It was a sunny day in June, the birds were singing and white puffy clouds danced around in the sky. Guests sat there in a garden of roses surrounding them with tall grass below them as it swayed back and forth in the slight breeze brushing up against their shoes. He stood there in front of everyone in his simple white suit with a black silk shirt partially hidden behind his two button coat, with a small white bow tie and a folded black handkerchief in his coat pocket to accent the inverted color scheme of his suit. With a small smile on his face as he stood there adjusting his cuffs as if he were uncomfortable in the suit, he looked back as he watched her walk towards him down the petal covered path. ( Read more... )

Here's a rough draft of the first chapter from a story I've been playing around with for a while in my head. I finally decided to put the idea together into a full story.

Ding! Ding! his phone rang out again as he received another text message. He sighed as he pulled out the keys to his apartment, and muttered under his breath, "Gee, you'd think you'd get tired of spamming me after a few months, why did I tell her I have unlimited texts." He turned the knob and pushed open the door to his apartment. As the door few back he reached out to try and stop it, he exclaimed, "Damn it!" as the door banged against a table behind it. He tossed his keys and phone into a simple glass bowl sitting on the table as he slammed the door shut. He stood there in the dark looking around his small studio apartment, he stopped and focused on the window past his bed. "Okay, I know I didn't open that window..." ( Read more... )

This is what my friend came up on a whim of turning the start to a story I'm working on into an erotica.

She rushed over to him as he turned in his chair to face her and before he could blink he found her sitting on his lap wrapping her long legs around himself and the chair. She grabbed the back of his head, amazingly somehow managing to hold onto his short hair and he could feel the nails slightly digging into the back of his skull. She stared straight into his eyes, and held the gaze there for quite some time. He hadn't realized this before, but now noticed that her eyes were soft compared to her tough physique and before he knew it she was talking again. "Look just because he chose to feed you the story of your own destiny doesn't mean he wanted you to piss it away like this. Don't get me wrong, he is my master but I won't give it a second thought if I need to kill you for being a fool." He heard the words, but his fixation was unbearable. Before he knew it, he found his hands holding onto her lower back and started sliding down towards her ass. His cock began to throb as quick fantasies began to flash through his mind and his grip tightened.
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There was a full moon out tonight almost as bright as if it were day outside.  Inside of a bookstore in the corner of the coffee shop area there sat a young man in a chair with his legs up on the seat so his knees pressed up against his chest.  He sat there reading a book that rested on his knees.  He had shoulder length brown hair he kept pulled back in a small pony tail at the base of his neck with only his bangs hanging loose in front of his thin round reading glasses that made his round face look pudgy.  They seemed to accent his dark brown eyes.  Across the café area there was a girl sitting in a chair in front of a small table where she had her laptop.  She typed rapidly, the keys clicked and clacked softly as the sound was carried across the café.  It seemed as though she was writing a story as she took few pauses as she typed, it was almost as if she was inspired.

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