The Greatest Story Ever Told....

[GottaHurt]

Time to start a thread where everybody adds a line or two or three to tell The Greatest Story Ever Told....

[GottaHurt]

Once upon a time in a land not so far away, there was....

[otepsoul]

a cow,a duck and micheal jackson.

[GottaHurt]

a cow,a duck and micheal jackson.

...sitting at a bar, when the bartender asked...

[Chris]

..."Hi, Michael! Do you masturbate in the woman-way or in the man-way? Cuz, non of us really know watcha got under there, considering your changing life"...

[Bigfoot]

And he replied,"Why not ask the cow? She was there."

[Ctoit]

Okay......that story sucked :)

[Ctoit]

NEW STORY-------

All I remember is waking up with one hand........

[GottaHurt]

NEW STORY-------

All I remember is waking up with one hand........

.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...

[Ctoit]

Now that has the makings for a great story ;)

[badassmtbiker]

Now that has the makings for a great story ;)

You know.. I read that - and immediately thought that you'd enjoy it.

[GottaHurt]

Now that has the makings for a great story ;)

Mental copulation can be just as stimulating as the physical, please feel free to carry on and add to it.Don't mind me, I'm a big boy with a nefarious mind and a zest for the erotic...

[Ctoit]

You know.. I read that - and immediately thought that you'd enjoy it.



Did Ya?

[badassmtbiker]

Did Ya?

;)

[Ctoit]

BA------its your line..... :cool:

[Penisaurus'sMom]

:mfinger:

[WTFNation]

.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...

And then... you realised you were finger banging Michael Jackson... Who somehow ended up in this story line from the other one... So you killed him. :sword: :gun: :bomb: Done. The world can thank you now.

[GottaHurt]

And then... you realised you were finger banging Michael Jackson... Who somehow ended up in this story line from the other one... So you killed him. :sword: :gun: :bomb: Done. The world can thank you now.

No. I was banging your head into the cement when you realized that that was my foot up your ass, and this story will undoubtedly continue....

[freak5ke]

.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...

the girl kisses your lips, gets lower, till your belly is wet,... she keeps goin lower, she licks your nuts,.. then your penis,... she slips him into her mouth, she tries her first blowjob, she's goin soft, gentil and slow, u're enjoying it so much, but then she stops,... goes back 2 your moth and sticks your penis into her wet vagina,...

[_Kitana_]

All I remember is waking up with one hand........


.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...

And louder. Gentle moans that filled the air and enter into my own ear causing myself to feel this pleasure with her, as she wiggled slightly with the movement of my finger, pressing herself closer and up against me. I could feel her soft skin become on fire and tiny pearls of sweat pool slightly on her firm belly. I begin to move with her faster and faster, noticing every change of pace race across her face as I slowly and steadily kissed my way down her body, stopping gently over her belly button and removing my finger just to taste the pleasure that was to lay before. She slowly looked down at me… her fingers rubbing the upper part of my back and shoulders…then racing through my hair as her face relaxed slightly . I begin to lick the top part of her soft pussy, its gentle perfume tickling everyone of my sense as I slowly felt her body react to each one of my tender licks… moving down all the way down the clit allowing gentle circles and poetic movements to enchant her closer as she arched up towards my face. I allowed my long wet tongue to circle and then probe inside of her until I found the perfect technique, my fingers and hands raced up her ass and hips to feel her wonderful soft curves as they fumbled over her breast and nipples… I allowed myself little time to think taking in every possible piece of her I could. Her juices now flowing freely into my mouth testing and teasing the flavors of my taste buds, overflowing down passed my lips and into my chin driving me mad with passion.

[_Kitana_]

the girl kisses your lips, gets lower, till your belly is wet,... she keeps goin lower, she licks your nuts,.. then your penis,... she slips him into her mouth, she tries her first blowjob, she's goin soft, gentil and slow, u're enjoying it so much, but then she stops,... goes back 2 your moth and sticks your penis into her wet vagina,...

WoW

you must of had cyber sex once huh?

*giggles*

[Fred]

lol let em carry on with teh story lol

[_Kitana_]

i added to the story lol

[The_DEA]

Once upon a time, in a land not so far from here (Ohio) broken, gottahurt, and youknowthedeal were walking down the street.......

[_Kitana_]

Once upon a time, in a land not so far from here (Ohio) broken, gottahurt, and youknowthedeal were walking down the street.......


i am noticing that you are all guys...

just wonder...

