Just one Line.

[StillStunned]

And from that one time I kissed her, and she kissed me back, and we giggled, and then did it some more, and it felt right and thrilling and it confirmed to me that this was what I wanted. And then the next day she told everyone I’d assaulted her and that wonderful moment became all twisted up in the horror of teenage bullying and teenage shame and years of loneliness and anxiety and... Well, all of it.

 

[StillStunned]

But that had been four years ago. Memories like that didn’t linger, and if they did his smile would sweep them away.

- From a new as yet untitled City of Scum story. Spoiler: the memories do in fact linger.

 

[StillStunned]

My friend Ellie had a thing for black cocks. "Cocks," she'd tell everyone who'd listen, "cocks are like bananas. The black ones are the sweetest."

 

[Erozetta]

"In time though… in time I'd like to be able to reach out to you again to see if what’s left of me might still be someone you could want.”

From a WIP that may or may not ever see the light of day here.

 

[Djmac1031]

From my newest story, When Cozbi Met Amy, publishing tomorrow 5/6/25

for context, it's the opening pick up line from a woman to another woman sitting at the bar, deep in thought:

“I'd offer you a penny for your thoughts, but by the look of that gorgeous Gucci dress I'd say you certainly don't need my charity. So how about I offer my company instead?”

 

[yowser]

Whenever I'm about in public and spot a woman with hoop earrings the perfect size for a cock-ring, I find that my pulse ticks up a notch or two.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

From my current WIP, working title, 'The Joke's on Who':

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As I watched him drive away, it hit me that the only thing I’d eaten all day was him. As pleasurable as the process had been, a few tablespoons of cum weren’t that filling. It was after three, and I was starving.

 

[iwatchus]

It's in an earlier chapter of the series I am about to finish:

And everything she does, even her boundless energy, seems to have a tinge of sexuality. In a healthy, friendly way. Maybe it's just the Aussie accent. Aussies always seem to be like, "Yeah mate, I had sex 17 times with 5 different people yesterday. Today will probably be even better. Life's good."

 

[HobokenSweat]

She sees the full, terrible truth of her: that Alex has been here all along. Every step. Every fucking moment that mattered.

 

[lovecraft68]

"Don't fuck with me," Savannah whispered. "You let me kiss you, I might not stop."
"Kiss me right," Brooke replied, "And I won't want you too."

 

[lovecraft68]

Brooke could get out her laptop or one of her books and try to get some studying done, but she was never able to focus when her phone could go off any minute and she’d have to shift from first year prelaw student to first year professional cock sucker.

 

[DynamicFigure]

Her pussy began to get moist and tingle with anticipation as she laid there with her arms and legs tied to the bed posts.

 

[DynamicFigure]

"I'm not here for romance, Trish. I just wanna get folded in half."

My favorite visual. Her knees bent back towards her torso, completely exposed and vulnerable with feet dangling in the air.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

From my current WIP in The City of Scum world.

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It was odd, or perhaps ironic, that all the pampering, the warm bath, the new hairdo, the dress and satin and lace, made me feel special - just special enough that the thought of going down the hall to a room I’d cleaned a hundred times, the idea of giving my maidenhead to a man I barely knew, a man that had paid two silvers for the privilege, didn’t seem like a bad thing at all.

 

[yowser]

The possibility that someone could walk by the end of the aisle and glimpse us between the bookcases and see exactly what was going on, the fact that we were in the corner of the library devoted to "sex," that this was our first instance of intimacy - all of it was vastly exciting.

 

[WordsIntheWyld]

Now that I’ve got Airspace out of my system, it’s time to swing back into the sequel to Melody’s Silence, and it kicks off like this:

"You ever watch a city eat its own?"

"I have. Her name was Melody McCall."

Yeah… we’re going there.

 

[StillStunned]

In the water, their quarry lay still. Water and black mud covered every part of him besides his face and his booted toes. A piece of ice, its hold on a clump of marsh grass broken by the man’s fall, came to rest against his nose.

- from a brand new sword & sorcery WIP tentatively called "The Monster in the Black Mere", a sequel to "Bound to the Blade"

 

[Actingup]

"Cleaning team reporting for duty!" she called out, holding her cleaning cloth and gloves up.

from 'What the Maid Saw and Did', a Literotica Virtual Convention story co-authored with @PennyThompson

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

A little stage setting from one of my earlier works, Micki and the Firefighter:

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We were teenagers in the back seat of his parents Buick on prom night, making tentative moves and testing unknown waters, knowing where we wanted to go, but too afraid to admit it and not sure how to get there.

 

[NoTalentHack]

My reflection and I stared at each other for a long time, and the longer I looked, the less I liked. I was every protagonist in every middling mid-budget midlife crisis dramedy, gazing into the mirror and wondering what had happened to the promise of my youth, pathetic in my mediocrity.

From Hall Past, my entry for this year's Geek Pride, in which the geekery is mostly about movies.

 

[draco519]

“Shame on you.” He teased. “All the time those guards and merchants spent away from their families..” but he was hardly serious. “I remember my brother and I, we were..” How old had he been? “I think i’d seen my thirteenth winter; my brother his fourteenth.” He cleared his throat. “We were becoming of the age when a woman’s form was.. quite …” How did he put it to not send her screaming for the hills? “We were curious boys. Cocks that hardened at a gust of wind or a birdsong.”

 

[MrPixel]

Jeff slumps into his misadjusted recliner, lubricating his sulking one sip at a time.

From Barstow - The Rekindling, to be published roughly late-June.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

Mother nature mandated a quick trip to the bathroom, after which I went to my room and used the pink banana to take the edge off - twice. OK, maybe three times. If I masturbated this much as a guy, my dick would probably fall off.

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From my current WIP, "The Joke's on Who?"

 

[yowser]

So one Friday night in bed, fierce with desire, after getting Marla good and worked up with my fingers, her quim slippery, swollen and excited, I nestled my way down between her thighs, the infernal book inciting me to action.

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

More progress on my City of Scum offering. Just might have it ready by the end of the month.

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I did what she said, changing again once I’d reached my room, leaving two more dead rats for the maids to find. Smiling as I drifted off to sleep, I realized that Balkor’s office was only a few blocks away. Cats were about as innocuous as it gets in a place as full of rats as The City of Scum.