Saturday, 7 December 2024

'Gareth's Obsession' is now Officially Rated HOT!

It took a little while but I'm pleased to report that 'Gareth's Obsession' has now achieved the 4.5/5 rating necessary for it to be labelled 'HOT' on Literotica. That means I now have 13 'HOT' stories on there*, plus another 9 that are very close to that (at least 4.41). Thanks to everyone who voted for my story, and like I said before it shouldn't be too long before I have more to post. I actually found another pretty complete story in my desktop folder, so as soon as I get time I will finish those two up and get them posted.

*Actually I have another seventeen stories rated HOT on my old Malibuman666 account that I forgot about! 

In other news, you may remember in my last post I mentioned that Mistress had given me one of her special vouchers back in October that allowed me to 'ask permission' to orgasm in December and how it never occurred to me to use it when I was horny and desperate in the middle of the night on the morning of December the 1st! Well, that voucher has now been used...

Last night Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue, but I wasn't feeling that great so we just cuddled afterwards. But this morning I woke up hard and when Mistress started stroking my cock it crossed my mind again. I was kind of undecided actually, and certainly not as desperate as I was last weekend, but after Mistress edged me and then gave my balls half a dozen really heavy slaps (which felt fucking INCREDIBLE) I soon started to reassess! 

And when Mistress started teasing my throbbing cock a second time I decided to strike while the iron was hot, or indeed while the cock was hard and requested permission to cum. Mistress asked me repeatedly if I was sure, and reminded me that I only get to use it once. I told her I was sure and she stroked my cock with her nails while she 'thought it over' for a minute.... then she told me to ask her nicely and then she told me okay, she would let me cum.

Again it was pretty intense, and Mistress wiped the cum from her hand on her left breast before allowing me to lick it clean. Then she had me clean her fingers. It was hot, but still a surprisingly small amount really (I later realised there was a pool of it on my stomach that Mistress probably couldn't see in the pathetically dim light of our pitiful bedside lamps, haha).

Also following my last post Mistress and I decided that we need to revisit our 'Chastity Contract' in the near future and try to make sure both of us are happy with the way things are going. Hopefully that will be done soon. I didn't want to rush into it and I have quite a few thoughts on it, but it's quite involved really and I want to get my thoughts down before we do that. I don't want to get into it too much now, but 'cageless' chastity is certainly a lot more complicated than 'caged' chastity (in my opinion)!

Finally this time, I'm happy to say that I have now lost 42lbs in weight since July (that's exactly 3 Stones in English!), which is great. I'm nearly as light as I have been at any time in the last fifteen years, although there's still plenty to lose. Maybe as much as the same again, which is a depressing thought... but at least it's going the right way. 

I still don't feel much different, honestly. I'm not miraculously charged with energy like you would perhaps think, but it is nice to be able to wear clothes that are somewhat normal sizes rather than trying to find 40" waist jeans to buy. Annoyingly I had a cupboard full of jeans, about seven pairs of 38", and when I tried them on they were all too big save for two pairs of 36" which fitted for about a week and then they started to feel baggy too. I've bought two new pairs of 36" which are better, but even those aren't really as tight as I'd like them to be, but I don't think I'm ready for 34's yet.

Of course, we now have Christmas on the horizon, which is a little worrying. But I feel like I am on top of it. There's no way I am going to put on a lot of weight over Christmas and I will be going to my slimming club on both Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve to make sure I don't put myself back so much that I get annoyed. I also plan to stick to the diet right up until Christmas Eve evening. This will be hard, of course, but I'd really like to be able to enjoy Christmas itself without worrying about it too much and the best way to do that is to keep on the straight and narrow as long as possible.

After Christmas I will be decorating Mistress R's office, so that should keep me off my backside and away from the chocolates. I'm actually quite pleased about that as I find the Christmas holidays a little boring if I don't have anything to do, especially if the weather is bad and you are basically stuck at home for 10 days straight.

You know, it's funny... I find it odd when people say 'You must be proud of yourself' for losing loads of weight. Well, yes I guess... but not really, because I should never have let myself get so fat in the first place. I mean it's backwards isn't it? People who don't let themselves get fat are the ones who should be proud of themselves. Right?

But whatever. Something had to change and it has, and that's got to be a good thing. And apparently I've stopped snoring, so that's definitely a positive for Mistress R! 🤣

Saturday, 30 November 2024

Have You Ever Wanted to Cum So Badly?

I began writing a post a couple of weeks ago, but I never completed it (despite staying up til 2am trying!). Eventually I came back to it and tried to rewrite and finish it off, but then other things happened which needed adding to it and after a while the original post became such a garbled mess that I gave up completely. But I feel like there were important topics in that post and I do want to address them, so I'm going to try again.

But before we get into it, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who read my latest story 'Gareth's Obsession' and also anyone who took the trouble to vote on the Literotica page. The rating has climbed up from 4.17 to 4.48 in the last couple of weeks and it's now so close to reaching 4.5 and getting a 'HOT' rating. Hopefully it will get there, but if not, well never mind. 4.48 is still a very good score.

Actually, I have started going through the writing folder on my Desktop and I've already pretty much completed a story that's been sitting there since Boxing Day 2022! It was so close to being done, I can't really understand why I left it there all this time. It's pretty short, so nothing like my last story... but maybe that's what I need to concentrate on for now, finishing what's already in progress and not getting bogged down in stories that take weeks to write. This story should be posted soon, I just need to give it one more read through I think.

Oh yes, long, mentally draining stories... that's how this post all started.

