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Happy Father's Day to any dads out there.


It's a grand day to bbq. I think... tri-tip is in order. Maybe a potato salad on the side with some baked beans and strawberries for dessert.

Sir is off to his parents for dinner tonight so I won't see him until later.

Things to do this morning though before I can sit back and relax. A quick check on threads. Nope. I'm still good. Another quick check on the lottery. Nope, nothing there either, like that's surprising. But hey, the way I look at it is, I spend three dollars on complete nonsense at any given time, this can't hurt. They say you up your odds when you buy more than one ticket. I can relate to that, but I also think it's a matter of fate. Ah, well. I also need to find some time to geek it up today. I've been neglecting my hunter in WoW and my demon hunter in Diablo III. But first things, first. I need to hop to and head down to get my nails done and my hair cut.
 
It has been a busy, busy week and it's not quite over yet. Maybe tomorrow I can catch my breath. I had a fun evening last night, I'm still smiling.

A quiet weekend? I hope so. I need to stand down and regroup.
 
Feel free, hun. I don't own it.

Hi.

I don't know the rules of posting links in this forum, but the above was written by me.

I have a Tumblr blog under the same name that I publish my stories on. Unfortunately Literotica's rules are too stringent as this would not have met their minimum words requirement to post here.

Mike. - dirtystorytime.
 
Hi.

I don't know the rules of posting links in this forum, but the above was written by me.

I have a Tumblr blog under the same name that I publish my stories on. Unfortunately Literotica's rules are too stringent as this would not have met their minimum words requirement to post here.

Mike. - dirtystorytime.

Hi Mike,

Well thank you for stepping forward and letting us know who had written it. It's beautiful. Hey... I'm pretty sure I follow you on tumblr too. :D I use a different name there.

*blink* Lit has a minimum word requirment to post? Where and since when?
 
The second story I submitted to Literotica was one of my most well received on Tumblr:

When I tie you up, I do that for myself. I am greedy. So that I can completely dominate you in every way. So that I can lick you until you cum all over my face, and not touch yourself in any way. So I can spank you, and not have your hands in my way. So that I can run my face across your back and neck, my warm breath on the goose bumps on your cold body. So I can rub your pussy and clit until you cum, and cum and cum again and not push my hands away when it’s too much.

When I tie you up, you are completely vulnerable. My every whim and desire. You give yourself to me. You submit. If I sit inches from your face as I masturbate, where you can’t do anything about it. When I cum on myself, and let it run down my chest, my stomach or my leg. I go soft while you watch. Helpless.

When I tie you up, we bond. We have an unspoken trust. You know that I will not push you beyond your limits, your boundaries. I know you are completely mine. That there is no limit or boundary that you will not bend to please me. You know that I will not hurt you, and I know that you will not admit when it hurts. We are of one mind.

When I blindfold you, I do that for you. Out of pure generosity. The extension of your senses, being pushed to all bounds. All of your senses heightened.

Your sense of touch, feeling the slap of my hand without the forewarning, or the tenderness of my breath or a feather on your neck, the feeling of me being inside you.

Your sense of taste, heightened without the bias of sight.You get to taste again for the first time, the sweetness of a kiss, the saltiness of my sweat during our lovemaking, the tartness of my cum on your lips.

Your sense of smell, aroused by the scent of pure sex in the air, the freshness of our bedsheets, the pureness of the air itself after a morning rain.

Your sense of hearing, teased by every little moan we both take, overwhelmed by the constant sounds of wetness as my cock slides in and out, aroused by our rapid short breaths.


It was rejected:

Dear Writer,

Thank you for your submission to Literotica. We appreciate the time and effort you've taken to write a story and submit it to our site. However, we've found that we cannot post your submission in its current form. The checklist below may help you in re-examining your manuscript.

Could the story be developed more fully? That is, is it too short to do the plot justice? Is it under 750 words?

This was my last submission to Literotica. The entire process seems too much for me, which is why I strictly use Tumblr now.
 
