Chat - Write - Another "Whatever" Thread

I am often the same way. I can't believe I write some of the stuff I write. :eek:


Silly us, embarrassed by our thoughts...on an erotica site! Lol!


The date went so well. She knew she wanted to sleep with him. Not only sleep, but fuck him hard many times. She dreamed of this moment so many times today. When he called to confirm the date, when she got dressed, and mostly all through dinner. He knew that she wanted him. If the fact that she almost swallowed her tongue when he took of his shirt didn't clue him in, her stuttering like a school girl must have. She was never so happy to feel the wall behind her as he moved in closer. She didn't want to close her eyes and miss his face coming to her, but she did and her heart beat doubled as his mouth captured hers.


Wow...hot!!!




Wow, Angel. I should have stayed on a bit longer last night.

Shopping will never be the same again! Now every time I see a woman with a phone, I'm going to think of that story ... :eek::D


Thank you, gentlemen!! Glad I could plant that in your mind Jett;)


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They held each other for a long time, each one lost in the dream of the small life that had been confirmed by their doctor just hours before. She pressed her palms against her stomach and closed her eyes, while leaning into her wife's chest. The weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders, and yet as Megan's hands wrapped around her and lay on top of her hands, Joy knew that together they would be the best parents a child could ask for.



Very nice...at first I thought it was typo...then I caught on. Made me think of my niece and her girlfriend..they were artificially inseminated and have a beautiful little girl.:)
 
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He held her close as she buried her face into the crook of his neck and shoulders. He said nothing, just kept her pressed tight against him. There was no rush; the experience that had left her broken and battered had reared its ugly head and she had caved to the memory. The pain he felt for her was nothing compared to the pain she felt within herself at disappointing him yet again. Little did she know that he did not feel disappointed. In fact, he felt honored that she had shared such a dark part of her past with him and trusted him enough to know that he would not force her as she had been forced in the past. He was patient and he would work a lifetime to repair the scars.
 
Oh loved that moment.
Thank-you. :)

Teared up a little... :heart::heart::heart:
:kiss: :heart:

Silly us, embarrassed by our thoughts...on an erotica site! Lol!

Wow...hot!!!

Thank you, gentlemen!! Glad I could plant that in your mind Jett;)

Very nice...at first I thought it was typo...then I caught on. Made me think of my niece and her girlfriend..they were artificially inseminated and have a beautiful little girl.:)

Thanks. I just thought it was a beautiful picture and that's what instantly came to mind. :) I love - love. :D
 
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He held her close as she buried her face into the crook of his neck and shoulders. He said nothing, just kept her pressed tight against him. There was no rush; the experience that had left her broken and battered had reared its ugly head and she had caved to the memory. The pain he felt for her was nothing compared to the pain she felt within herself at disappointing him yet again. Little did she know that he did not feel disappointed. In fact, he felt honored that she had shared such a dark part of her past with him and trusted him enough to know that he would not force her as she had been forced in the past. He was patient and he would work a lifetime to repair the scars.


Thank you, Red.:heart: That is beautiful, and it really strikes a cord with me...very powerful.
 
As His fingers tangled in her hair and as the pillow cushioned her forehead, Chloe recalled the whispered words He had told her seconds before entering her from behind, "This is how it's going to be." The shiver of excitement had skated down her spine and slithered around to her abdomen. Her muscles had tightened. Her breath had become lodged in her throat, and her sex had instantly became slick with need. Chloe was still learning her place at His feet and as He thrust His cock into her, she wondered if defying Him was truly as horrific as He made it out to be.


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As His fingers tangled in her hair and as the pillow cushioned her forehead, Chloe recalled the whispered words He had told her seconds before entering her from behind, "This is how it's going to be." The shiver of excitement had skated down her spine and slithered around to her abdomen. Her muscles had tightened. Her breath had become lodged in her throat, and her sex had instantly become slick with need. Chloe was still learning her place at His feet and as He thrust His cock into her, she wondered if defying Him was truly as horrific as He made it out to be.


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Ooooo..very sexy! Gave me goosebumps!
 
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They held each other for a long time, each one lost in the dream of the small life that had been confirmed by their doctor just hours before. She pressed her palms against her stomach and closed her eyes, while leaning into her wife's chest. The weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders, and yet as Megan's hands wrapped around her and lay on top of her hands, Joy knew that together they would be the best parents a child could ask for.

That is very cool! I like it!
 
I think that you should write something for us...I happen to KNOW you can write very well!

LOL...
Actually, I have something on page 1 as I recall.
and, I was just pawing through some pic threads, but nothing "caught my fancy" (hmmmm...fancy is apparently now a euphamism ...;) ).
I promise, when I find a pic that I can write about, I'll post again.
I just can't force it...
 
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The early morning walk up the hill from her cabin in the Scottish Highlands was perfect on this last day of her much needed retreat. Although, she chuckled, perhaps her choice to go bra-less and wear shear lacy panties under a sundress was not appropriate for a highlands walk, never-the-less, it made her feel pretty and desirable. She sat for a while, gazing into the pastoral valley with the rustic cabin she had called home for the past five days. She was, to somewhat understate it, horny as hell. Work and family obligations had been overwhelming these past months and her interest in sex and availability to pursue it had been at an all time low. Getting away had highlighted how much she missed it. The last few days especially she had be fantasizing, and masturbating, frequently. And now, she kept imagining a man appearing out of the morning mist behind her. How he would be as overwhelmed by her beauty as she was by his. Her hands began to slide across her body, and surprising herself she quickly discarded the dress, even though there was still a chill in the air. She imagined him taking it off her, his own shirt long since discarded. His strong bare upper arms guiding her naked body to this rock, so perfectly situated. He bent her over the edge, his hands grasping her hips as he takes her from behind.
At the end of her climax, as her heart rate fell and she slid into her dress, she looked around guiltily, both glad, and a little sad, that no one had seen her.
 
