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Quote by TonyaL
Good morning my sweet friends. I would love some tea to start my day. Had a rough night and am pretty sore this morning. Yes my body is reminding that yes I'm a year older. It truly is just another day here. Babysitting, laundry, maybe some writing. That's about it. Just the number changes from 40-41. I hope y'all have a great day and have a drink on me to help me celebrate. Hugs and love to y'all


Still a day to live and respect, so Happy Birthday!

And from someone with 1 1/2 times your years, aches and soreness are a way of life. When you quit feeling it all, it's time to check your status....lol

Adding a few leaves of mint to you glass, filling from a fresh brewed and properly chilled tea.
Quote by TheSensualLady
Hello everyone,

This is my first time in here. I hope there's room for another patron. I wanted to drop by and offer my congratulations on the name change and reaching 1000 pages. I'm buying drinks for everybody until the end of Hump Day in celebration. I'll have an ice-cold lemonade, please.


Welcome aboard, there SensualLady... you'll enjoy this place with the flow of folks rambling through. Thanks front the refill. I'll enjoy a tall glass of iced coffee, left over from yesterday morning with a double shot of BAILEYS.
Quote by Jimwillhavefun
Shhhhh....don't tell anyone.

I tried something new tonight and wrote a poem. I submitted it but we will see if it gets published. LOL.

POET am I. Think not I do.

Can I get an Iced tea kind, sir, while I await my fate?


Jim.... thought the full moon was last week.... you feeling o.k!?

Better get you another drink.
Quote by AmeliaLeigh
I am so excited!! My very first story was approved smile I’m so nervous yet so excited too lol

I think I need something to help me sleep... what do you suggest?


Yes, a tailgaters, will do you well.... read the store! Fun to read.

Have fun with your writing.
Soon to be 980 pages of Barroom Babble, greetings and salutations, grumps and groans..... This is quit the achievement. What we doing to Celebrate??




I got the folks over at Shutterstock.com to snap a pic of the Breakfast Bar, I set up for all to enjoy as we roll into the celebration.



Enjoy the day.....
Happy waking up to get,another Monday.... guessing as to what things goats to get done. Better refill that "Big boy cup" of mine.... get on the road.
Curvy, thanks for waking up and making coffee....

You all stay healthy and get on with the day!
Green Man.... sounds like a great trip.

Buz..... I personally would rather watch a young team grow and learn then some over paid "big names" screw up a season...lol still early in the season..... have fun cheering them on.

For those who read my "Woe is me" post earlier this week, the doc suggested cutting back or at least not being so aggressive with my trout fly tying.... chest pain was likely cramping from two days of effort. pace myself and plan ahead, he said.... What's he know... he hates fishing....
Though, waking up in middle of night to chest pain at my age is a bit disturbing....

A late night glass of brandy, please.... looking to sleep in tomorrow, catch up on pacing myself....
Quote by RumpleForeskin
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InThisMoment wrote: Please may I have a blueberry Moscow mule mocktail... Ne, I wrote: No. At least not in this joint while I'm behind the bar. Sorry about that...honest. ;)




1/4
cup fresh blueberries
1/2
lime, juice only
1
teaspoon sugar
1
(9 oz.) ginger beer
Crushed ice

Let me pitch in, Rump....you know I enjoy those fluffy drinks...lol

still breathing today....


If today is my last, don't cry for me....
Open the bar and serve a free round....
Cheer or curse, but drink one down....
Know the pain in my heart has left, you see....

As I lay here upon my bed, wondering what's to be...
Of all I will miss is this place I call Lushville....
Knowing you all here, near fixed my ill....
If today is my last, don't cry to me....


In all my years visiting, or should I say, escaping the world around me, I never expected to find what I did here in Lushville. Beyond the stories, had grown a world of pure energy, that has kept me alive... I wake this day, once more, listening to the birds chirp to call up the sun. It's that last hour that darkness hangs on to my soul, that hour that tells me I can make it.... that I can turn out the light, and not be in the blackness as the slightest of vision allows at least, shadows to be see... and that as the day awakens, I can rest....

I pray this time, that this is not my last posting....
Quote by curvygalore


Hahaha! I'm being serenaded! Kind of.

That deserves a beer.

And ITM I knew what you meant. Helps that I'm a woman and from the UK!


Was a bit of fun, had this day, simply taken off a day from work... sun shining through open window, as I ready my trout flies. Old fingers can only time this critters for so long before needing a break.

A glass of Port, and and cranking up the music and back to the creation of the flies.

Glad you found entertainment in my efforts.
I have Curvy on my mind....
And tears in my beer

I take a spot at the end of the bar
My drink in hand
As I listen to the band
Seeing her there from afar.