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It was rejected:

Dear Writer,

Thank you for your submission to Literotica. We appreciate the time and effort you've taken to write a story and submit it to our site. However, we've found that we cannot post your submission in its current form. The checklist below may help you in re-examining your manuscript.

Could the story be developed more fully? That is, is it too short to do the plot justice? Is it under 750 words?

This was my last submission to Literotica. The entire process seems too much for me, which is why I strictly use Tumblr now.

Oh, I understand now. You submitted it to the story section. I have never used that section myself. I chose to stick with writing threads with others or when creating a solo piece, sticking it in my notebook thread.

Well, at least you found someplace to publish your writings and didn't have to worry about rejection. :rose:
 
Wow. It's almost the end of June already. This month has flown by. I hope July slows down a bit or it will be August and time for school again before I know it. The girl is a junior in high school this year and this may be the last year I drive her back and forth to school and home. She has said she wants to move in with her dad who lives in the Bay Area for her senior year. I hate to see her do that, but she'll be eighteen and able to do as she wants. Hell, my circumstances may well change by then as well, who knows anything for sure. So, I suppose it's one day at a time.

I drove by the small community fire dept. here and noticed the flag at half mast. I hadn't heard anything until this morning but it was as I suspected, one of their own. We lost a smoke jumper. It makes me despise unthinking people who start fires and put these men in harm's way. People live here. They know how dry our summers get and it hasn't even gotten very hot yet! But, these people become careless and unthinking. Ashes flicked from a cigarette. Someone cutting their lawn in the heat of the day and creating a spark by a lawnmower hitting a rock. It doesn't take much. I just don't get it.

Two posts done, one to go. I'll work on it tomorrow. I can't concentrate anymore this evening.
 
Ugh. Monday. I slept like crap last night.My mind wouldn't shut up. I hate those times. I have a post owing. I need to get on that today. I did manage to update my list of current threads.

*blink blink* GMA (Good Morning America) just actually mentioned my home town in the weather report. Hell yeah we don't usually get rain this time of year, but it is raining. I'm not complaining but it does worry me some. It makes me wonder just how bloody hot it's going to get later on and if we're going to experience a lingering, hot summer. I hope not. I'm always wary and jumpy this time of year because of fires. I didn't get as much of the grass cut down around the house as I wanted to. I need to do some massive clean up efforts on the property again.

Okay, time to shower and get busy. I am feeling the urge to write tickle my mind, not only responses for threads but something solo and creative.
 
Happy Father's Day to any dads out there.


It's a grand day to bbq. I think... tri-tip is in order. Maybe a potato salad on the side with some baked beans and strawberries for dessert.

Sir is off to his parents for dinner tonight so I won't see him until later.

Things to do this morning though before I can sit back and relax. A quick check on threads. Nope. I'm still good. Another quick check on the lottery. Nope, nothing there either, like that's surprising. But hey, the way I look at it is, I spend three dollars on complete nonsense at any given time, this can't hurt. They say you up your odds when you buy more than one ticket. I can relate to that, but I also think it's a matter of fate. Ah, well. I also need to find some time to geek it up today. I've been neglecting my hunter in WoW and my demon hunter in Diablo III. But first things, first. I need to hop to and head down to get my nails done and my hair cut.
I know someone who recently won $20,000 from a scratchoff ticket... so I'm with you, it can't hurt to play...
 
Her eyes opened on the recognition of a new day. A quick glance out of her window showed the skies as cloudy and knew this wasn't going to last. In the next day or too the temps were going to rise to three digits and bring with it humidity, something she wasn't looking forward to. Humidity, the thick of it, makes her ill. So, for roday, the rain is welcome. Tomorrow would be hell.

Listening to the news, she had to smile. Good things were happening today. Historic even. There was still a long way to go. It was a step but a journey begins with a step.

A glance in the mirror still showed shadows under her eyes and it made her sigh. Hopefully those will fade soon. Sleepless nights are a bitch. For now, it was time for the treadmill, a shower and food. Sir would be home in a couple of hours.
 
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