*This is an erotic story of sorts taken from a recent conversation between Sir Gray and his enchanting muse. May it thrill you and delight you... *Muse: Sir Grey your muse summons You You sing the song of my soul like a lark *Sir Grey: My muse My muse you stir Me unlike any other come here at once linger beside Me The memory of bidden words and unbidde...
One thousand four hundred forty-three words. That was all he needed to reach the lofty goal of fifty thousand words written in the month of November. It was his first attempt at this NaNoWriMo contest, and while he was twelve days ahead of pace and had thirteen days in which to complete what would for him be a very unprecedented feat in his "career" of writi...
'Discipline,' I said. 'I think that's what it's going to have to come down to.' My Muse looked surprised. 'Oh? You want me to put you across my knee?' 'Good heavens, no,' I said. 'I've never see the attraction of all that hot bottom stuff.' 'No,' she said. 'That's what I thought. Mind you, Lawrence, the chap for whom I used to muse before I came to you, h...
Tribar Mews meanders just shy of two furlongs south of the High Street; about half-way down it doglegs to the right. A few doors in on the left lies The Mitred Abbess, the local for the neighbourhood working classes. Hard by the end, still on the left, sits The Slap and Tickle, magnet for fun-loving uni students from the surrounding boroughs. These two publi...
Today started as any other normal day would, I got up got dressed and went to class. That all changed when I arrived at my painting class. Today's lecture was on artists that work exclusively on nude paintings. As the class ended and students started shuffling out of the room Professor Carlton hollered, "and don't forget to bring your materials next class, w...
Freddie hires a Muse to help him write an Anal story. "Hey, Freddie, how you doin'? Long time no see." "Hi, Vinnie, how are you?" "You wanna go get a beer and catch up on what's happening in the old neighborhood." "Gee, Vinnie, I'd like to but I have an appointment." "Appointment? What'd you have a girlfriend on the side?" "Nah, today is my day to see...
"Yes, Shane, stick your big Black cock in my butthole," Porn Starlet Mandy Muse said, and the curvy, pale-skinned and dark-haired young Caucasian woman looked up at the muscular, bald-headed, goateed and light-skinned, mature Black man on top of her and smiled. Shane Diesel nodded and raised Mandy's legs in the air, burying his world-famous thick dark cock i...
Her lustrous fiery tresses flowed halfway down her back, loose curls swirling seductively around her shoulders and catching on the fabric of her pretty floral cocktail dress. Of course I knew who she was -- it was hard to imagine there was anyone who wouldn't know -- but this was the first time I'd seen The Muse in the flesh. And it was Valentine's Day! I wa...
They meet him in the airport bar; she covered in a trench coat, her Master all in black. Their guest has arrived and they are most anxious to get to know him better. The muse especially admires the bulk of him, so broad, so hairy and so strong. Her mind quickly races ahead and a small smirk appears on her face as she imagines him bound securely on the rac...
An Exaltation of Muse Ch. 02 N.B. This may not make much sense to you, but if you haven't read Ch. 01 it will make no sense whatsoever. Thalia is mentor to the frustrated muses assigned to writers who don't publish stories but comment freely—and frequently harshly—on other writers' stories. She has dubbed this unlucky lot Muses to the Overt Commentariat (M...