:)

[The_DEA]

i am noticing that you are all guys...

just wonder...

:)
i was hopeing that gh would say checking out hookers but he dident

[The_DEA]

Once upon a time, in a land not so far from here (Ohio) broken, gottahurt, and youknowthedeal were walking down the street.......
checking out all the skanks and GottaHurt says.....

[yowatupdogg]

^shit fuck piss hell :)

[The_DEA]

^shit fuck piss hell :)
he wouldent say that dumbass

[_Kitana_]

he wouldent say that dumbass


Ok so the three of you are out together and your all checking out hookers...

(Wow, you should try and get this published... lol)

[yowatupdogg]

:frown:

[freak5ke]

i am noticing that you are all guys...

just wonder...

:)
i'm female, thanx :frown:

[twofivekidd9]

.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...
You're talking about Kitana, right? ;)

[Spongebobmann56]

OK.... new story!!!


one day i was chilln at the holidae inn...


- no sexual shit thats all u fukn pervz talk about... get some pussy and stop masterbatin to others perverted minds...

[Wut_was_That606]

Once opon a time there was a little boy that liked to....

[Wut_was_That606]

lol srry dude didnt see ur story starting heh............ :frown:

[_Kitana_]

OK.... new story!!!


one day i was chilln at the holidae inn...


- no sexual shit thats all u fukn pervz talk about... get some pussy and stop masterbatin to others perverted minds...

wait a fucking second here... gh story was well written it was meaningful, it wasn't talking about just going out and fucking the shit out of someone... which is why i chose to write off of it above any of your guys other shit... I am not chillin at the holiday inn...

grrrrrr...........

3 - people have started it...

stupid brats

Here the story... someone move to the next part of the story... Someone who has a brain cell and an imagination... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finish this one and we can write another.... ~~~~~~~~


All I remember is waking up with one hand........


.....grasping her long flowing hair, pulling her head over the edge of the bed as my fingers gently floated over her vulva, teasing her moist mound, her breathing becoming more pronounced as my fingers explored and teased, closer yet pulling away as she writhed and tried to twist. her hips squirming as to try and capture my fingers, aching to engulf them inside of her. i laughed mercilessly to myself, knowing full well she wasn't going to get pleasured so quicky and easily.her nipples were hard and erect, like two bullets ready to be fired from a gun, her breasts firm and succulent, begging for my mouth to ravish them.the fire in her belly burned as i pressed my palm firmly above her clit, pulling my middle finger lightly up the center of her pleasure crease, inching closer and closer to her secret place as my unshaven face wisked across her erect nipples, my tongue darting out from my mouth moistening her aching swollen nipple, then clinching it in my teeth as my tongue swirled around, then suctioning it into my mouth, then nibbling as my finger drew slow circles around the entrance to the wet pink orifice.her feet planted firmly as she slightly arched her back, yearning for my thick hard fingers to probe her, slowly, then with force until reaching a steady rhythm, the sloshing sound echoing through her mind as her panting became louder...

And louder. Gentle moans that filled the air and enter into my own ear causing myself to feel this pleasure with her, as she wiggled slightly with the movement of my finger, pressing herself closer and up against me. I could feel her soft skin become on fire and tiny pearls of sweat pool slightly on her firm belly. I begin to move with her faster and faster, noticing every change of pace race across her face as I slowly and steadily kissed my way down her body, stopping gently over her belly button and removing my finger just to taste the pleasure that was to lay before. She slowly looked down at me… her fingers rubbing the upper part of my back and shoulders…then racing through my hair as her face relaxed slightly . I begin to lick the top part of her soft pussy, its gentle perfume tickling everyone of my sense as I slowly felt her body react to each one of my tender licks… moving down all the way down the clit allowing gentle circles and poetic movements to enchant her closer as she arched up towards my face. I allowed my long wet tongue to circle and then probe inside of her until I found the perfect technique, my fingers and hands raced up her ass and hips to feel her wonderful soft curves as they fumbled over her breast and nipples… I allowed myself little time to think taking in every possible piece of her I could. Her juices now flowing freely into my mouth testing and teasing the flavors of my taste buds, overflowing down passed my lips and into my chin driving me mad with passion.

[twofivekidd9]

Lisa gazed out over the Caribbean Sea, feeling the faint breeze against her face - eyes shut, the white sand warm between her bare toes. The place was beautiful beyond belief, but it was still unable to ease the grief she felt as she remembered the last time she had been here.

