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I could collect and submit them as an anthology.
What do you say all?
I wouldn't want to infringe on your author's rights.
Make me dirty
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What do you say all?
I wouldn't want to infringe on your author's rights.
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I thought about going longer for those other possibilities, but decided to end it there so I could post it here and share quicker.
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As long as the authors are properly credited, I say it sounds like a great idea.
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What about you Gwanji?
Does this idea appeal to you?
Even Silk, I need your confirmation and approval, sweetie.
Word: Catharsis (A purification or cleansing, especially emotional. / Purging of the digestive system.)
I was thinking of making one my first story, but I want to polish it a little first and fix typos. I don't have any stories yet. So not so keen on anthology just yet but perhaps a bit later when we have done more work here. It is really getting hotter and clever here now.
Word: Catharsis
OK I will take it.
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No anthology then. I thought it was your suggestion at the start. My bad.
Go for it, sister. Can't wait to read you.
Gwanji, you're next, right?
Word: Catharsis
A Little Bit of Pleasure
I climbed into the cab thinking, tired, over it, couldn't give a fuck any more. I really don't need to keep doing this. I have no idea why I keep working, I have plenty of money, nice apartment, love my country shack. Thinking about the shack makes me feel a bit better. Perhaps I should take a week or two and go and enjoy it. I love the feel of the place, nestled deep in the forest, away from everyone. I really think I could retire there.
Lying back relaxing as the cab rocks and rolls gently over the road. Gazing out of the window looking at the lights flash past, the people on the street corners waiting to cross. That's the bloody problem, I would miss all this too much. I love the coffee shops and the dirt and grime, the sound of the alarms on the cars and trucks rushing to their emergencies. Tired, I am just tired, I have been working too hard. I am needed I should learn to say no. I know how much I help people, reduce their stress, give them a safe place, probably safer than anywhere they have in the outside world. "Fuck it, whatever" I murmur under my breath. Looking back at the life flying past me through the streets, this is my catharsis, my winding down time after my day, well one of them. I could ride through the streets for hours in a cab just letting the lights dazzle me and the people entertain me.
I sigh a deep sigh as the cab pulls up outside my apartment building, home, home, home again James. Stupid saying 'Home James' lord knows where I first heard it, but it has been with me ever since. Reluctantly leaving the cab after paying for the lovely ride. Walking into the building through the sliding glass doors, these are locked at night but I am home early today. No more appointments with the mighty overlords of industry and politicians, thank heavens. Poor bastards, having to deal with me! Smiles a soft smile as I greet the doorman, Jack, nice man, friendly and welcoming, very nice to come home to. Happy man with a happy face and words. Probably not all that well off but you would never know it, the way he is so kind to some of the wealthy pricks who live in this building.
The elevator gliding up, always liked that 'up' motion feeling. The down journey is not as fun, it feels like whatever I have just eaten, may fling upward and out, with the movement of the sinking elevator.
The doors whoosh open I only have a short walk to my apartment, opening the door, I still get a rush at the expanse of windows, looking out at the city scape. Wonderful view day or night. Night is best, it twinkles its colors for me. Dragging in a deep breath, picking up the remote and flicking on the music of the night, no not really, a bit of Bach, JS, to sooth the nerves. I think a glass of Shiraz would help, pulling out one of those huge oversized glasses, makes the wine smell so good, holds in all the subtle aromas of the wine. Lying back on the leather Chesterfield, sipping wine and listening to the music, this is another cathartic moment. "I shall be back", I say to the wine as I go into the bedroom to change. Sliding out of my black Mohair overcoat, so light, so warm, lovely. Slipping it back onto the hanger in the wardrobe, lifting the lever to take it aloft and out of the way.
