Chat - Write - Another "Whatever" Thread

She watched in dread as the clouds parted and the full moon shown bright in the sky. She knew that the enchantments in the chains were really strong that held her from changing. She yearned to become the wolf, but this was the 5th month in a row she was held prisoner and she knew she would not change. As the wolf she was unpredictable, and they needed the answers that she had yet to reveal in human form.


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Spiros had finally finished work for the day, although calling it 'work' was a bit of a joke.
With the economy up the shit his Uncle Niko's printing business was struggling.
Instead Old Niko had him told him to do all the odd jobs that never seemed to get done.

"Clean up, oil the older typesetting machines, sort out the paperwork. And I want it done proper-like, Spiros, OK?"

And with that, Niko had taken himself off to Mykonos to enjoy the sun, leaving his nephew in charge of the place.

'Fuck this', thought Spiros. He'd had enough for today.
Three o'clock? Yeah, good enough.
He closed the door behind him and turned the key in the lock as he heard a throaty chuckle behind him.

Mina straddled the seat of his scooter, the position pushing her skirt just a bit further up her thighs and emphasizing her glorious bronzed legs.

"Hello, handsome."
 

Part of the magic of Celia's tent was that you were always confused; certain that your eyes were deceiving you.
The line between reality and illusion was thoroughly blurred.
Periodically Celia would entertain herself by observing the audience's reaction as she quickly changed through a sequence of costumes.

One second glimpses each.

And they were never sure - could never quite remember - what they saw.

Only that they enjoyed the show.

Very, very much.
 
Some very enjoyable additions. :)

I have feared the naked shopping thing, but yet, I've yet to have a reason to. lol
 

He looked at his two precious ones and smiled, his hand tightly holding the leashes - one chain, one leather. It had been a week since they were tasked and he felt that was long enough for them to form an opinion.

"So, what do you two think of '50 Shades'? Does it respectfully and accurately portray The Lifestyle?"
 
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The summer had been unbearably hot. Her husband had been gone for most of it. His job on the offshore oil rig kept him away for months at a time. She was hot and she needed relief in more ways than one. The heat was bringing the worst out in most people that summer, but for Tracy, it just made her hornier.

Randy was in his backyard. He was shirtless and working on his car. It was so hot that if he wasn’t careful, the metal could brand him. He thought he could hear his neighbor watering her flowers next door. The thought of the cool water made him feel a little better as the sweat ran down his back. But just then he got that feeling, a feeling like someone was watching him. He glanced up from under the hood of his car and saw a sight that he would not soon forget.
 
You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

If I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
Close to me



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You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

If I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
Close to me



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wonderful photo...

one of my fav. DMB songs too! :D
 
Ah, summer!

The time to get out in the garden and enjoy balmy days and bright sunshine.
This year though we decided the weather was just too hot.
An outdoor spa was just the ticket for cooling down when the mercury drifted over 100.

So the grass is getting a bit long; it needs a mow.
The garden's going viral; it needs a prune.
I really should think about getting the veg beds ready for fall planting.

But, geez, I just don't seem to wanna leave the spa. :rolleyes:

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A shameless little plug for a first collaboration between PlayfulLittle1 and Jett_73 writing as PlayJett.

http://www.literotica.com/s/sara-ndipity

We had a bit of fun with this in a genre we don't normally 'play' in.

Have a read and let us know what you think. We hope you like it :)
 
She lay alone in her bed. The sheets wet with her perspiration, her skin glowing from her exertions. She lay with her eyes closed, her hands still in the same place he told her to place them. She didn't want to open her eyes and loose the bliss his words brought to her. She didn't want to face the thought that even though he brings her such ecstasy, she would never, ever touch him. In an online relationship one mile may as well be a thousand miles. She knew the rules, she made them herself. But in these moments, these orgasmic moments, the rules don't apply. She needed him, craved him, wanted him again and again. Her chest ached as she held back a cry that was in agony, not ecstasy. Her mind replayed all that images his words invoked, the things he wrote he would do to her. With a deep sigh she looked up at the ceiling and cleared her eyes of naked, writhing bodies. Wiping away a tear she gets out of bed and moves on shaky legs into the bathroom to get on with reality.

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