She had married James right here on this spot three years ago to the day. Dressed in a simple white shift dress, miniature white roses attempting to tame her long dark curls, Lisa had been happier than she had ever thought possible. James was even less formal but utterly irresistible in creased summer trousers and a loose white cotton shirt. His dark hair slightly ruffled and his eyes full of adoration as his looked at his bride to be. The justice of the peace had read their vows as they held hands and laughed at the sheer joy of being young, in love and staying in a five star resort on the Caribbean island of the Dominican Republic. They had seen the years blissfully stretching ahead of them, together forever. They planned their children, two she said, he said four so they compromised on three (two girls and a boy of course); where they would live, the travelling they would do together - it was all certain, so they had thought then.

But that seemed such a long time ago now. A lot can change in just a few years - a lot of heartache can change a person and drive a wedge through the strongest ties, break even the deepest love. Three years to the day and they had returned, though this time not for the beachside marriages the island was famous for but for one of its equally popular quickie divorces.

Lisa let out a sigh that was filled with pain and regret. What could she do but move on, find a new life and new dreams? - the old one was beyond repair. How could this beautiful place, with its lush green coastline, eternity of azure blue sea and endless sands be a place for the agony she felt now?

The man stood watching from the edge of the palm trees. He couldn't take his eyes of the dark-haired woman he saw standing at the water's edge, gazing out to sea as though she was waiting for something - or someone. She was beautiful, with her slim figure dressed in a loose flowing cotton dress, her crazy hair and bright blue eyes not far off the colour of the sea itself. It wasn't her looks that attracted him though; he came across many beautiful women in his work as a freelance photographer. It was her loneliness and intensity that lured him. Even at some distance he was aware that she was different from any other woman he could meet.


Lisa sensed the man approaching even before she turned around. She had been aware of him standing there staring at her and had felt strangely calm about being observed. She looked at him and felt the instant spark of connection she had only experienced once before. He walked slowly towards her and they held each other's gaze. It felt like meeting a long lost friend - not a stranger on a strange beach.

Later, sitting at one of the many bars on the resort, sipping the local cocktails they began to talk. First pleasantries, their hotels, the quality of the food and friendliness of the locals. Their conversation was strangely hesitant considering the naturalness and confidence of their earlier meeting. Onlookers, however, would have detected the subtle flirtation as they mirrored each other's actions and spoke directly into each other's eyes. Only later, after the alcohol had had its loosening effect, did the conversation deepen. They talked of why they were here and finally, against her judgement, Lisa opened up about her heartache of the past year and how events had led her back to the place where she had married the only man she believed she could ever love. She told him of things that had been locked deep inside her, able to tell no one. She told him how she had felt after she had lost her baby.

She was six months pregnant and the happiest she had ever been when the pains had started. She was staying with her mother as James was working out of town. He hadn't made it back in time. The doctor had said it was just one of those things, that they could try again. But how could she when she couldn't even look James in the eye. She hated him then, for not being there, for not hurting as much as her but most of all for looking so much like the tiny baby boy that she held for just three hours before the took him away. All through the following months she had withdrawn from her husband, family, friends. Not wanting to recover form the pain she felt - that would have been a betrayal of her son. At the funeral she had refused to stand next to her husband and the next day she had left him.


Looking up, Lisa could see her pain reflected in the man's eyes. For the first time in months she didn't feel alone, she felt the unbearable burden begin to lift from her, only a bit but it was a start. She began to believe that maybe she had a future after all and maybe it could be with this man, with his kind hazel eyes, wet with their shared tears.

They had come here to dissolve their marriage but maybe there was hope. Lisa stood up and took James by the hand and led him away from the bar towards the beech where they had made their vows to each other three years ago. Tomorrow she would cancel the divorce; tonight they would work on renewing their promises.

[The_DEA]

that story was long and the ending sucked kit had a better one

[twofivekidd9]

that story was long and the ending sucked kit had a better one
Hey, I tried. You can't blame me for trying.

[yowatupdogg]

yes they can

[twofivekidd9]

yes they can
I know.

[GottaHurt]

that story was long and the ending sucked kit had a better one

Looks like a copy/paste job to me...

