"Good sex is in the head. The tongue helps a little too." It was the first quote I ever made up.I'm extremely curious and love writing erotic and sometimes downright dirty stories. My imagination seems to be holding up in my advancing years. Some of the stories I write have come from actual experiences. I am continuing to learn about this wonderful world of sex, passion and eroticism.I have learnt a lot from the various authors on here. The most important thing to me are the comments on my stories. They mean so much more when they are heartfelt. The comments I make range from the short to the overly expressive, I try not to leave a negative comment. I will email and chat, but I don't always have the time when I am online.I love Lush, I'm glad I stumbled across it and I'm starting to like the people here. A few more Recommended Reads or an Editor's Pick wouldn't go amiss though!
The story of Melissa fucking in the office has blossomed beyond my wildest dreams. I only require another 12 votes to break the magic 100 marker. Please, please, please, if you haven't already voted, please do. I beg you. If you have voted then please tell your friends to vote for it too. I would love to break that 100 marker. VOTE FOR: Notoriety at the Office This is not a candidate for the European Elections, BREXIT, or American election. This is a vote for Erotica and fun! let's keep them lawyers in business eh! Let's keep Melissa on top form.
Thanks to everyone that has voted and commented on Melissa's Office exploits. I am truly blown away by the response. But if anyone that hasn't voted would like to visit and read this raunchy tale then it can be found below. Thank you one and all.I would love to get another twenty or so votes for my personal best. Please help me achieve that.
i've had a few published under the pen-name of George R.R. Martin <img src="/images/emoticons/eusa_shhh.gif" alt="Shhh"> <img src="/images/emoticons/regaeman.gif" alt="Regaeman Man"> You can't be - I've read your stories and all your characters are still alive.I've published/co-authored two scientific papers - a long time ago now. There was no sex in them. Publishing seems too much like hard work. I'd rather have fun.
May 21st 2019
http://img.wennermedia.com/social/khaleesi-6e1414ca-033b-4f26-bdcf-9988bb4f6932.jpg EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! it starts tonight! i'll be drinking the blood of my enemies please. on the rocks. I simply can't wait for it to start again. There is so much going on in this Epic....just watched the review of all the previous seasons. What will happen when the White Dragon meets the other two. I can't wait.
So much so that I didn't make them exes fast enough. Sexual chemistry is a bitch to kick. That's the trouble with good sexual chemistry. It's a hard habit to kick. I still harbor thoughts of the good sex that I and an Ex once had. They are hard memories to put out of harms way - especially when I'm on this site too.BTW: That avatar is making me squirm here!
I personally like anything Sci-Fi, humour is also a favourite, and stories that portray the woman as being dominant. Knowing what she wants. Funnily enough - the latter features quite a lot in my own writing - I wonder if I'm doing it right though!?
Post Apocalyptic or Space themed stories. I'm currently writing a post-apocalyptic series. Not sure where it fits in these genres though.I'm thinking of publishing it under novels for want of anywhere else, so do keep your eye out for it.
we do have a fantasy/scifi section, you know. <img src="/images/emoticons/happy8.gif" alt="happy8"> I know - you should get yourself down there and read my latest offering. If you're into time travel that is!
Love me, like a river flows through woods, dingles and dales. Carelessly caressing the finest down that dips and dives into the everlasting waterfalls. Let your soft lips lap at the sun-kissed banks and say hello to the brushed and fondled leaves as they pass overhead. Let your river flow over me, tickle me, warm me with its soul or cool me in the breeze. Love me, like a river loves its bed....
Added 24 Apr 2019 | Category Erotic Poems
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Her full body weight pressed down on me, pushing me into the bed. I could hardly breathe, hardly think; my mind awash with all kinds of thoughts. I’m not complaining. Tonight couldn't have turned out any better if I had planned it. She’s not been gentle with me since she pushed me through the front door. She practically forced me up the stairs and stripped me completely in a few frantic tugs...
Added 18 Apr 2019 | Category Lesbian
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My name is Sarah Pendleton, senior science advisor and consultant for TrueTime. I'm special, but everyone over the age of forty thinks they're special, right! I've worked with time for so long now that I'm starting to believe that it's an integral part of me. My mind is different and I can see and move in different dimensions by simply meditating. I know – crazy right! That's why...
Added 13 Apr 2019 | Category Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Breaths of air on granite walls Lifting mist into spherical balls Water cascading from up on high Drops like leaden, tired eyes. Eyelids close and hearts soften Heartbeats slow, then forgotten Smiles that cross a thousand miles Memories fading, sounds of sighs. Banks of moss, soft and fresh Caress and stroke like feathered breath Whisper-light touches and lips of wine Teasing...
Added 10 Apr 2019 | Category Love Poems
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Melissa looked sideways at her husband, Jonathan, before looking into the eyes of Alfred and Matt. The meeting was taking a nosedive and she could sense it. “Would you mind if my husband and I speak privately?” She motioned to the door as she turned sideways to stand. They left the room and carried on a somewhat one-sided conversation outside the office. The situation was reminiscent of...
Added 02 Apr 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
It was a hot day in sunny California. As a family, we had decided to stay at home and enjoy our time together. My new husband, Jonathan (all of six months), often stays away with work during the week and sometimes at weekends. It’s the price you pay for responsibility and being at the top of the career ladder. Jonathan had decided to prepare a wonderful meal for us all which we took by...
Added 30 Mar 2019 | Category Taboo
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Beauty is skin, Smooth and unblemished, Textures that hunger for touch, From fingertips of gold, Pores that breathe, sigh and moan, And creases that reflect, The essence of you. Beauty is shape, The sweep of the curves, From prominent shoulders, To the slimmest waist, and outward, By the flare of the hips, A musical richness and, In likeness of a Cello or Bass. Beauty is colour, Blackest...
Added 26 Mar 2019 | Category Erotic Poems
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He had my attention when he mentioned double bass. It has always been an instrument that I adore. It has that je ne sais quoi about it. He told me that his double bass was the best in the world. It was a Giovani Battista Rogeri of outstanding quality and workmanship, made out of two-hundred-year-old wood that gave it a thicker, deeper and richer tone. The deep tones of his voice and the way...
Added 22 Mar 2019 | Category Seduction
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I stumbled upon it while reading pornography on a sex stories site. It was called Solotouch. A site for masturbators to meet masturbators, comprising mainly of men I hasten to add. But it didn’t stop me looking, and for a straight guy that may seem strange. The one thing I have been known to do is masturbate. I have always done it, and in truth, the thought that I am going to work myself...
Added 19 Mar 2019 | Category Masturbation
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It was a quiet night; the gentle hum of the air conditioning pervaded my senses as I sat in the foyer of the Grand Hotel. Few people passed me by but there was one consolation. There was a woman sitting by the bar. Her long dark hair seemed to flow around her face and shoulders. One side fell elegantly across her breast. Her fingers played with her Gin Martini in a way that was...
Added 14 Mar 2019 | Category Seduction
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