Just one Line.

I'll give you two from Mature Hot Wife Turns a Trick (edited version - awaiting to be republished). It's about my wife who once-a-year fulfills her fantasy of selling her body - all with my knowledge and support. Her 'John' is the owner of a record store.

"No, they are not the perky, gravity-defying breasts of a 20 or 30-something; they are indeed the breasts of a more mature woman, but they are every bit as beautiful and every bit as arousing to look at as any Hot Record Guy has ever seen."

And... After helping her out of her yoga pants (she's bent over a table and he's kneeling behind her).

"His breathing halts as he beholds her perfect labia and clitoris - both dark, swollen and wet from arousal; he would love nothing more than to bury his face between her cheeks and orally ravish it all, including her pert little anus - all pink and sweetly puckered as if awaiting a kiss."
 
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Violates the one line rule, but is necessary for the impact.
She was my mad little impulse kiss at a first year varsity party - a dare from a friend who'd noticed the way that the tall, dark, Celtic goddess was staring at me with such naked wonder and longing. Somehow that dare had become a date that had become a relationship that had became six years of heaven on earth... that then ended with an undiagnosed heart defect and no time to say even one of the things I'd so desperately needed to say to her.
and another, from the same work:
She passed me by and stumbled on; I caught her faint, hopeless sobs on the morning's mourning wind.
 
My friend, Imogen, says that when her husband emits semen In the morning he is far more productive and it assuages any foul humour he may have.
 
And so here I was, relegated to providing advice to a ditzy blonde, with impulse control issues, and slightly disturbing tastes in porn. It's worrying when a demon finds your kinks squicky, right?

When Emma Met Lily
 
I lean down, meeting her slightly salty lips, scent of sourcream and onions lingering on her breath. Those're the best crisps. I'll fight anyone who claims otherwise.

Movie Night (750)
 
@Djmac1031 might appreciate this if no one else does.



I say the words. The words I have avoided for so long. Until he unlocked them. Until he made me whole. He says he knows. So sweet to indulge my other hobbies.

From Me To You
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...and nearly commented "I don't care what you smell!" on the story in response.
 
What held you back 🤣?

Emily
That other visual image later in the piece caught my mental eye and won out in the "things to potentially comment about" deathmatch that occurs in my head at the end of each story I read :)
 
That other visual image later in the piece caught my mental eye and won out in the "things to potentially comment about" deathmatch that occurs in my head at the end of each story I read :)
This one?



A squeeze creates a short-lived liquid jewel. An inverted image shimmers briefly in its transparency. A darting tongue and it is no more. A foretaste of things to cum.
 
This one?



A squeeze creates a short-lived liquid jewel. An inverted image shimmers briefly in its transparency. A darting tongue and it is no more. A foretaste of things to cum.
Absolutely brilliant line, EM.
 
It’s easy to act like Sherlock Holmes after everything goes wrong. The truth, though, is that most of us can barely aspire to be Dr. Watson; hell, most of us are lucky if we’re a Gregson or a Lestrade.
 
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