[_Kitana_]

Looks like a copy/paste job to me...

it sounds like he was trying to write a detailed story with poetic flow only to fall short, and drag us into a long drawn out boring peice of crap

[twofivekidd9]

it sounds like he was trying to write a detailed story with poetic flow only to fall short, and drag us into a long drawn out boring peice of crap

hey, it was on the spot, sort of. Give me a break.

[_Kitana_]

hey, it was on the spot, sort of. Give me a break.

no sorry...

it was crap...

[The_DEA]

hey, it was on the spot, sort of. Give me a break.
twofivekidd9 is :troll:

[Broken]

This is a classic thread gone wrong. Come on people if you aren't into the thread don't post.


Look I give you this site is setup for ranting, but try to stay on topic.

[_Kitana_]

This is a classic thread gone wrong. Come on people if you aren't into the thread don't post.


Look I give you this site is setup for ranting, but try to stay on topic.



Alright I wrote my own damn story... Broken, I know it pissed me off that no one would finish Gh and I story.... But here is a short one I just got done writting. (wrote it in under 30mins)
Heaven's Demons

The silver edge of the blade cut loosely into the soil behind her feet. She held her sword somewhat behind her back as she softly leaned to one side. Her massive red hair twirled around her now steady face. She held no emotion, her pale cherry cover lips lay without even the small eager smirk they normally held before a battle. She was dressed in the midnight armor of her ancestors and her fingers firmly gripped her shield close to her heart. She could feel it beating… faster and slower. As thoughts of death danced and toiled with in her own mind.

Then she felt it, at first just a slight touch of fear…mortal fear. That had claimed the lives of so many brave warriors who stood in her place. Then it was the vibration that shock the ground and the overwhelming darkness that crept into her eyes, stealing all sight. But the worse had yet to come. Yes what got her more then anything was the smell. The smell of a thousand burning souls that lay upon its breath.

Fear or courage, which ever comes first, over came all of her senses as she swung her blade wildly up. Slicing the giant beast legs as tiny raindrops of blood came washing over her. With that she rolled under it’s massive belly escaping it’s flames that now chased away the darkness. She was quick to regain her thought and struggle to her feet. Her sword drawn out in front of her, as her fingers griped it tightly, her shield drawn closely.

The beast held back for what seemed like a lifetime, as it stared at her… She could see her own reflection with in its massively red eyes. It’s black wings folded down along its side…it’s tail arched high above it’s back and it’s jaws clasped tightly together as a pale green goo dripped from it’s mouth. She never noticed its silver black scales sparkling with delight for her crystal blue eyes were enthralled by his. She wonder if the giant beast looking back at her could see the darken torment hidden behind them.

Years upon years of facing death and she stood at the mercy of heaven and hell now. As the demon creature waited and toiled with her like a cat with a mouse. Faking like it was going to strike, only to hold back, getting all sense of her fear. It allowed tiny flames to dance and scorch her shield. It seem to hold a small cocky sneer that crept across its face.

“It was time” she thought. “Time to live or die…”

A fire of her own desires lit across her face. Suddenly a dark crimson of blood red crept into her eyes, it was now all that she could see. She could feel the demons heart beat…it was somewhat afraid of her now. Its took a deep heavy breath of fire that roared across the ground, she lifted her shield in front of her and charge fully through the blast. Her sword now red hot blistering her fingers, but she never broke her grip or stride.

She madly swung again into the air... Aiming this time for its neck, but her sword shattered upon it’s thick silver scales. There was no time to think about. She grabbed a shattered part of the blade that lay half melted in her hand, sizzling at her sweaty touch.

The beast gave almost a hearty laughed as it watched her blood stream down from her fingers and hand. It could smell her flesh burning. It was a smell he was use to, he loved it. The smell of pain, fear and hate. She held all of that with in her hand. He knew the time had come, the time to take her life and feel it be crushed with in his claws. He lunged forward a bit, only to feel the melting steal stab with in his heart draining it of all life. He slowly seen the blackness, that he so often crept in, swirl around him… As his sharp razor like claws knocked her down, digging with her soft flesh and taking her life with his.

“An even trade.... As Heaven and Hell know no mercy….” were her last breath of words to escaped from her lips.

[The_DEA]

:lick: :ice:

[_Kitana_]

:lick: :ice:

did u even read it lol

[twofivekidd9]

......taking her life with his.

“An even trade.... As Heaven and Hell… know no mercy….” were her last breath of words to escaped from her lips.
Not bad. I'll admit it was better than mine.

