The Erotic Storyteller

[elrod]

OOC Any interested ladies willing to help overcome writer’s block!! Then as the story progresses – more characters could well develop. Please either join right in, or pm suggestions. Welcom to storytime.

Rod Dexter

An English writer of erotica.
Tall, tanned, lithe, fit, travels in Europe, cycles and skis.
Dark. Wrinkles round eyes show humour lurks.
Late 40’s still attractive to woman of all ages due to his twinkling sense of humour and honesty. Quiet and thoughtful, but can be dynamite when aroused.
Lived a varied life- now single again. Has large appetite for all sensual matters, music, food and women.

Has successfully published popular soft porn which as made him wealthy. But prefers to write more explicit exciting books and direct porn movies. He likes to base his work on real life experiences of himself and those recounted by others. Now suffering from writers block, decided to visit the US where he has never been and see if experiences there can revive his imagination and creative talents.

Hired a car from New York and decided to head west on less travelled routes. Now on third day out and pulls into sleepy town to look for a place to stay. Stops at a roadside restaurant for coffee and ask about accommodation. Quietly hopes to meet some female company to share time and maybe a story.

 

[TinyDuchess]

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[autumnmist]

Misty climbed off her Honda Shadow 550 and pulled the helmet from her head. She ran her fingers through her long, tangled hair and sighed. "Man i need a beer." Misty looks around, but sees only a coffee shop......"oh well, guess that'll have to do."

She saunters across the street and throught the door, pausing in the dimmly lit entrance to let her eyes adjust. Walking over to the counter, she chooses a stool directly at the center of the counter. She rolls her neck, relieving the tension a bit, and orders a coffee.

 

[elrod]

Rod was settling into his seat and looking through the view from the window. He had not heard her approach, The diner was quiet like the town - not grubby - but not smart as if time had passed by, leaving dust of hopes and few promises of a future. Yet possibly below the surface – there was a different world of hopes, of secrets of passions,

His first impressions were that he was yet again on a time wasting stop. And then he heard her voice. Soft yet full of depth. Light yet carried hidden meaning. Almost hesitant – yet sending waves of expectation. Rod was struck – he heard the undertone of wanting and a promise of hidden depths. He turned slowly - excited that he may have found someone he would wish to know more.

There she stood, the light behind her – innocence and pure erotic pleasure. A soft girl and a knowing woman, Her hair cascaded – her body sensually curved as she leant towards him offering the menu. Rod had seen and experienced many beautiful lush women in his time- and his fertile imagination took him even further. But here was a woman he instantly responded to- he was amazed at his own heated even aroused response.

He shuddered, trying to mask his reaction. And in so doing found it difficult to smile and not lear, to look at her sparkling eyes without letting his gaze travel too obviously across her full breasts and note the way they rubbed under her uniform - the dark curves and shadows of her breasts beckoned and he imagined his hands, lips and fingers exciting her. Exploring her and yes taking her sensually on a journey of discovery of intimate ultimate pleasure.

He stuttered and almost blushed saying that he would have coffee please and whatever she recommended as he was not very hungry – but needed to rest and get his bearings.

He could not take his eyes off her and was desperate to know more.

Daniella Collins

Known as Dani to her friends or Ella to her mother.
Slim build with ample curves in all the right places.
Pale freckled skin, pale blue eyes,strawberry blong hair that falls in long unruly curls
A soft smile that hints at playfulness
Early twenties

Born and raised in this small town, heralded as the town beauty. Once had dreams of leaving going to the big city and seeing her name flashing in lights. It didnt hurt to dream when she was younger, but reality soon steppped in. She quickly learned that in her case the world wasn't laid out at her feet. Her life had already come and gone, she wasn't destined for greatness but for the dreary quiet of small town life. She works two jobs trying her best to get by and make ends meet. She would give anything for one moment that is extraordinary.

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Daniella watched as he walked in taking a seat at a booth near the window. He had come in just as the evening shadows began to fall, she could tell by the look of him he wasn't from around here. His tall lithe frame, warm tanned skin and expensive clothing made him stick out like a sore thumb. She smiled thinking to herself, in a town like this you could always tell who was an out-of-towner. Picking up a menu she walked over to where he sat and handed it to him.

