Yuna's half-formed ideas, hot sex words, etc...

[yuna1981]

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[SavourYou30]

I'm not yet feeling the muse to get a story started. I think perhaps I should begin with a few half-formed ideas.

Dirty Talk:

"Why..." he growled against her quivering chin, eyes piercing, hot, "Why if it's so fucking wrong..." His final syllable was lost in a deep guttural moan as his hands grasped her, seized her, dug into it her hollow pink gash, hips arched to meet his grip.

"...my little cum bucket?..." teeth grazing along her neck, just below her ear, quick, breathless little bites, "do you beg me?"

 

[SavourYou30]

Motel Image:

The Redwood. That's what the sign said, hunched miserably at an angle, rotting in countless streaks of rust from harsh salted winters eating at the bolts. But there we no woods to be found, nothing red but the dismal flickering "No Vacancy" sign. The row of small utilitarian rooms may have once been lined with the big shiny mid 50's cars of post-war families taking their first road trip. Now it was lined with desperation gone to seed, a nothing relic under the black night wind, and her... sprawled out on the curb outside the last unit.

 

[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[shizzz]

I use the word spasm too much. Oh I still love it, but am whoring around for new ones.

Twitch, shudder, contract.

What else?

I find quiver to be an apt synonym for a good spasm, twitch, jerk, jump, start or tremor, or jiggle.

 

[shizzz]

I use the word spasm too much. Oh I still love it, but am whoring around for new ones.

Twitch, shudder, contract.

What else?

I normally write in 3rd person, but the babysitter one feels hotter to write in 1st person. Isn't that interesting?

I find it can also be quite ht if one writer writes in the first person, and the other in the third. It makes it seem like more of a story from just one perspective, rather then your standard narrative feel if ti si all 3rd person. But I do still tend to stay in third person, nothing like a little disassociation forme the character to make you feel a little wilder and crazier

 

[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[Apollion]

"Open your mouth. Open your mouth wide. Stick out your tongue. I want to see my cum spill out onto your tongue, and then watch you taste and swallow it."

Ok... as a man, if this appeals to you, what about it is so hot?

For me, I genuinely enjoy this so it's a payoff that he finds it so pleasurable...

Some of us prefer to let you enjoy our words, with the hope that we will definitely enjoy yours.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Open your mouth. Open your mouth wide. Stick out your tongue. I want to see my cum spill out onto your tongue, and then watch you taste and swallow it."

Ok... as a man, if this appeals to you, what about it is so hot?

For me, I genuinely enjoy this so it's a payoff that he finds it so pleasurable...

The act of swallowing a man's seed is a form of acquiescence, a very intimate intake as it were. Much akin to men who enjoy seeing their cum spilling out of their lover's well-fucked pussy. At least, that's my thought.

 

[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[Apollion]

I'm rendered in black and white.

And yet you still are fucking beautiful.

 

[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[de_valmont]

Synonyms for thrust?

hitch, crush, collision ...

 

[de_valmont]

A new SRP idea developing, or maybe a story, we'll see...

Two eighteen-year-olds, part of the same church youth group. Struggle against their own sexual desires. Somehow get involved, but decide to do everything-but-the...

A vignette in the middle of the story:

He leaned over her, naked. Her legs were parted, waiting, and he lay his cock between her lips, her folds sitting just under the flat edge of his cock. She felt his hardness start to rub against her, activating every nerve ending in her folds, his tip pushing into her clitoris every time he slid up. He was hard and she was soft; she felt softer down there in contrast to him, and their differences made her even more aroused. How she wanted him to slip it inside. Her curiosity fueled her arousal. What would it feel like if he just pushed into her? But she couldn't do that, she wasn't supposed to. But oh, how she wanted to...

well ... not every church (youth) group is asexual, morally or culturally. so you should begin your story by describing the rules concretely to make the conflict understandable ... i understand you are interested in that conflict and the immaculate state most catholics and some other church groups demand from their "believers" to preserve until marriage ... so the situation is like fucking angels ...

 

[fuckmeat]

Synonyms for thrust?

Oh I've become good at these, mostly thanks to PG.

slam
pound
nail
use
take
pump
surge
grind
hammer
bang
push
punch
slam... and the list goes on.

 

[yuna1981]

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[yuna1981]

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[de_valmont]

maybe i won't write this then, b/c describing the rules concretely is uninteresting to me, in so far as the religious conceptions of purity aren't really interesting to me either except as they create internal conflicts for characters as they struggle against their own instincts.

also, my own experience having been in an evangelical community at one time, in another lifetime, is that teenage understandings of religion, and life in general, are incomplete, incoherent, and that the basis of rules don't matter as much as just that you should follow rules b/c they are what they are. *shrug*

yeah, of course no moral-theological digression, i'm not interested in reading that either, but in the internal conflicts you describe, and you do it in a good way, but stop half way ... two sentences to let the reader know that the environment regards what they do a sin ... especially the fucking act itself. can be in advance, a prayer the girl prays by heart before going to bed, as she learned it ... and then lying in bed and feeling the sins she is supposed to avoid are a very intriguing thought ... might be she never would have thought of it if the prayer didn't consist of something like: "help me to remember i am god's own, my mind and my body, not a man's own and not myself" (you can put that in English words ... I'm no native speaker) ... and to be owned by a man could be it ... that confusing, arousing idea she can't get out of her mind now ... mostly men are more robust against moral rules, so it should be her ...

 

[yuna1981]

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