Turning to the full length mirror in the wardrobe I begin to take off my day wear. Flicking the stockings off the little buttons on the corset bands, then starting work on the black leather corset. Finally undone, moan of pleasure at being released. I always wipe it down with a cloth of clear wax shine to condition it, keep it soft. Back onto its hanger and lifting it aloft into its place. Lifting a leg up onto the stool, sliding down the invisible zips on the side of the stiletto lace up boots. Pulling them off and sliding in their filler thingos to keep their shape and giving them a wax wipe over as well. Dropping them back into their place with the other shoes. The makeup comes off with the makeup pads then undoing the bun at the base of my neck, shaking my hair free, Pulling off my stockings which have sagged down to my calves. "Right Mistress, now it is your turn for a little stress relief, a little pleasure"! Moving back to retrieve my wine, settle back, naked on the Chesterfield and drift away with the wine and the music.
Word : fornicate
I climbed into the cab thinking, tired, over it, couldn't give a fuck any more. I really don't need to keep doing this. I have no idea why I keep working, I have plenty of money, nice apartment, love my country shack. Thinking about the shack makes me feel a bit better. Perhaps I should take a week or two and go and enjoy it. I love the feel of the place, nestled deep in the forest, away from everyone. I really think I could retire there.
Lying back relaxing as the cab rocks and rolls gently over the road. Gazing out of the window looking at the lights flash past, the people on the street corners waiting to cross. That's the bloody problem, I would miss all this too much. I love the coffee shops and the dirt and grime, the sound of the alarms on the cars and trucks rushing to their emergencies. Tired, I am just tired, I have been working too hard. I am needed I should learn to say no. I know how much I help people, reduce their stress, give them a safe place, probably safer than anywhere they have in the outside world. "Fuck it, whatever" I murmur under my breath. Looking back at the life flying past me through the streets, this is my catharsis, my winding down time after my day, well one of them. I could ride through the streets for hours in a cab just letting the lights dazzle me and the people entertain me.
I sigh a deep sigh as the cab pulls up outside my apartment building, home, home, home again James. Stupid saying 'Home James' lord knows where I first heard it, but it has been with me ever since. Reluctantly leaving the cab after paying for the lovely ride. Walking into the building through the sliding glass doors, these are locked at night but I am home early today. No more appointments with the mighty overlords of industry and politicians, thank heavens. Poor bastards, having to deal with me! Smiles a soft smile as I greet the doorman, Jack, nice man, friendly and welcoming, very nice to come home to. Happy man with a happy face and words. Probably not all that well off but you would never know it, the way he is so kind to some of the wealthy pricks who live in this building.
The elevator gliding up, always liked that 'up' motion feeling. The down journey is not as fun, it feels like whatever I have just eaten, may fling upward and out, with the movement of the sinking elevator.
The doors whoosh open I only have a short walk to my apartment, opening the door, I still get a rush at the expanse of windows, looking out at the city scape. Wonderful view day or night. Night is best, it twinkles its colors for me. Dragging in a deep breath, picking up the remote and flicking on the music of the night, no not really, a bit of Bach, JS, to sooth the nerves. I think a glass of Shiraz would help, pulling out one of those huge oversized glasses, makes the wine smell so good, holds in all the subtle aromas of the wine. Lying back on the leather Chesterfield, sipping wine and listening to the music, this is another cathartic moment. "I shall be back", I say to the wine as I go into the bedroom to change. Sliding out of my black Mohair overcoat, so light, so warm, lovely. Slipping it back onto the hanger in the wardrobe, lifting the lever to take it aloft and out of the way.
Turning to the full length mirror in the wardrobe I begin to take off my day wear. Flicking the stockings off the little buttons on the corset bands, then starting work on the black leather corset. Finally undone, moan of pleasure at being released. I always wipe it down with a cloth of clear wax shine to condition it, keep it soft. Back onto its hanger and lifting it aloft into its place. Lifting a leg up onto the stool, sliding down the invisible zips on the side of the stiletto lace up boots. Pulling them off and sliding in their filler thingos to keep their shape and giving them a wax wipe over as well. Dropping them back into their place with the other shoes. The makeup comes off with the makeup pads then undoing the bun at the base of my neck, shaking my hair free, Pulling off my stockings which have sagged down to my calves. "Right Mistress, now it is your turn for a little stress relief, a little pleasure"! Moving back to retrieve my wine, settle back, naked on the Chesterfield and drift away with the wine and the music.