"Evenin', what can I get you?." she said smiling as he looked up.

 

[TinyDuchess]

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[elrod]

He hoped he had not conveyed too much of his inner feelings - she was quiet, charming and alluring. He smiled - yes what you suggest is perfect. Forgive me I am a stranger here and looking to ge tto knwo people as i travel through.

Then he boldly asked. What time do you finish here
would you care to spend some time talking about life and maybe show me arround.

 

[TinyDuchess]

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[elrod]

He blushed as she spoke - her words were like a knife cutting through any pretence he had and revealing his inner desires. He could not pretend otherwise - she was alluring - he was attracted and he had been impolite in the way he had revealed his baser intentions. But in truth - such feelings of a man when seeing an atractive woman - are in all - but he had been arrogant to assume that she would be attracted in return. He had been told before that he could be pushy and now it came home to roost. Maybe being a stranger here also compounded things- He must learn to contain his excitement of a new country and new opportunities.

He decided that he shoudl probably forget his hopes and simply be polite ane excuse his behaviour.

He thnked her as she pured his cofee- but his mind still danced adn played tantellising tricks on him s he recalled her leaning forwards earlier- the way her eyes flashed in passion, as she drew her breath so her breasts thrust forwards her gold pendant swinging alluringly in her scented valley.

Look he said - My name is Rod - I am just travelling and exploring - I am sorry - I was struck by your attraction and it just kinda flowed out of me. Please excuse me and forgive my behaviour. i woudl like to finish my food and then I will go. But in truth - I would appreciate any recommendation of a local hotel I can stay at while I explore the countryside her - for i like to walk and talk to local people as I am a writer pease trust me - I shall say no more. He looked at her earnestly and smiled sipping the coffee she had poured.

 

[TinyDuchess]

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[elrod]

He smiled in thanks - noticing his unanswered question from teh ring finger. It possibly indicated loss and tragedy. Again he relaised he had been hasty - damn when would he ever learn that things are never simple. No wonder he suffered writers block. He could not think past teh next page, let alone understand teh plot.

Thanking her for the details of the hotel - he ate slowly - she gave no indication of any interest in him. And her dared not ask again for another date.

AS he concluded his meal - he realised that time had come to part. He wrote his name on a card - and as he called for the check - he left it on the table saying - look Dani- I really mean this
I am stayign at teh hotel dn if you hve the time for a drink and a chat after your work- please callme - I shall go for a stroll round town after i check in. Now you knwo where I am. He smiled and stood to leave - holding out a hand,

 

[TinyDuchess]

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[elrod]

Leaving the diner he drove towards town - mulling over the last hour's events. As he drove he realised he was still fascinated with Dani - and slowly a storyline began to emerge. Excited now at the first stirrings of a plot he decided to forgo his walk up over the wooded hills and sketch out his thoughts before he lost the thread.

Rod hoped the motel was quiet, for when he worked - he liked to lock away and concentrate - often writing through the night for hours at a time. He stopped off at a small precinct noting a parked Honda Shadow 550, it seemed familiar, and bought some refreshments to keep him going, snacks, coke and a bottle of Pinot Noir - then on second thoughts he also picked a bottle of chilled Chardonnay.

The Sunset Arms was ideal - set back, surrounded by woods it was a pleasant spot. He noticed it had an appealing restaurant. Checking in, he asked for a quiet room, the pretty receptionist smiled - why quiet, her eyes sparkling - have you a party in mind.

The room was large - comfortable - a small suite. Perfect seclusion he mused. The warm evening air stirred gently. He wanted to relax, get comfortable and write. Stripping to his shorts, he opened the chardonnay, stretched out with big soft cushions on the bed and reached for his laptop.

His mind went back into replay as he began to type, shaping the story as a meeting of two strangers. The tension of their attraction, the undertow of desire, the unspoken need beginning to surface. And as he wrote he sipped his wine - and found his mind drifting to Dani. His imagination raced as the couple grew close- this he felt would be a hot plot, maybe even a film. But then the wine, the excitement of the past few hours, the easing tensions of past months and the warmth the evening sun made him drousy. His eyelids weighed heavier. He did not fight it - Rods head sank back on cushions and he drifted to sleep.