Eric woke up in the full knowledge that it was Saturday morning, and that he could be lazy and lie in bed for as long as he liked. He also knew that he didn't have anything to do, and that today would be a good day to maybe get some writing done, if his muse would cooperate. What Eric also knew was that he felt a very pleasant sensation running across his c...
Gabrielle luxuriated in the steamy shower, basking in the warm spray as the soapy lather caressed her curves. She was preparing for an artistic adventure. A free spirit, Gabrielle had always been drawn to art, studying techniques, exploring various genres and seeking out the more avant garde and experimental expressions in the art world. That's how she met...
Call her Jill. Jill says to me, "Talk messy when you write. Evoke the adventure. Use words that don't screw up what turns you on. Say fuck, suck, pussy, cunt, dick, cock. Write only what overwhelms you - nothing less." Jill thereby accepted the job of muse but let me know, "I know this is only because you think this will get you fucked." For perhaps the...
For Robijay There's only one place to stay round here, a taverna with rooms above. The taverna – the whole village – is set among sweet chestnut trees that rustle in the breezes that blow off the Mediterranean, and often you can hear the distant, clopping tinkle of goat-bells drifting from the mountainside. It's late afternoon as I pick my way down a rocky...
[AUTHOR’S NOTE: If you like the pure dialog approach, please check out my member page for more such submissions. Muse "A" is featured in A-Musement. Muse "B" is featured in Be-Musing. Constructive feedback is much appreciated, as is gushing praise. ~ Imp] * * * * * * * Friday morning. Challenge time! Anybody home? B: "I'm here, as usual. Did you sa...
I am Wolf. My name is Wolf. I'm an Englishman in America, 49 years old, and I know exactly what I need to feed my passions with to find sexual satisfaction. I'm a Dom, through and through. My style is particular and precise and I make a point of taking my time. The details are my greatest arousal. A bead of cum on a shiny lip, the sheen of sweat on a broken...
September is a lovely time of year. I close my eyes and think back to new school supplies, wonderful new short skirts, turtle necks and my first high heel boots! Excitement of the new boys in class and which one sat closest to you in math class. Leaves turning, a chill in the air each morning and an electricity that I still feel to this day. I just love Sept...
Her writing has had a profound impact on my pleasure. Almost everyday I look for a new creation from her. I know most days there won't be one but I harden with anticipation anyway. I read her older stories and search for the pieces that might reveal her. She has told me they are real so I must wonder if she is a part of them. She has become my sexual muse....
What kind of town didn't have a tavern? One with a brothel, apparently. Snatch had decided to play it safe and wait outside. He wasn't even sure the elves served drinks in there, and besides, getting drunk around a bunch of sex-crazed prostitutes seemed like a bad idea. He leaned against the strange bismuth-like dwelling. The wall was fibrous, but not actua...
This is my second installment on my first submission. I hope you enjoy. ********** I walked out of the office thinking my life was out of control. I already had second thoughts about asking Mary for the name of her divorce lawyer. I had not even confronted my wife about her affair, and Mary was probably blabbing throughout the office that I was already get...