Her dark of hair
Her yellowed dress
My nerves of steel, but yet such a mess
Can't do much more then stair

Others come by, to sit next to her
Talk a bit and making her smile
So far away, a country mile
My mind a fog, turning a blur

My glass is empty, here yet alone
Him and her, both are gone
I sit here alone, my face so drawn
Ringing in my ears; wife on the phone.




Better make it a double, Rump......
Quote by curvygalore


Well current archaeological theory has it that there is no 'real' Boudicca and that she is just a very effective mythical figurehead perhaps drawn from several real-life figures.

And I am pretty random and silly and not from East Anglia and still a Celt (although that's a sort of random grouping too!) Hopefully I have enough tribeswoman grit in my DNA to get Big Bertha going on hump day!


Darn you, Curvy.... you trying to knock all the,wind out of my fantasies of storming the countryside with a warrior queen, living a Celtic dream of the clans sealing their ties through "close intermingling" within the encampment while we enjoy food feasting and beer slurping? A few more line and we could of "Historical"..... guessing we could try for "outdoors"....
Quote by honeydipped
in a sun drenched room on a lazy afternoon.


Sitting in an oversized chair, watching honeydipped, stretched across her bed, slowly rolling her clit with one hand while pinching a nipple with the other hand as the sun traces shadows and brightness across the room over the course of an afternoon. All that time, my own hand works the hardness of my cock, edging my excitement to a point of catching my breath at times; my mind flooded by the image, the smells and the sounds of her fingers dipping into her heated, swollen pinkness.....
Quote by curvygalore
I'm not a Londoner, just a random Celt. Just think of me as Boudicca with a beer bottle on each hand. Talking of which...


There is little random to the Queen of British Celtic Iceni tribe, for she stood against the pesky Romans, back in the day. Though the effort failed, her spirit lived on.... stand proudly... Here, here.... a cheer of two beer... from the distant North, depended Sons of Fergus!
Quote by InThisMoment
Howdy y’all
(I’m trying to watch my figure).


Yes.... well, several of us have been watching your figure...
Welcome to Lushville and glade you braved it to stroll into Rumplations. The place kinda grows on ya after a while. As a cocoa pleasure aficionado, I can assure you that we have it in must all usable forms (Careful, there are a few loose fantasies floating around here on the topic).

I'll have mine double dipped, rolled in mocha latte powder, then allowed to set at room temperature until ready to use.....

And while I wait, cup of coffee, please.XzdQ1Q9EwGaZozvg
Quote by curvygalore
Thanks Larry and good morning everyone!

As I seem to be first in on this cloudy Monday, I'll get big Bertha cranked up and give the place a sweep around. I might even give the tables a wipe while I'm at it. *scuttles into storeroom to search for bleach and rubber gloves*



Thanks, Curvy.....
Nothing opens the breathing pathways like the smell of my 32 oz. Tall Boy Thermos filled with "double thick", burping from Big Bertha, two scoops of Double Dutch Mocha, and a whiff of a freshly wiped counter....bleach has that affect...
I managed a couple pounds of crispy fried pepper bacon, and 2doz poached eggs, set on fresh butter milk biscuits plated and left on the bar... beats the pants of the crew at Micky-D's..... (bring your own cheese.... I was out.... )
You all have a great day to start the week.
Quote by RumpleForeskin
Since Jeff has been anointed by Weekender as Lush's 'monster sex' expert (one hopes of the fiction writing variety) the rest of Lushland may or may not be waiting on his explaination of just how in hell a 'Masked' contest can involve tentacle sex. ;)


Rump, put your glasses on straight.... it was Ping giving "Verbs" the buttering of being "master of monster sex"....

[quoteVerbs, the author of many fine stories including, Godzilla Says Climax, Damn It! I believe I've prostituted your services. If you haven't already, you may be contacted by Brandie (see dreams thread) about her Dragon Sex dream. I read the first part of her story on another site. I think it could be edited and published here. She was initially told it was too beasty for Lush's standards. Things have changed. I recommended she chat with you, given you are the resident monster sex guy. I hope she does. She most certainly is a character and her story is wickedly erotic.

Understand how the lines around here can start running together after near 29000 replies in the thread...

Off to the salt mine... no one is buying out any of my business, this week... lol... Jim.... hope that works to your benefit!!
Quote by simplyjohn
Empty toilet roll coated internally in swarfega.