Word : fornicate
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Loved all the attention to detail in the descriptions throughout the story. A very nice twist at the end when her occupation is revealed.
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Beautiful story, well told, as usual.
Silk needs to relax and be herself after a day as Mistress.
Sleep well, my friend. You sound like you need it.
I didn't think anyone but me still called it a Chesterfield.
Word : fornicate (Have fun Gwanji. I'll take the following one.)
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I've got a story brewing, so I'll jump in on one of the next ones, altering the story to fit whatever word is dealt
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I think we're waiting for Gwanji, then it's my turn.
I'm itching to jump on the keyboard fingertips first.
What do you say Gwanji? Up for it?
Word: Fornicate
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I can wait - Gwanji, then Angel, then me (unless Silk wants to jump in)
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The fire was nearly down to embers. It had only been built up to prepare supper anyway. The hunter had no fear of wild animals. They feared him.
His faithful companion lay on the ground at his back, a comforting presence as well as a source of welcome heat in the cooling autumn night. This would be their last season in the mountains together. A long and hard life they had shared among the high peaks.
A low growl announced the last member of their party. A grizzled old wolf he rescued as a pup trying to suckle at its dead mother’s cold teat. He trapped a wild goat and cared for it. They adopted each other as wild things sometimes did.
They slept their last night near the town where he had come to sell the proofs if his skills. Every year, the pelts brought less than the year before. It wouldn’t be worth the effort to come back.
With the proceeds, he bought a quarter the provisions he usually did, he rented a bitch, a stallion and a woman so the three could fornicate one last time. The rest he gave to the town drunk. It might as well be of some enjoyment to someone.
In the morning, they would begin the arduous trek back to their cabin, where no one but they could go.
The only home they had known for so long.
Sorry Gwanji. This will be my last contribution for a while. I need to get back to my own stories which I have sadly neglected while I played in these threads. Have fun one and all. 'Til we meet again.
Word: Joy
His faithful companion lay on the ground at his back, a comforting presence as well as a source of welcome heat in the cooling autumn night. This would be their last season in the mountains together. A long and hard life they had shared among the high peaks.
A low growl announced the last member of their party. A grizzled old wolf he rescued as a pup trying to suckle at its dead mother’s cold teat. He trapped a wild goat and cared for it. They adopted each other as wild things sometimes did.
They slept their last night near the town where he had come to sell the proofs if his skills. Every year, the pelts brought less than the year before. It wouldn’t be worth the effort to come back.
With the proceeds, he bought a quarter the provisions he usually did, he rented a bitch, a stallion and a woman so the three could fornicate one last time. The rest he gave to the town drunk. It might as well be of some enjoyment to someone.
In the morning, they would begin the arduous trek back to their cabin, where no one but they could go.
The only home they had known for so long.
Sorry Gwanji. This will be my last contribution for a while. I need to get back to my own stories which I have sadly neglected while I played in these threads. Have fun one and all. 'Til we meet again.
Word: Joy
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Angel that story had a sad beauty to it
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I'm glad to see that I haven't lost my touch to evoque emotions.
It's a story of deep friendship transcending all else.
Be happy for the three companions as they move to the next level of existence together.
That's the whole point of the story.
Didn't the next word tell you something?
Word: Joy
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No it sort of made me feel as though the the trapper was taking his friends with him to perish alone in their cabin and it was going to be a joyful relief and then you seemed to be signing off from us as well. It just had me screaming NOooooo!
Words can be so easily misunderstood.
....and I have had dear friends suicide and attempt suicide so I am very conscious of 'signing' off signals, euphemisms and the like, maybe too much these days.
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Sweet silk do you want to write a tale of joy or shall I?
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Sorry. I thought it was clear that they were so much more than friends. They were life-companions. Now, they are old and tired. He won't perish alone at all. They will move on as they lived: together.
I am NOT signing off on you at all. I only need to regroup my writing energies toward my own stories. I've been trying for a couple of days and my mind was somewhere else. That's all there is to it.
Thank you for caring. It touches me deeply. I will be back soon. G'day mates!
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I was writing a story this afternoon and I almost named my main character 'Joy'. LOL
Instead I went with Ariel. The story is called 'Angel of mercy'. (Wink, wink, Nudge, nudge.)
Go for it Gary, joy is yours.
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Jerry and Kathy had decided to book a romantic weekend summer getaway at a romantic resort to celebrate their 10th anniversary. They arrived late afternoon Friday and enjoyed dinner together in the resort's elegant dining room as part of their all inclusive package.
They enjoyed a romantic evening in the room, which started with cuddling on the bed before progressing to oral sex in the form of a 69. Once they were both fully aroused, Kathy rolled onto her back and Jerry mounted her missionary style. He started with slow and steady thrusts as she kept her legs spread wide for him. She had her arms wrapped around his shoulders, he had his hands on either side of her head. They looked into each other's eyes, sharing in the joy of their love and of the moment. He intensified the pace and she wrapped her legs around his waist before he finally exploded deep inside her moments after her body tensed in orgasm. He collapsed onto her as the hugged and kissed, enjoying the moment.
The couple moved to the deluxe shower for two where they soaped each other up and continued to share in the joy of their anniversary weekend alone - away from life's stresses.
The next day however, Kathy gave Jerry the biggest surprise of his life. Kathy was 5-foot-2 and full figured. She got angry anytime Jerry tried buying her something from Victoria's Secret or any slinky lingerie saying she hated how fat she looked in those sexy clothes, instead preferring to pick out sexy, but not overly revealing teddys and nighties to turn Jerry on with. Jerry was 5-foot-7 and very average looking with a slight pot belly. So when they decided to venture over to the resort's jacuzzi, you can imagine Jerry's shock when Kathy came out of the bathroom wearing a black string bikini where the top barely covered her aureola and the bottoms were just a thin strip of material over her pussy and barely covering her ass.
He whistled at her when she came out.
"Let's get over there quickly before I change my mind" she said.
Jerry quickly put on his swim trunks and they walked over hand-in-hand carrying their towels in their free hand.
A few guys turned their heads and smiled when they walked past.
"Those guys were checking me out," Kathy exclaimed to Jerry.
"See, I told you that if you dressed sexy other guys would find you sexy," Jerry replied. "And seeing you like this, knowing other guys are checking you out is turning me on."
With that he guided the hand he was holding to his crotch and swiped it against his hardening cock.
Kathy smiled at him and laughed.
When they got to the jacuzzi they were shocked that nobody else was around the pool or jacuzzi area.
The jacuzzi was in a slightly secluded area next to the pool, down a stone staircase of five steps from the pool. The beautiful stone landscaping also partially hid the jacuzzi from the pool.
Jerry told Kathy to get in the jacuzzi and he'd set the dial for the maximum to turn it on. Jerry got into the jacuzzi, which was already going full blast with the jets.
"Happy Anniversary baby," Kathy said as she greeted Jerry with a hug and kiss putting something in his hand.
It took him a moment to realize that she had just handed him her bikini bottoms.
"I want you now," she said to him as she hugged him plunging her tongue into his mouth.
He took a quick nervous look around.
"What if we get caught?"
"So what, nobody here knows us, besides I know you want me," she said as she reached into his trunks, pulling out his stiff cock and stroking it.
He pushed his trunks down halfway to free his cock more.
She pushed him back so he was seated and then climbed onto his lap and mounted him.
She started riding him slowly at first.
Both of them lost in a moment of joy as her pussy wrapped itself around his cock.
The joy continued as she slowly increased the pace.
He started pushing his hips up to meet her riding.
They were trying to stay quiet, but soft moans were escaping their lips.
Their splashing intensified as their joy increased.
Finally they came together in a moment of pure bliss, which coincided with several other things happening.
As she was dismounting him they heard voices coming toward them and the jacuzzi was stopping. Jerry called over to the new couple asking if they could turn the jets back on before coming over. They did, which gave Jerry and Kathy just enough time to slide their bottoms back on.
After several minutes of small talk with the new couple Kathy and Jerry climbed out, grabbed their towels and went back to their room.
The rest of the weekend was spent in many more moments of joy and love, but none topping the jacuzzi adventure.
They enjoyed a romantic evening in the room, which started with cuddling on the bed before progressing to oral sex in the form of a 69. Once they were both fully aroused, Kathy rolled onto her back and Jerry mounted her missionary style. He started with slow and steady thrusts as she kept her legs spread wide for him. She had her arms wrapped around his shoulders, he had his hands on either side of her head. They looked into each other's eyes, sharing in the joy of their love and of the moment. He intensified the pace and she wrapped her legs around his waist before he finally exploded deep inside her moments after her body tensed in orgasm. He collapsed onto her as the hugged and kissed, enjoying the moment.
The couple moved to the deluxe shower for two where they soaped each other up and continued to share in the joy of their anniversary weekend alone - away from life's stresses.
The next day however, Kathy gave Jerry the biggest surprise of his life. Kathy was 5-foot-2 and full figured. She got angry anytime Jerry tried buying her something from Victoria's Secret or any slinky lingerie saying she hated how fat she looked in those sexy clothes, instead preferring to pick out sexy, but not overly revealing teddys and nighties to turn Jerry on with. Jerry was 5-foot-7 and very average looking with a slight pot belly. So when they decided to venture over to the resort's jacuzzi, you can imagine Jerry's shock when Kathy came out of the bathroom wearing a black string bikini where the top barely covered her aureola and the bottoms were just a thin strip of material over her pussy and barely covering her ass.
He whistled at her when she came out.
"Let's get over there quickly before I change my mind" she said.
Jerry quickly put on his swim trunks and they walked over hand-in-hand carrying their towels in their free hand.
A few guys turned their heads and smiled when they walked past.
"Those guys were checking me out," Kathy exclaimed to Jerry.
"See, I told you that if you dressed sexy other guys would find you sexy," Jerry replied. "And seeing you like this, knowing other guys are checking you out is turning me on."
With that he guided the hand he was holding to his crotch and swiped it against his hardening cock.
Kathy smiled at him and laughed.
When they got to the jacuzzi they were shocked that nobody else was around the pool or jacuzzi area.
The jacuzzi was in a slightly secluded area next to the pool, down a stone staircase of five steps from the pool. The beautiful stone landscaping also partially hid the jacuzzi from the pool.
Jerry told Kathy to get in the jacuzzi and he'd set the dial for the maximum to turn it on. Jerry got into the jacuzzi, which was already going full blast with the jets.
"Happy Anniversary baby," Kathy said as she greeted Jerry with a hug and kiss putting something in his hand.
It took him a moment to realize that she had just handed him her bikini bottoms.
"I want you now," she said to him as she hugged him plunging her tongue into his mouth.
He took a quick nervous look around.
"What if we get caught?"
"So what, nobody here knows us, besides I know you want me," she said as she reached into his trunks, pulling out his stiff cock and stroking it.
He pushed his trunks down halfway to free his cock more.
She pushed him back so he was seated and then climbed onto his lap and mounted him.
She started riding him slowly at first.
Both of them lost in a moment of joy as her pussy wrapped itself around his cock.
The joy continued as she slowly increased the pace.
He started pushing his hips up to meet her riding.
They were trying to stay quiet, but soft moans were escaping their lips.
Their splashing intensified as their joy increased.
Finally they came together in a moment of pure bliss, which coincided with several other things happening.
As she was dismounting him they heard voices coming toward them and the jacuzzi was stopping. Jerry called over to the new couple asking if they could turn the jets back on before coming over. They did, which gave Jerry and Kathy just enough time to slide their bottoms back on.
After several minutes of small talk with the new couple Kathy and Jerry climbed out, grabbed their towels and went back to their room.
The rest of the weekend was spent in many more moments of joy and love, but none topping the jacuzzi adventure.
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