[The_DEA]

did u even read it lol
what do you want me to break it down for ya
you fuckin wrote it you know what it says :tool:

[_Kitana_]

what do you want me to break it down for ya
you fuckin wrote it you know what it says :tool:

LoL

No just sit there and eat your gummy bears and Ice cream

[buck~fush]

That story was fuckin awesome! Do you have anything published? You should.

[buck~fush]

Okay, how about a
~~~~NEW STORY~~~~~
Juli was 22 and tonight was her bachlorette party.....

*this should get interesting.... considering all the naughty ppl in here lol*

[_Kitana_]

Okay, how about a
~~~~NEW STORY~~~~~
Juli was 22 and tonight was her bachlorette party.....

*this should get interesting.... considering all the naughty ppl in here lol*

if your hoping for a sex story... its not going to happen kit has taken over writting the first part... however... I will need a few mins to get it up and running

check back

[_Kitana_]

~Ok the start of this is kind of lame, but a bachlorette party is kind of lame thing to write about... so i had to start it off slow to build it up... I will add more to it tomorrow night, if no one else adds to it... ~

Juli was 22 and tonight was her bachlorette party. She was thrilled to death. Finally after so long she had found the man to spend her life with. She didn’t really care to much about celebrating, but her best friend begged her to go out one last time with the girls.

She dipped her brush into the fine powder of eye shadow and gently applied the finishing coat of pixie dust to her larger, beautiful, brown, almond shaped eyes. Her skin was a misty golden brown color and her lips a beautiful auburn. Her hair was that of a dark summer night with traces of red flowing through it and it loosely spiraled around her soft round face and her tender features flowing gently to the top part of her hips. She always looked stunning, especially at night.

She often found herself dressing in her favorite color...black and tonight was no different. She had a pair of black bondage pants with red thread sewn into them. Her shirt was a basic black tee with fish netting over it, that traced the outline of her sleek and smooth curves. She had a studded belt on and upon her feet she wore 4 inch platform heeled boots.

She was still quietly awaiting Kayla to show up as her fingers found the silver shinny blade of her butterfly. It was stunning. Her lover had given it to her when they first started dating. It was the perfect fit to her small hands that gripped it and flicked the blade out. She never traveled anywhere with out and she slipped it into one of the many pockets on her pants, as she walked over to the window to let the night air swirled into her hot steamy room.

There was a storm approaching outside and she could see the beautiful display of lightening echo across the ocean as she stepped out onto her balcony.

"Beautiful," she thought as she felt the claming winds. Her eyes fixed on the twirling clouds. Her heart danced wilding to the thunderous sound that filled her ears. She gave a hearty smile…"almost perfect".... It was just missing her be loved.

She stood there for a few more seconds as she closed her eyes she felt the violent wind rip through her long beautiful hair and something brush up against her soft firm shoulders. She quickly opened her eyes in a somewhat dazed confused. Something was behind her, she could feel its chilling breath…. It’s presence. For a moment she had to grab control of all her emotions, it was just Kayla trying to scare her. That’s it. She spun around with a shimmering smile, as if you didn’t scare me look crossed her face.

But it wasn’t Kayla… There where no words to describe the imagine that stood in front of her. Her beautiful brown eyes almost shattered as shadows of fear raced across her face and her lovely smile faded. She froze. Every muscle in her body was stiff, in her mind she was telling her self to run as tiny beads of sweat pooled in her palms and raced down her finger tips.

“Run…” she whispered to herself, but she couldn’t. Something had a grip on her. She could hardly breathe… there was no air for her voice to scream, there was no one for her to scream for. She was alone, alone in front of this...An Angel from hell.

He unfolded his long black wings in front of her with almost a life like smile that crept across his slim pale face. He had a strong build to him and the coldest, deadest, blue eyes one could ever look upon. His silky black hair fell somewhat in front of his face. He had on a long black trench coat, with silver buttons and the only real color that shown was his cherry blood dyed lips.

He gently brushed her face tracing the outline of it and pushing back her hair. He drew her in close to him, wrapping his wings around her, trying to warm her precious body from his cold touch. He could feel her tender body tremble next to his, her heart beating ever faster and the stale taunting of her pulse. He knew she could not fight him and that he had all control over her. He gently tilted her head up and placed his smooth chilling lips on her warm ones, trying to kiss away her fear. She found herself stunned, tripping and falling for the moment as she kissed him back with more passion then she has ever kissed before. It was like this creature could peer into her soul, that he could see everything she had known and wanted to show, but was to afraid. She went to speak but she found his slender fingers on her lips tracing them.

