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SixtyMinuteMan
3 weeks ago
Pan Male, 54
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Hidden. And thank you. Will it mess up the works if I submit the second part again? Don't want to keep lobbing the same story into someone's inbox again and again if that's not the hangup. I know the site links chapters together, will it work if I submit the second chapter linked to the first with the third already there and linking to the first as well?

I really do appreciate the quick response. I recall this site as feeling more collaborative than some, glad to have that reinforced.
My story "Samuel," submitted back in May, had to be broken up for being over the word count. I split it into three parts, but somehow in the resubmitting the second chapter got lost. I asked that the third chapter not be put up until we'd dealt with the second, but here we are a month later, the third is still up, the second isn't, and I have no idea why. I'm not getting any reply from the Admin, who I'm sure is very busy and who, to be clear, I'm not throwing rocks at at all.

Submitting it over the word count was my mistake. I know I write longer than Lush publishes, it's why I don't often publish here. I should have checked more carefully. The word count on one of my published stories here is close to 11k and I just dopey-do figured that meant the word count was something like 15k and Samuel would be fine. Mea culpa.

Can we just please fix my poor broken baby? I've got a lot of hours in that story and when it's whole I think it's pretty good. Please let me know if you have the middle part- I've sent it twice- and please, pretty please, take down the third part until the second is up.

Thanks for your time.
Born on Camp Pendleton Marine base, raised on a farm in Appalachia, moved to California in the service, lived in the Bay area, Washington state, Nevada, Ohio, Oregon, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Thailand, Malaysia, couple places in Japan, and finally San Diego.
Man, the new uniforms still look weird to me. And I agree about that girl. I adore girls who are smarter than me (all together now: "That really doesn't narrow the field much.")
I could see a True Story tag, for those who'd want to use it, but a section seems problematic to me. I suspect that a big chunk of the stories here are "Well, some of it's true, but..." type stories. I know mine are, they fall into four broad categories:

1)Entirely true- Not many, and the thing is that I'd probably never cop to it on any particular story.
2)Entirely made up- The more time goes on, the more of my stories fall straight into this category.
3)The sex is mostly real, but the situation is made up- A lot, a lot of my stories are stuff that happened within our circle of sex-positive friends back when we were in college, but I've made up a scenario where they happened with strangers because it's that much hotter and that much more fun to write.
4)The inverse of the above- The situation is/was real, but in real life nobody actually fucked. Good few here, too.

And the can of worms thing is very real, too. One of the reasons I quit posting on another story site *coughLitcough* is that stories in any of several categories get inundated with hate. This place seems free of that in my (admittedly limited) experience, but I suspect that would change real quick if an story was marked as real. Or a gay story, or any MMF, etc.
My life partner is 4'10" or 4'11", although she tries to claim 5'1", and she weighs between 85 and 90 pounds most of the time. When we met at the UW 15 years ago (15 years? Holy, fuck, I'm old!) I didn't even hit on her at first because I thought she was a high school student taking college classes or something. Tiny.

As to whether I like tiny bodies for their own sake... hard so say if I've got a preference. There are things to love about big girls and small ones. It's fun to be with someone with a lot of strength, but I've probably filled most of my urge toward that by being with men. And there are definitely fun aspects to tiny girls in bed. When we're in the right mood our sex gets extremely, um, let's go with the word athletic.

What I'm saying in my long-winded way is yes. I like petite girls. Obviously when we talk about relationships bodies don't matter, but speaking simply about physical attraction, yeah. Petite is great.
Bwahahahaha!!!

The Onion really hit that one out of the park. As did you, for finding it. Hilarious.
*Checks stories*

I seem to go with "cock" a lot. A lot. Perhaps I need to copy WMM's list.
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Bareback all the way. Of course, I've only been with virgins. I can spot a 'loose woman' from a mile away.


Awesome, we should definitely hang out. You can point out all the loose women for me.

Now, can you tell degrees of looseness? Like, "Oh, hell, you just need to buy that girl one drink" vs. "Yeah, she gets around, but not until the third date."

Because that would be awesome.
Smoked pot -- $10

Did acid -- $5

Ever had sex at church -- $25 Does oral count? Probably.

Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you -- $40 What if I remember the person but not the name? Yeah, I suppose that counts. *grumble*

Beat up someone -- $20 No fair, I used to be a boxer, kinda!

Been jumped -- $10 Sexually, or as in beat up? Well, either way, I'm paying.

Crossed dressed -- $10

Given money to stripper -- $25

Been in love with a stripper -- $20

Kissed some one who's name you didn't know -- $0.10

Hit on some one of the same sex while at work -- $15

Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk-- $20 Does doing paperwork after the guys are all off the clock count? Damn, this is getting expensive.

