Long English Words Stories

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Words, Words, Words

by Thomas Drablézien on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I have a passion for the English language bordering on the obsessive, I have to own up to that from the start. I do not have the benefit of a good education. I suffer from dyslexia, a condition not recognised at the time when I was growing up so my lack of scholastic achievement was attributed to slowness, stupidity or downright laziness. An opinion and att...

Dirty Words

by Edwarlife on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"'Cunt.' 'Pussy.' Among the most reviled words in English," teaching assistant Smith was telling his class. As he delivered his lecture on the history of English slang, Laura, at 23 the eldest student, sat back and took notice. She hiked up her skirt a little, enough to expose a hint of chestnut brown hair peeking out of her tight pink panties. "The Eskimos...

Magic Carpet

by oggbashan on Mar 17, 2020
Romance

Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ In the late 1940s very few British people could own or run...

My Cute Stumpy Thick End

by elfin_odalisque on Sep 14, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I confess to getting as excited, well almost, when the titans of punctuation lock horns on lit. as with the steamy stories - hey guys, you can dangle your participles in front of my eyes any time you like; fancy a conjunction? - and would love to see even more wise pieces on grammar and punctuation: 'Should it be Tess' or Tess's pussy? Discuss.' But really,...

Breaking Barriers Ch. 03

by NicoKleimachs on Jun 19, 2018
Novels and Novellas

3: Prototype Looking at himself in the mirror, he started to regret every decision leading up to this one, including this tie. Kip tossed it onto the bed and looked accusingly at his reflection. "You did this," he breathed, almost a whisper. "You just wanted this so bad, didn't you?" He unbuttoned his dress shirt and flung it across his briefcase, which wa...

Into the Unknowable Ch. 02

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Sahara Desert - 3723 C.E. The hazy spectre of a camel caravan could be glimpsed far in the distance through the haze that shimmered in the intense heat. The sparse vegetation on the gravel and sand was scrubby and succulent. There were few places on Earth as remote as this. And that, of course, was what attracted Vikram, Rao, Sandhya and Dorothy to th...

Test This 2367

by rogerrabbittest on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry's standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type specimen book. It has survived not only five centuries, but also the leap into electronic typesetting, remaining essentially unch...

Local is as Local Does

by bad_hobbit on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Author's Note: When I first published this (I hope) slightly humorous little paper, it was just to answer some ill-informed anonymous critic, and explain to readers why I used the words I did in my stories. Little did I realise that it would raise more feedback from further afield than all of my stories put together! I've had comments from people from the U...

How (Not) to Dirty Talk in German

by Munachi on Sep 12, 2017
How To

Disclaimer: The writer of this text might or might not have had sex with all the persons she mentioned. The situations might or might not be part of her personal experience – or her imagination. In fact, you can't even know if she's really a she. Only she knows that. *** In fact, I am not the right person to write a text about dirty talk in German. There a...

En France - Choices

by TheTravellingMan on Jul 15, 2020
Novels and Novellas

I should have kept it to myself. Walking on fallen blossom leaves, the tree-lined boulevard carried the scent of hope. In a brief interlude of sunlight, we basked in the first warmth of spring. Fingers entwined, her expression pensive and doleful, we stopped for a moment under a weathered statue; it must have looked glorious once. I used to enjoy the silen...