“Shh…. My darling. I have known you forever. Many years have we but danced together and many times have I made love to you. But now I see you have but forgotten me…“ He lowered his eyes down a bit. “If a creature like myself could only cry, I would… but then angels like myself where never meant to. Come let me remind you of what you have forgotten”

With those words her gentle eyes let rain a small silver black tear that befell upon his hands lightly freezing it and turning it to ice. She didn’t understand, but yet somehow she could feel his pain… all of it. A pain she never knew could exist. This is the stuff dreams where made of…and surely she must be dreaming, but the tender chills of his touched reminded her that this was real. This moment was not dreamt in her mind, like so many moments before it had been.

[otepsoul]

~Ok the start of this is kind of lame, but a bachlorette party is kind of lame thing to write about... so i had to start it off slow to build it up... I will add more to it tomorrow night, if no one else adds to it... ~

Juli was 22 and tonight was her bachlorette party. She was thrilled to death. Finally after so long she had found the man to spend her life with. She didn’t really care to much about celebrating, but her best friend begged her to go out one last time with the girls.

She dipped her brush into the fine powder of eye shadow and gently applied the finishing coat of pixie dust to her larger, beautiful, brown, almond shaped eyes. Her skin was a misty golden brown color and her lips a beautiful auburn. Her hair was that of a dark summer night with traces of red flowing through it and it loosely spiraled around her soft round face and her tender features flowing gently to the top part of her hips. She always looked stunning, especially at night.

She often found herself dressing in her favorite color...black and tonight was no different. She had a pair of black bondage pants with red thread sewn into them. Her shirt was a basic black tee with fish netting over it, that traced the outline of her sleek and smooth curves. She had a studded belt on and upon her feet she wore 4 inch platform heeled boots.

She was still quietly awaiting Kayla to show up as her fingers found the silver shinny blade of her butterfly. It was stunning. Her lover had given it to her when they first started dating. It was the perfect fit to her small hands that gripped it and flicked the blade out. She never traveled anywhere with out and she slipped it into one of the many pockets on her pants, as she walked over to the window to let the night air swirled into her hot steamy room.

There was a storm approaching outside and she could see the beautiful display of lightening echo across the ocean as she stepped out onto her balcony.

"Beautiful," she thought as she felt the claming winds. Her eyes fixed on the twirling clouds. Her heart danced wilding to the thunderous sound that filled her ears. She gave a hearty smile…"almost perfect".... It was just missing her be loved.

She stood there for a few more seconds as she closed her eyes she felt the violent wind rip through her long beautiful hair and something brush up against her soft firm shoulders. She quickly opened her eyes in a somewhat dazed confused. Something was behind her, she could feel its chilling breath…. It’s presence. For a moment she had to grab control of all her emotions, it was just Kayla trying to scare her. That’s it. She spun around with a shimmering smile, as if you didn’t scare me look crossed her face.

But it wasn’t Kayla… There where no words to describe the imagine that stood in front of her. Her beautiful brown eyes almost shattered as shadows of fear raced across her face and her lovely smile faded. She froze. Every muscle in her body was stiff, in her mind she was telling her self to run as tiny beads of sweat pooled in her palms and raced down her finger tips.

“Run…” she whispered to herself, but she couldn’t. Something had a grip on her. She could hardly breathe… there was no air for her voice to scream, there was no one for her to scream for. She was alone, alone in front of this...An Angel from hell.

He unfolded his long black wings in front of her with almost a life like smile that crept across his slim pale face. He had a strong build to him and the coldest, deadest, blue eyes one could ever look upon. His silky black hair fell somewhat in front of his face. He had on a long black trench coat, with silver buttons and the only real color that shown was his cherry blood dyed lips.

He gently brushed her face tracing the outline of it and pushing back her hair. He drew her in close to him, wrapping his wings around her, trying to warm her precious body from his cold touch. He could feel her tender body tremble next to his, her heart beating ever faster and the stale taunting of her pulse. He knew she could not fight him and that he had all control over her. He gently tilted her head up and placed his smooth chilling lips on her warm ones, trying to kiss away her fear. She found herself stunned, tripping and falling for the moment as she kissed him back with more passion then she has ever kissed before. It was like this creature could peer into her soul, that he could see everything she had known and wanted to show, but was to afraid. She went to speak but she found his slender fingers on her lips tracing them.