Used toys while having sex -- $30

Got drunk, passed out and don't remember the night before-- $20

Went skinny dipping -- $5

Had sex in a pool -- $20

Kissed someone of the same sex -- $10

Had sex with someone of the same sex -- $20

Masturbated -- $10

Done oral -- $5

Got oral -- $5

Had sex with someone who has been in jail -- $25

Made a nasty home video -- $15

Had a threesome -- $50

Had sex in the wild -- $20

Been in the same room while someone was having sex -- $25

Had sex with someone 10 years older--$20

Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 --$25

Been in love with two people or more at the same time -$50

Been arrested -- $5

Spent time in jail -- $15

Done something you regret -- $20

Had sex with your best friend --$20

Had sex with someone you work with at work -- $25

Had anal sex -- $80

Lied to your mate -- $5 Hell, I must have at some point.

*******

So $595.10. Is there some kind of community service I can do in lieu of the fine?
Stuff I won't touch- , scat, kids, animals. And now felching. And rainbow-whatevers, I'm not even looking that one up.

Stuff I just can't pull off- . I won't even mess around with parent/child stuff, and sibling creeps me out too. A person I sometimes write for really wants some sister/sister smut, but I get the crawlies every time I try.
I've always thought that one of the unacknowledged benefits of condoms is that they give even us jaded old sluts a " " turn-on in condomless sex. Nothing hotter than going bareback when you're used to a raincoat.

And it's a kind of monogamy for the non-monogamous, if you follow. My cock thinks every girl on earth except my Marie is made of latex. Every time we have sex we are instantly and constantly reminded of our fluid bond and all the commitment it implies to each other.

As far as funny stories go, I've had a few amusing conversations when less-experienced partners have seen inside my bedside table. I keep several kinds of condoms in there- spermicidal, regular lube, unlubed, etc- as well as lube, of course, and a couple toys. And sometimes I forget that 95% of the population is very vanilla:

"Ready for another round? Grab us a condom out of that drawer."

"Hell yes, I... dude, what the hell? It looks like a sex shop in here."

"Oh, right. Just grab a spermicidal one. Blue box."

"Okay... um... little scared now..."

"Heh. Oh, it's not that bad. Spermicidal ones for the obvious, non-spermicidal for women whose bodies don't like the chemicals, and non-lubed for anal. Better to use lube from the bottle for buttfucking."

"B-buttfucking?"

"Relax, that's more of a third-date kind of thing."

"Oh my god. And the toys?"

"Weekend visit, don't you think?"

"...is this where I run screaming, or where I ask to move in?"

...

My funniest condom-related moment, though, is probably a you-had-to-be-there kind of thing. One night at a party we got to talking about magnum condoms and I pointed out that even pornstars don't use them, that you can stretch a regular condom over your head, etc, etc. So we go back and forth for a few minutes, laughing it up and teasing the guy who'd said he needed magnums, when suddenly my very drunk girlfriend says "Well, magnums have their uses. I pulled one over my hand when I fisted Karen." Dead silence falls, then "Oh my god, did I say that out loud?" Meanwhile poor Karen is trying to hide under the couch, red from neck to scalp.

Still one of the queen mothers of all drunken blurts, ever. But, like I said, probably not so funny to people who weren't there. Ah well.
Just a sexy picture. That's Quinne and Zoli from Suicide Girls. I love the combination of the "Desire" tattoo, the beauty of the girls, and the sensuality of the kiss.
Took this test years ago and came up INFP. Maybe I'll give it another go and see if a decade's made a difference.
The only moral issue I struggle with is safe sex. It's hard for me to write as though disease doesn't exist, even though friends insist that condoms break the immersion in the fantasy.

Silly of me, I know. I can spend hours dreaming up a scenario and a dialogue and all the things that go into making some truly outlandish sex seem like it actually happened, but I can't then pretend diseases don't exist. It's actually easier when I write the A.N. Roquelaure-esque fantasies my girl favors, which undoubtedly has to do with my own suspension of disbelief.

The readers' morality is an interesting subject, too. I hear a lot of bile when I put any kind of mmf action in a story, regardless of the scene or setup or level of realism. When I first started putting these out for public consumption I expected it would be the gay stories that would get the hate, but it seems to be "slutty" female behavior that enrages the prudes.
My writing, erotic and otherwise, started out as letters to a friend. In the beginning the letters were travelogues with passing references to sexual partners, but sex was a closed door to my friend and thus an endlessly fascinating topic, so as time passed... well, you get it.

It took six or seven years for us to start creating sexual fiction. And it was years after that before I was dreaming up the stories on my own. Now my hubris has grown to such an extent that I actually entertain the idea of someday getting paid for writing.

I should post a couple of the early stories. They're even more amateurish than the stuff I've already offered, but some of them are pretty hot.

The best thing about my path to writing erotica is that the collaborative nature of it taught me to write outside my own box. Endlessly rewarding, that.
In the real world, age is just a number so long as everyone goes into the relationship clear-eyed and knowing the issues the age difference will bring.

