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This site contains mature (18 years old or more) stories serialized chapter by chapter and written by a single (currently anonymous) author (me), all of which contains erotic content ( or will at some point for newer serials).
My last chapter was published on October 8th 2014, and ironically, it was titled “New Direction”, a direction which was never explored..
My buffer is only useful when I am actively writing. I create an article, give it a title, a category, a publishing date and sometimes, even tags, but l leave it empty.
Jill and I were left in our new office. Granted, we’d probably not work often from here, but it was yet another major milestone.
Annie and I took a shower together, during which there was some interesting foreplay.
It was clear to me that sexually speaking, Annie was rather interesting. She visibly enjoyed sex and even if I had reservations about dating a girl like her, she could make an excellent fuck buddy.
I took a two week vacation to try and rebuild my buffer, but didn’t manage to write a single story during that period.
All my life, I wanted to be a painter. You know, most girls dream of being a princess and drew the castle their dreamed to live in one day. Instead, I drew the castle because I liked drawing castles.
And so, my allergies are not giving me an easy time at all this year.
I am barely able to write, and I certainly am not able to sustain a buffer.
This serial initially named Sandra and launched on this site as Alex in the fall of 2014 was initially written in 2002. It was my first erotic story written on a computer (Susanna, my first story was previously written mostly on my Palm Pilot using an external keyboard).
Going out isn’t easy when you are single and broke.
I do have a job, I work two nights per week at a donut shop. It’s all I could secure.
The next morning, the landlord called me while I was still making breakfast for the kids.
“The new tennant for your office is really anxious to use all of the space. Could you move today to the new place?”
I quickly went to my apartment to take a long bath.
It had been great wearing some clothes today, but somehow, I had missed being naked during that hour or so. It’s odd how used to nudity I was beginning to be.
“What do you mean by next time?”
“Well, I mean the next time I come over and fuck your brain out. I mean, look at you, no orgasm. Doesn’t it feel a little unfair that I got to cum and you didn’t? Perhaps I can help you there…”, she replied, teasing me.
As I look at my archives, I seem to find a critical moment in writing my stories and that’s pretty much always September/October.
Pat is not evolving the way I had planned it to go and it’s probably the story which prompted a rewrite of my notes the fastest: after only 5 chapters and less than 3 months after initial planning!
And so, it seemed like I wasn’t just using nudity for shock value, but that I had turned into a full fledged exhibitionist.
I did a quick look around as Annie was fetching my black robe for the ceremony.
I had been offered a mask, but since I had been the emcee earlier I felt like it was useless to hide my face. Well, it might have added to the decorum, but in a way, I wanted to be known, to be recognized.
As always, at the height of a fight, my husband left the apartment and slammed the door behind him.
Was he still my husband though?
And so, Karen was pushing a lot harder tonight than she had let on when she initially put the tube on.
You might have noticed that Karen and Pat have switched place in the schedule on July 5th 2014, even if for the last 2 months or so (2 chapters of Pat and 4 of Karen), Karen was still published on a Tuesday and Pat was still published Mondays.
All afternoon, all I could think about was Brian and at first, I thought I would be relieved for school to finally end for the day in order to re-focus my sexual drive toward my two really sexy girlfriends.
I woke up first, from a full bladder and silently ran to our private bathroom, closing the door behind me.
I returned with Mark and Peter at the end of the day and mentally made a note of the distance between the mine and the monorail.
I woke up second, which is not something that occurs frequently.
Sue wasn’t in bed anymore, and her clothes weren’t in the room either. I left my bedroom without bothering to dress back up.
Before I talk about my stories, I’d like to share that I am trying to get back on my feet to write… over the last 5 weeks or so, the buffer has shrunk to 6 weeks to only 1 full week and I am trying to solve this.
I woke up alone in bed with a completely full bladder.
After running to the bathroom, I found Candy and Ellie, naked, sitting in the kitchen against the kitchen counters, whispering and laughing a little with each other and yet, I could feel that something was wrong.
I woke up disoriented, wondering if I had dreamed having sex with Kylie or not.
But Kylie was still next to me. She had moved under the covers in the mean time, but was otherwise naked next to me.
I didn’t move much, letting Karen sleep after the orgasm I had given her, but an hour later, my wife was once again awake and in the mood.
Life was once again routine.
Catherine had new found youth and was able to do things she would have never dreamed of. In some cases, it was simply from her new found energy but she never realized that Lucy was always pushing, influencing her subconsciously.
When it’s time for me to write new chapters, I check my buffer and find the holes in my schedule.
Yesterday, I still had two holes left to over all chapters until August 11th: Lizzie Chapters 29 and 30.
I joined Anna and Julie at school where I explained my dreams about the monastery and the research I did.
I inspected Jill’s paint job once we got back home and was rather impressed with the quality.
It showed it had been a previous job because it was done cleanly and without any drops on the floor or around the painting area. The tools were even properly cleaned and stored away.
After grabbing a few books from the library, I later found Mark and Stephen at the monorail station about to board with Peter, a long-term miner taking my two sexual partners into training.
And so, here we were, in front of my door, seconds after our first fight in which I learned that I wasn’t just dating Sue, but that in a way, I was also expected to please Annie.
I woke up crying. Like always when I am alone in my one room and a half apartment.
Solitude is my burden, shame is my lover, I’ve lived with is all of my life.
After a walk in the dark night trying to hide our mischief, we were back at our dorm room, both excited.
I nervously drove home from work. I had no idea what my evening would entail, but I quickly noticed that all of the blinds and drapes were closed…
On the following night, Lucy managed to gain control of her former body almost as soon as Catherine feel asleep and explored every more of her apartment with her own eyes.
As of this moment, I have 300 chapters published on my site, for a total of 310,756 or an average of 1035 words per chapter.