“Shh…. My darling. I have known you forever. Many years have we but danced together and many times have I made love to you. But now I see you have but forgotten me…“ He lowered his eyes down a bit. “If a creature like myself could only cry, I would… but then angels like myself where never meant to. Come let me remind you of what you have forgotten”

With those words her gentle eyes let rain a small silver black tear that befell upon his hands lightly freezing it and turning it to ice. She didn’t understand, but yet somehow she could feel his pain… all of it. A pain she never knew could exist. This is the stuff dreams where made of…and surely she must be dreaming, but the tender chills of his touched reminded her that this was real. This moment was not dreamt in her mind, like so many moments before it had been.sorry i dont have enough time to read this.

[_Kitana_]

yeah it got a little long on me
hehe

[Fred]

fucking good story tho well done

[_Kitana_]

fucking good story tho well done

well add to it later on tonight

[_Kitana_]

~Note this is not ment to be an erotica story... so if this part seems not detaild enough for you that is why...~


His steady hands then slipped slowly down the side of her body. She could just barely feel them but she placed her hands ever so tenderly on his, allowing them to follow. He reached the bottom of her shirt and slide his fingers up under it, bring her shirt up along with his hands, he paused just for a second to see the lovely look upon her face.

She was remembering, she had not completely forgotten him. She took a heavy breath of air into her smooth lips only to have him kiss it away as he felt her chest rise against his and the shirt gently fall to the floor. Her fingers gently lead him down to the silver buckle on her belt and allowed them to toil with the prong for a few minutes, until she found herself swept up in the moment.

She stood there before him in a dark pair of satin panties and bra with her 4-inch leather platform boots still upon her feet. Her eyes held an innocent look in them, one that almost made him stop but as she slowly undid the claps to her bra he found himself unable to.

His finger tussled downward finding the outline of her panties, he felt them only in his grasp for a moment as she slip them off , taking one step forward into his arms. He gently lifted her up into the air allowing her strong, firm legs to wrap completely around him, tucking nicely into the lower part of his back as he sat her up on the dresser. Knocking down all of her make up and allowing her beautiful head to rest against the mirror. Her fingers raced down the bottoms of his jacket now…as each one became a new challenge for her, a new struggle. He soon found her kind fingertips around zipper of his pants, the cool metal being pulled as the teeth parted, for what became one of the longest unzipping he could remember.

He wasted little time and positioned himself inside of her, moving with heavy flowing strong strokes. As her fingers gently brushed his hair from in front of his face, tracing along the backside of his back, her nails biting ever so hardly then softly. Her tender, full breast bounced up against him with every new stroke.

He pushed her back a tiny bit as he kissed her neck, allowing his tongue to travel down to her chest to her perky soft nipples, engulfing them into his mouth, teasing them slightly only to return to her adoring lips. Every so often he would feel her soft hands stroke his wings as she moved with him and arched her body closer . Her heart beat strong with passion, fear and a forgotten love, that only now she could remember.

To him, her gentle moans were like raindrops falling from outside, flooding and invading his mind. As her breath of silence whisper became the darken poetry of their love. It was a sweet song, that was only sung for him. No mortal man would ever know it‘s note like he did. She was his lover, she was his light… and he was but her shadow.

When the song finally played it last note, he felt her body slowly melt into his. He gently carried her to bed that laid behind them, allowing himself to rest quietly beside her. She had fall asleep, an enchanted sleep that he had lead her to. Here in her dreams she would realize what he had come to ask of her, she would realize her greatest fears. But for now that was out of his mind, he had his Angel of the dawn beside him, his true love. Nothing else mattered…nothing but the ever fading moment that he desperately clung to.

“I am but a glimpse of your soul, and you of mine. I have come for you….” his whisper echoed into her sleeping mind.

[buck~fush]

U r a genius. I used to write but i dunno. I just stopped. But there's no way I could make a story like THAT in a few minutes. :thumbsup: Good job. I'm impressed.

[truemusicfan88]

that's sick

[truemusicfan88]

sorry...but those things should be kept to yourself as a moment...not for the world...just my opinion

[The_DEA]

:woot:

[_Kitana_]

sorry...but those things should be kept to yourself as a moment...not for the world...just my opinion

you do understand here, that we are talking about making love, between a demotic Angel and a girl....

you also realize that making love is not evil....

