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Hi im looking for writers who are looking for something or someone to write about. im a 33 year old wife, who is very sexual and would love to have a story written about/for me!
 
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the premise being?

... and ampics isn't the best place to look for this.

mind you, it worked ...
 
Hi im Ginger and im looking for writers who are looking for something or someone to write about. im a 31 year old wife, who is very sexual and would love to collaborate on a story with a writer

Nice tits, I'm intrigued... What kind of story are we talking about? Sexual adventures outside of marriage?
 
I don't really have a premise, but maybe just a way of living out some fantasies. I love sex, but would love to do more and maybe this is a way that i can live out some more of the stuff that i don't have the guts to do in real life
 
I don't really have a premise, but maybe just a way of living out some fantasies. I love sex, but would love to do more and maybe this is a way that i can live out some more of the stuff that i don't have the guts to do in real life

pm me. we'll see if we can work something out. there's a link in my sig to stuff i've done on lit. if you think i can do it, get in touch.
 
I don't really have a premise, but maybe just a way of living out some fantasies. I love sex, but would love to do more and maybe this is a way that i can live out some more of the stuff that i don't have the guts to do in real life

Are you wanting actual stories, or are you leaning more towards sexual role plays
with your fantasy specific roles?
 
That's weird, how did you remove the website name that was on the picture when you first posted it?
 
That's weird, how did you remove the website name that was on the picture when you first posted it?

yes i post pics on an amateur website and i posted that one because the file size on my actual pics were all too big, that was the only way i could think of doing it, because i don't know how to resize them.
 
yes i post pics on an amateur website and i posted that one because the file size on my actual pics were all too big, that was the only way i could think of doing it, because i don't know how to resize them.

what kinda story you looking to be in
 
not sure what kind, maybe a swinger/swapping story or maybe a wild night out with the girls that turns in to an even wilder night when we meet some guys. lol idk
 
not sure what kind, maybe a swinger/swapping story or maybe a wild night out with the girls that turns in to an even wilder night when we meet some guys. lol idk

:D

Clara, mouth hanging in surprise, with Bob Marley wailing about no woman no cry in the background, predators all around, watched her husband leave the bar. What was he thinking leaving her alone with ... them?

'Are you afraid of us?' Green Vest asked.

Clara considered the question. The blaze of anger had cooled to a leaden ball of fear in the pit of her stomach. 'A little,' she admitted, nodding, her eyes lifting to regard the man face-to-face.

'We's just messin' with you,' Green Vest relented. 'Just a little joke.'

Ire flared again. 'It isn't funny,' Clara returned.

'We do it from time to time. Get Linus to trawl the hotels an' pick out some likely prospects. We gets a bottle of rum or two outta tourists, mebbe they leave some cash, fifty dollars or whatever for a cab ride back to the lights.' The man grinned at Clara. 'Linus picked you guys 'cos he thought you wuz hot stuff.'

Through gritted teeth -- the gall of the man -- Clara said: 'I'm so fucking flattered.'

'That husband of yours ...' Green Vest's dreadlocks swayed with the jerk of his head '... he don't seem to be paying you much respect.' Clara noticed the man's eyes fill with scorn. 'He knows you wanna leave, but he's too scared to act.' He nodded again, sucking air through his teeth, a signal of contempt.

'You don't show much respect either,' Clara retorted, eyes flashing. She swigged her beer, staring a challenge into Green Vest's face over the bottle.

'But I'd look after you like a man should.'

To her immense surprise Clara experienced a pulse of interest at that ambiguous statement. Her clitoris throbbed lightly, just enough to make the blonde aware of her sexual arousal. She looked from Green Vest's face to the faces of his friends, both of whom had sat there, silent, perhaps sensing a glimmer of where this to-and-fro could lead. Could those men feel the tension brewing between the arrogant, muscular black man and herself? She looked across to the barman behind his counter. That man too had paused, standing silent and immobile. Clara caught his look, the barman wanted her too, they all wanted her.
 
Hi im Ginger and im looking for writers who are looking for something or someone to write about. im a 31 year old wife, who is very sexual and would love to collaborate on a story with a writer

must it be fiction or would you be interested in directed adventures with pictures to follow...art imitate life in other words?

That's weird, how did you remove the website name that was on the picture when you first posted it?

I see where you were going with that and I don't necessarilly think exactly that...else the pics would be more explicit likely..
 
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hi.......still looking for writers who are looking to take on a new project (me) lol

inbox me if interested!!
 
Mike growled, a low deep rumble that grew louder as it came from his belly to his chest to be finally vocalised in his throat. He lifted Kathy bodily from the water. The woman squealed, convinced that Mike was going to throw her clear over the fence in a fit of temper. TJ and Ginger, his hands cupping her breasts, both started at Kathy’s scream.

Instead the big man plonked the blonde on the edge of the tub. He pushed her legs apart and, after long, lingering, lust-filled stare at her sex, split her labia with his fingers and pressed his mouth to her opening.

‘Oh, fuck ...’ Kathy groaned. ‘Eat me, Mike. Eat my pussy.’

‘Oh. My. God ...’ Ginger muttered as, wide-eyed, mouth gaping in shock, she watched her husband devour Kathy.

‘Shit ...’ blurted TJ. ‘What the fuck ...?’ He stared at Ginger. ‘Jesus, Ginger ... I ...’

‘TJ,’ Ginger said as she continued to watch. ‘Will you do that to me?’ she asked. Her hand moved between her legs. ‘I’m so fucking turned on now ...’ Ginger groaned. ‘Oh, TJ ... just look at them. That’s my husband and my friend ... I want to do it too. Look at Kathy’s face ... make me look like that, TJ. Please ...’

‘How the hell did I get here?’ TJ muttered to himself, his head shaking. His eyes went from Ginger to Kathy. He saw Kathy’s face stretched in a grimace of pleasure. It looked like Mike was doing a good job on her. He returned his attention to the slightly concerned face in front of him. Ginger questioned him with her eyes. He looked down to where the woman’s breasts seemed to float on the surface of the water.

‘TJ?’ Ginger murmured.

‘Fuck it,’ TJ grinned. ‘I’d be an idiot to turn down an offer like that, Ginger. You’re so hot ... And since Mike’s so busy ...’

Ginger hauled herself from the tub. She adopted a position similar to Kathy, her legs wide, her smooth pudenda exposed to TJ’s now hungry stare.

‘I don’t believe this is happening,’ Ginger had time to wonder aloud, and then she felt the waft of breath across her damp vulva. She groaned when TJ’s tongue slid across her clitoris.

With a climax approaching fast and hard, Kathy looked across to see TJ busy between Ginger’s legs. ‘Fuck,’ she sighed. ‘Little Ginger’s getting her pussy licked ...’ She hefted herself onto her elbows and surveyed along the front of her body. ‘Go for it, Mikey-baby. Eat me. Lick my nasty pussy. Oh ... Fuck, honey ... You’re going to make me scream if you keep doing that. Oh yes ... Finger it too. Slide it in, lover. Lick my clit ... Here it comes ... Oh ... Here. It. Fucking. Comes ...’
 
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