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The early morning walk up the hill from her cabin in the Scottish Highlands was perfect on this last day of her much needed retreat. Although, she chuckled, perhaps her choice to go bra-less and wear shear lacy panties under a sundress was not appropriate for a highlands walk, never-the-less, it made her feel pretty and desirable. She sat for a while, gazing into the pastoral valley with the rustic cabin she had called home for the past five days. She was, to somewhat understate it, horny as hell. Work and family obligations had been overwhelming these past months and her interest in sex and availability to pursue it had been at an all time low. Getting away had highlighted how much she missed it. The last few days especially she had be fantasizing, and masturbating, frequently. And now, she kept imagining a man appearing out of the morning mist behind her. How he would be as overwhelmed by her beauty as she was by his. Her hands began to slide across her body, and surprising herself she quickly discarded the dress, even though there was still a chill in the air. She imagined him taking it off her, his own shirt long since discarded. His strong bare upper arms guiding her naked body to this rock, so perfectly situated. He bent her over the edge, his hands grasping her hips as he takes her from behind.
At the end of her climax, as her heart rate fell and she slid into her dress, she looked around guiltily, both glad, and a little sad, that no one had seen her.


Delicious. :)
 
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She waited, as she had been instructed to do, in front of the large mirror that had been taken off the wall and placed on the floor of the hotel room. She had time to admire her looks and felt that he would approve of the outfit she had chosen. While she knelt she had the time to anticipate the afternoon of debauchery they would be soon sharing and could feel her excitement growing. The air conditioning was a bit lower that she would have liked and she felt a shiver. Was it the temperature or was it her thoughts that caused it? The shower turned off and she watched and waited for the bathroom door to open. She didn’t need to turn to be able to see him when he emerged wrapped in a towel. They never broke eye contact and not a word was spoken as he approached her from behind and dropped the towel.
 
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She waited, as she had been instructed to do, in front of the large mirror that had been taken off the wall and placed on the floor of the hotel room. She had time to admire her looks and felt that he would approve of the outfit she had chosen. While she knelt she had the time to anticipate the afternoon of debauchery they would be soon sharing and could feel her excitement growing. The air conditioning was a bit lower that she would have liked and she felt a shiver. Was it the temperature or was it her thoughts that caused it? The shower turned off and she watched and waited for the bathroom door to open. She didn’t need to turn to be able to see him when he emerged wrapped in a towel. They never broke eye contact and not a word was spoken as he approached her from behind and dropped the towel.

Very very nice. :devil: Thank-you for your contribution.
 
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He held her close as she buried her face into the crook of his neck and shoulders. He said nothing, just kept her pressed tight against him. There was no rush; the experience that had left her broken and battered had reared its ugly head and she had caved to the memory. The pain he felt for her was nothing compared to the pain she felt within herself at disappointing him yet again. Little did she know that he did not feel disappointed. In fact, he felt honored that she had shared such a dark part of her past with him and trusted him enough to know that he would not force her as she had been forced in the past. He was patient and he would work a lifetime to repair the scars.

touched my :heart: brings up a memory...

All of you are wonderful writers that present such beautiful, realistic visuals. Thank you all for sharing! :rose:
 
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She lay on the bed with her legs spread wide, perspiration beaded on her forehead and chest. The air in the room was thick with her scent and the soft desperate moaning noises she made. He watched from the floor as her ring, middle and index fingers strained to get deeper into herself and the palm of her hand pressed harder on her mons. Her free hand worked on her own left nipple as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. “Oh Fuck” she moaned as her body finally gave up the release she needed. He took his eyes off her for a moment and looked down to watch as his own release sprayed his torso.

They rested for a moment and smiled tired bittersweet smiles at each other, each knowing they would be leaving that room soon. They would have to be returning to their respective homes soon, only temporarily satisfied, but having convinced themselves that they had remained faithful to their spouses.
 
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"Really? Another one," she thought as she took a deep breath and eyed the young teenager who had come to her seeking words of the future. He didn't ask about anything worthy of her attention, just if he would get laid. She sat down and waved her hand over the crystal ball - which was just a lawn ornament she'd purchased in the next town over. As she waved her hands and whispered words with a voice that had often been called hypnotic, she glanced at the young man and gauged his likelihood to been fucked that night. "It's not in your future," she told him, then opened her palm for the cash he was holding in his left hand. "Next..."
 
She'd been with him for years, allowing him to dictate their lives and in the beginning she was okay with it. Eventually though she grew restless and she attempted to make her own path, yet keep him with her, take him along - yet, he was unwilling. She soon began to see the parts of her that he had ignored. Her sense of humor. Her loyalty and charisma. She had become a bauble on his arm and a way to keep him looking good, while he paraded her past his business partners and acquaintances. It seemed that her beauty had become her curse and her wit, brains, and self-confidence were mere fractions of what he was attracted to.

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There was a fear to her that everyone saw, but no one made a move to interfere. She had been raised for this man and though he would not be loyal to her, she would be forced into his arms and into his bed. It was the way of her world and it was one that though she did not agree with, she was too weak to stop. Her fingers rested against the beating pulse at the base of her neck and her thoughts drifted back and forth from the talk her mother had given her, to the talk her close friends had had with her. Would he be gentle? Or would he show the true nature of man and forget that she was supposed to be a jewel among jewels?

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