[The_DEA]

sorry...but those things should be kept to yourself as a moment...not for the world...just my opinion
you dident read all of this thread did you
you fuckin noobs are all the same
yall come in here thinkin the world would fall apart without you
got some info for ya http://www.ebaumsworld.com/forumfun/negative15.jpg

[MrNewbie]

Once uppon a time it was this boy who was masturbating in compton, then hes drugged dad came in with a shotgun shooting hes mother. The son rushed out in the hood trying to make a living by himself, he joined Creenshaw Mafia. Well back to the shizz i was talkin about, he was having sex with hes mechanical penis that looked like a mechanical penis. This girl was really enjoying it and screamed SHOT ME SHOT ME, so he though, "FUCK IT OKAY IM GONNA SHOT YOU", he pulled out hes glock 12 and shot her 5 times in her both legs. She cried and said rape me!, if u dont stfu u told me to shot you mothafuckah!
wELL THE BOY WAS PISSED, hes name was "Rape me" by the way. Well he pulled of to crenshaw mansion trying to eat those dildos.. As usual there were gang bangs, anal, pussy, licking, sucking with more in the mansion. We all knew that Brooklyn was gonna come fucking with our gals, so we drived our cadilacs by Brookyln and shot them all down in to a fucking massachre taking a chain saw slicing everybody to peaces for food.

[anti-movielife]

Jimmy had a chance, he really did, instead he quit his job, fucked a hooker and got the crabs. "Fuck that bitch!" Jimmy screamed! things had gone down hill since yesterday. He hadn't really planned on getting a hooker but drunk on ego and more than enough Jack D, he thought to himself "fuck it!" and he did! But back in his bachelor pad with not much more than a mattress and an itchy dick, Jimmy was starting to feel sorry for himself. "Why did i quit?" he thought to himself, "why the fuck did i quit!?" he asked again. He knew the answer though. Jimmy had been sick of his job at the paint shop for awhile, when he started out he figured it would just be a stepping stone on to better things. He worked hard, came in after hours and weekends when they needed him, put up with bithcing customers, bosses, co-workers and his own bullshit replies to them. This stepping stone was turning into something more like a ball and chain. So here was Jimmy, half naked, laying on his mattress, unconsiously scratching his itchy balls and trying to summon the will to get up and do something productive with his day. Then someone knocked on the door, Jimmy only half realized this alien sound until he heard it again followed by the distinctive yell of the his landlady.
She was the bane of his so-called existance since he'd moved in the year before, and she undoubtedly wouldn't bring any good news.
"Jimmeeeh, get out here!"....
"FUCK YOU!" was his reply...
"Jimmeeeh get the fuck out here or i'll kick your ass on the street!"
"Bitch...Learn to fuckin speak."
He hated her and her damn inbred redneck lisp but this was on of the cheapest apartment in the city and now he knew why.
He got up, put on some ripped stained jeans. His landlady was Maggie, Maggie "the hag" Gibbons, and her virtues were like a grain of sand in a desert of ugly.
Jimmy forced his hand to open the door. And there she stood in all her ungainly glory. Maggie Gibbon's features were unflattering at best and gut-wrenching when taken by surprise. Jogging pants covered her hamlegs, on top of her oversized beachball body was a face that was caked with makeup to the point of being almost featureless, her meticulously kept hair was permed and dyed an orange-red. The last year having to deal with this unsightly woman had burned this image in his mind and would haunt him the rest of his days.
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
"No, can't find no job, therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent"
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job I seen you yesterday you was standin' on a corner, leaning up against a post"
"Well i guess that means i've got no job, i'll have the money by friday."
"You better or your ass is on the curb"
He slammed the door on her face, "Bitch!"
he opened the fridge cracked his last beer, scratched his parasite infested balls and thought to himself...
"Now what the fuck am i goin to do?" :bomb:

[gehtfuct]

with heavy breathing i opened my sweat covered eyes....MOM...WHAT THE FUCK!! that was pretty sweet jimbo..

[anti-movielife]

lol, fuck that jack daniels kicks ya in the head haha
oh ya and feel free to continue and ruin the rest of jimmy's life! :D

[Snoopy]

We've got some awesome writers here...

.. and some just stupidly funny lol :rolleyes: