Melody Of Love - Sing Written Year Stories

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Playing by Touch

by UglyClownThing on Jan 28, 2020
First Time

My fingers danced across my guitar, bathing me in sound. "You sit so close with your hand on my cheek, Whispers so soft, voice heavenly sleek, I've never seen you, but I love you so much, You can play things by ear, babe, but I'll play them by touch." Chords rose and fell, like a gentle ocean. My ears were the boat. I let myself be rocked to and fr...

Babysitter Auditions Pt. 04: Melody

by TitManDDo on Dec 14, 2020
Interracial Love

My fourth interview had been with Melody Sato. Melody was a stunning 20-year-old Japanese woman with long wavy brown hair and flawless tawny skin. She was slender, flat-chested but with a tight little round ass, and maybe 5'5"; she looked like a runner, which she was. She was reserved, soft-spoken, and impressively poised. When I gave her the rundown I had g...

Granny's Little Girl

by ronde on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Sweat trickled down the bare skin of Christy’s back as she made her final bow of the evening. The band played the title song from her latest single and kept the crowd of fair-goers on their feet and applauding so loudly the din threatened to drown out even the pounding thump of Terry’s electric bass. It felt good to be liked, even though she’d never meet mos...

F6: Bliss

by xelliebabex on Sep 11, 2017
Chain Stories

This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...

The Siren

by teacherman570 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Alone finally. The only sounds that grace my ears are the gentle winds of the west blowing down the hills, and through the large pines that guard the cabin from the evening sun. The commercial world is non-existent out here. No TV, no billboards, no skyscrapers, no cars; only one small power line for electricity, and my dependable pickup to get me to the nea...

EPOCH: The Story of Rockstars

by vechron on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Picture this. Your looking out at an endless ocean that is relatively calm in its demeanor. On the surface of this ocean, for as far as the eye can see and infinitely farther, are bubbles. You don't know it but your looking at the multiverse. What's the multiverse? Well, in layman's terms, lets say each bubble on that ocean is a reality with it's own unive...

An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 11

by auguy86 on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Ch. 11 song titles Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring (Bach) Prince of Denmark's March (Clarke) Wedding March (Mendelssohn) Heartbeat (Carrie Underwood) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 11 Ashley's words of wisdom turned out to be some of the best advice Mike and Melody could have ever received. Though they made little progress in learning more about Melody's drea...

Appreciating Fine Art

by LadyCassolette on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

This essay is part of a series in which I compare the ideas of philosophers on the subject of Aesthetics. I'm attempting to extrapolate from their superior knowledge and writings what I believe are important points on the creation of and critique of Art, Beauty and the Soul. I hope there are some artists/scholars out there who can appreciate my works- Beca...

Pretty Flowers Ch. 05

by Octave888888 on Sep 14, 2020
Romance

1. All characters are 18+ 2. No characters represent real people 3. Enjoy the fiction -- CHAPTER 5 -- Thankfully, the work week ended easily. Melody and I decided not to spend Friday night together, since we'd see each other the following afternoon at her parents' house. But she did send me several scandalous texts, accompanied by a hot picture of her,...

Love's Anatomy : Eyes Pt. 04

by Jai_Saraswati on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Allie - Sorry I didn't stop on my bike, late for a meeting. Big mistake. Spent hours trying to find you again. Would you have lunch with me (together this time)? At the bottom he wrote his number, and beneath that, his name. — Yeah, so what is it? Tracy was at the edge of her chair, in the kitchen, of course. She had heard me rush the lock, throw the doo...