I thought Swarfega is an industrial class hand cleaner?? Do they also make a hand conditioner as well??
Black Vampire


Ya.... if they don't pay in blood, suck the life out of them....lol
Rump.... before you fuss about Last Call, I'd like a Take-a-home-a-jug, filled with some whiskey Sour, to sip through the night. I picked some fixen's to mix in a ratio as follows:

50ml of Jameson
25ml of freshly-squeezed lemon juice
15ml of sugar syrup
15ml of egg white
3 dashs of sloe berry bitters
Cherry or lemon twist for garnish

By mixing Irish whiskey and lemon juice with egg white and sloe berry bitters, you get a delicious classic cocktail that has really stood the test of time. Plus, if we are using Jameson Black Barrel, you get the added bonus of enhanced spiciness, vanilla sweetness and sherry fruit in what is already a very tasty cocktail.

Quite the day.... checked in and out at work today in just short 5 hrs... Enjoy an afternoon nap.
It goes to show:
1) Some (on either side) hear what they want to hear.
2) Some will spin anything until the wholes line up...
And
3) Horniness or the need to "get even" trumps logic, near 100% of time.
Not to hijack here, but of those who said "no sitting without panties.... of such..."

I'm wondering ... As my mind spins and sputter with the images of puffy pinkness and smooth skin, possible dampness, warmth, and all out sexiness, and in reconsideration of the "next-to-nothingness" that make up panties, how do they protect you from anything?

Then I flip a step farther and wonder what said next-to-nothingness, passes on to the mouths of those who experience panties, removed from said bottoms, as gags?
Quote by LovingSadist
I love how this section is “Ask the gals” and at least a third of the responses is men answering this question. Guys, you’re ruining this for me. I’m going through looking st all these girls with their sexy responses and there you are with your blank avatar saying, “I’d fuck two chicks at once.”

Let me let you in on a secret. We all already knew you were into this before you even responded.


And you can't come to terms with who is who, to your own point, that you had to dip in with the others?
Get over yourself....
Quote by RumpleForeskin
Tucumincary Tequila


Rump.... Sounds good!.... As for making tea....thank you for the compliment of "profoundly reverent".... the last person to refer to me as "profoundly" was a Nun back in 2nd grade, and I recall that the next word had nothing to do with "reverent"

I do tend to take my Tea Mixology seriously.... my wife fusses about the 28 different tea types and blends in the top of the pantry.... I tend to laugh and remind he she can't reach that high anyhow... to leave it alone.
Quote by RumpleForeskin
Sara's Sweet Iced Tea and tequila drink?


Sara's Sweet TnT..... Or there needs to be a "Southern Porch Swing".

View that as Sara, sitting on a porch swing, those strappy wedged sandals, pastel flowered sun dress with a few extra buttons opened at the thigh, and a floppy stripped cane hat.... it's Sunday afternoon, about 1:35 p.m....

She is sipping a tall slim glass,of sweet tea... the kind that started out the evening before with a cup of sugar sifted slowly into a large blacked pot of water; brought to a rolling boil then turned off but stirred constantly until that sugar turns to a clear syrup. It's then cooled to room temp.... added to the gallon jar that granny left you.... along with 3/4 cup of special tea blend and a cup of fresh honeysuckle blossoms.... Set over night and finished all morning on the picnic table... there in the bright sun. It's later, chilled with fresh crushed block ice to the point of that drippy sweat running down its sides.... a full shot of Gran Patron Burdeos Tequila Anejo, stirred in with a long spoon....

An there is Ms. Sara..... "Whow.....If this was any better, we'd be calling it Orgasmic Ice Tea..."
Quote by sprite


go sit in the corner with your nose against the wall until i tell you otherwise.


That might be the deal of the week.... some pay extra for that.....


I have the storyline!! I just can't write it! Thank you all the same for your generosity.


Well, then my offer remains, but I'll add if you need a proofed, a fluffier, a relaxation therapist, or an instigator of alternative thoughts and fantasies, keep me in mind. And with your boat ride, considering who's going, you might observe enough going one's to get it done

Set up a few, Rump.... save you the risk of experiencing a "Loosie-goosie" on the way over. Some done get back to their normal levels of constipation, for a few days after Dr. Holechecker gets done with you.
Quote by Jimwillhavefun
All I ever asked for was honest feedback from good writers. Thank you if you do.


Guess us undigested, non-competing reads don't count? I just finished the tree house story..

Guess I'll let the barn pigeons loose.....
Make sure we get to see the red marked draft when she get done.....



Drinks all around.... enjoy the evening.
Quote by Verbal
Car sex, no less. Fun!


Spoiler??? 1972 Ford Pinto hatchback or the 1970 Pontiac Lemans Sport 2 Door Convertible?
Quote by browncoffee
I so want to write a story but I just can't find the words!!!


Pitch me any ideas, or topic. You need / want to write..... I'll spin you a story line and you car polish it up...

What you got to loose? Just add me in a bit-line and all claims are yours...