In fantasy? Hell, man, my girlfriend loves stories about sexual slavery. I love stories where one or more of the participants are way, way outside their comfort zone. Fantasy is just that. If it gets you off, have fun with it.
Like others have said in this thread: If it's a point of amused or titillating curiosity between a couple of sluts, I'll answer as honestly as I can. If it's that insecure comparison thing, I'll happily say that I don't remember the exact number, which is true. And I prefer my partners to have a history. Sluts are far more interesting than virgins, you know?

One of the many great things about my current relationship is that we have a unique history together. We were each other's college sweethearts and a couple of polyamorous sluts the entire while, then split up for about seven years. Since we were promiscuous together, there's no need to pretend that during our years apart we were chaste. Telling each other dirty stories is very frequent foreplay around here. And while neither of us is completely sure of our number, she now keeps a tally in a little notebook in hope of figuring hers out. It's cute, in a filthy slut kind of way.
1) What is the thing you can't live without?
Here comes the cheese: Love. So long as I can keep Herself, burn the rest. Less corny answer: My kitchen. Cooking comes close to Zen for me. It sets me right.
2) Do you believe in reincarnation, karma, etc.?
Karma in the sense of balance, yes. Reincarnation falls under my general agnosticism.
3) Would you marry for money or for love (can't be both)?
Love. I try to share Jesus' view of money. I'm a hypocrite, but I try.


1)What's the most reliable thing you can do by yourself to alter your mood after a rotten day?
2)You have a brand new iPod or similar device. What's the first song you upload to it?
3)Alcohol or THC?
My dick is so big that right now there are 3 Greenpeace activists chained to it. It's so big that my erections affect the tide. If I get erect outdoors on a windy day I have to watch out for resonant frequency or I'll end up like the Tacoma Narrows Bridge.

Or, y'know, somewhere in the average range. Which I suppose on the internet is 14 to 18 inches, right?

My tits, though, are incredible. Quadruple Z cups. They enter a room thirty seconds before I do.
1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
Some Madeira, boringly enough.
2. Is there anything on your hands?
A jade ring that was a gift, and that being stone has a life expectancy of about 27 minutes.
3. Should you be working right now?
Absolutely. I have three stories open and haven't written a word on any of them tonight.


1)If you could hop on a plane to anywhere, right now, where would it be?
2)If you could have one world-changing scientific epiphany, what would it be?
3)What's the last place you're ever likely to go back to?
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True, lol. But ask any guy who truly is hung like a mule and he will tell you of the times that he had a hard time having good sex because he was too big/wide/long. Now, for a guy to order up a super-size cock would be bad for him in the long run. It's impressive at first maybe, but scary after about 2 seconds, then impossible to really have good sex because you can only get 7 or 8 of 16 inches into us.

Practicality will limit most, I think.


Yeah, absolutely. I'm bi and have personal experience of the upper limit of useful cock size. Porn star cocks are most useful as a visual turn on, not as an actual sexual appendage. I'll write a big cock (or three) in a story, but in reality I prefer my body to stay in one piece through the entire sexual encounter.

But you know how a lot of "straight" guys are. They never get their own experience with big ones, so they never grow out of the size queen stage. We may see a rash of guys passing out from low blood pressure because their new cocks took 12 gallons to inflate. ;)
As a corollary question, where does this surgery end? We've seen breast augmentations the size of basketballs, are we going to see guys with cocks literally down to their knees? See some guy standing around a swing club idly twirling a three-foot cock? You know there are guys who'd do it.

Might be because I've been up all night, but that image really has me giggling.
I think you have to take breast augmentation within the context of the individual situation. A girl in our circle of friends is a model, and chose to get her breasts done in hopes of furthering her career. Hard to find fault there, and it certainly wouldn't stop me from dating, sleeping with, or generally lusting after her. On the other hand, my life partner has small breasts and her body is a wonderment to behold.

As a sign of a body-image issue, breast augmentation could be a red flag. As a body mod choice made from a healthy psychological place, it is what it is. Neither a turn on nor a turn off, I guess.
Nah, the length should be fine from the site's point of view. I just posted an 11,000 word story, which is well over 20 pages in Word.

As to what the reader wants... hell, I write stories that don't reach the sex until 5000 words are gone. I am DEFINITELY the wrong person to give advice here.
Yeah, all the time. It's pretty much the norm when I travel for work and am sleeping alone.
Jeph Jacques' fine musical taste as he draws tonight's Questionable Content strip. Never get tired of letting him introduce me to new stuff.
I'd have taken 1, 3, 4, and 5, if I could. Went with "recuperating" because it's both true and funny.

We were both full of joy because we'd vowed not to get hitched until our same-sex oriented friends could (we're both bi) and we managed to squeeze into the window between California's acceptance of gay marriage and Prop H8.