the snack bar for ten minutes, it turned out neither one of us was hungry. I bought a large soda for us to share. As soon as we got back to the car, Suzie Bowen put the soda on the floor, got up on her knees on the bench seat, and stripped off her polo shirt again. She leaned forward and kissed me, then went once more for the button on my jeans. “Can you...
Added 13 Mar 2017 | Category Straight Sex
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Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over her broad ass and large, sturdy thighs, the great tufts of pubic hair sprouting out either side of the crotch of her underpants left...
Added 08 Mar 2017 | Category Oral Sex
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