19th November 2024

Now I don't want to sound 'dramatic', after all writing is my choice and I do enjoy the creative process (and the ensuing feedback, good and bad) but I have to say in all honesty that the last few weeks have been a little challenging. It's been so long since I wrote a really long, involved story like 'Gareth's Obsession' that I'd forgotten quite what a mental strain it can be. In fact I distinctly remember writing one of my longer stories, many years ago, and it became so overwhelming that it really affected my mood in a very negative way.  

Thankfully once the story was finished and posted I could also see how ridiculous that was and after that I tended to avoid writing these really long, involved stories and instead concentrated on shorter stories that I could knock out pretty much in one 2-3 hour stint. Yes I would keep refining them for a couple of days until I was sure it was as good as it was going to get, but basically it was a short term commitment that didn't inflict too much mental strife.

I didn't know 'Gareth's Obsession' would turn into a 20,000 word story when I started it, and if I had I might not have got that far with it. I do like writing and of course there is a sense of achievement in finishing something of that scale, but the problem with a story like that is that it is always bubbling away in the back of your mind, even when you aren't actually working on it.

It's not simply the struggle of 'creating' a story and getting it just how you want it either, though that was bad enough, especially when I decided I didn't like the names I'd chosen for the characters and had to think of new ones that were suitable for each of them and that also worked with each other*. I mean the physical 'changing' isn't difficult, it's just find-and-replace, but trying to get them to settle into the story is not that easy once you're used to the originals and I changed three of the character's names several times until I was happy with them.

*One of my older stories had a couple in it called James and Janie, the feedback I got for that one was that the story was great but the names made it hard to read. Reading it back I could totally see what they meant, and I wonder if this was a case of me changing the names at the last minute and simply not seeing the problem before I sent it to Literotica? Could very well be...

But it's not just all that... there's also the simple fact that once you embark on writing a story like this you can't help but constantly have it in your head. Even if you're not actively working on it, your brain is still working away, and so apart from constantly thinking about the 'mechanics' of it all you're also dwelling on the 'content' endlessly too.

What I mean by that is, if you read a story like that and it takes up 20 mins, 30 mins of your time then hopefully it arouses you and you either get off on it (or not) and then you go back to your normal life and probably forget about it until next time you want to be stimulated. But when you are writing a story like that, there's no 'break' from it, because it's always in the back of your mind. So you are in this weird state of constantly thinking about cuckolding, chastity, humiliation, or whatever else the story involves even if it's only at a low 'background' level.

And then there's a whole other side to it. Obviously I have been writing my stories for a very long time (well over 25 years I should say) so you'd think this wouldn't be an issue any more, and I would probably agree with you, but... well, you'd be wrong. 

How can I explain this?

So obviously, I've been writing this blog for thirteen and a half years, and you know me/us pretty well at this point. However when you write about a topic like Femdom and Chastity, you obviously present it a certain way because that's what the audience is interested in. I don't mean I'm making stuff up that didn't happen, because I never have... but reading the blog I could see that if you met us you might be surprised how 'normal' or even 'vanilla' we are aside from indulging in 'orgasm control' and a very small amount of 'Femdom'. 

And that's precisely why it's never become truly 'comfortable' for me to write the stories I do knowing that Mistress is going to read them. Yes I feel incredibly lucky to have a wife/Mistress who is accepting / approving of my stories* and indeed she helps me to finalize them before publication by checking my grammar and making suggestions if she thinks dialogue is confused etc (which I appreciate very much as Mistress is an avid reader and is a great help in this regard). 

*Incidentally, Mistress also likes to read erotic stories, though they are mostly quite different to the ones I read.

And I still very much do want her to read them, but I still feel somewhat uncomfortable when I write a story and send it to her knowing what's in it. I mean, it's a bit weird... and while she knows I wouldn't ever want to be cuckolded in real life (for example), it's still not a 'comfortable' thing to admit to fantasizing about. And well, like in most of my stories, that's only the start of it... 

In fact, I do think that plays on my mind quite a bit during the writing process and probably means I subconsciously hold back a bit with my stories when it comes to taking them to the next obvious step. I've often thought that my shorter stories read like the 'first chapter' of a longer story, where I set up themes I want to explore and 'tease' them without actually following through on them.

So if you read my stories, you'll probably notice where I often write about the 'wife' character telling the 'husband' character what they are 'going to make them do' rather than writing about them actually doing it. Sometimes I might have even worked around things I feel uncomfortable writing about directly, by writing about them in 'hindsight'. I think this is a kind of safety thing, where I'm keeping the story in the realms of 'fantasy' even if that's not how the story is intended. So the story generally ends before these things turn into 'reality', which is what I mean when I say that so many stories read like 'First Chapters'.

Honestly, this is probably a bit annoying for my readers and something I feel like I need to get over if I'm going to continue writing more regularly. I have several stories that could easily be continued, not least 'Girls Talk' (the one that I have received the most requests for more chapters for...) but also several others.

I feel like I'm not explaining myself terribly well here. What I mean is, while my stories are basically 'fantasies', they do represent the kind of stories I like to read and there's nothing in my stories that I don't think is 'hot'. I mean there's nothing in my stories that I put in solely for the readers enjoyment. And while I admit that I do write a lot about cuckolding and that's because it's very difficult to write multiple stories about chastity without progressing to that, I'm not going to pretend that reading about it doesn't turn me on.

For me cuckolding is an obvious progression of chastity in fiction because once you make the woman's pleasure all important, where is the most obvious place for that to go? She cheats with a guy with a bigger cock, etc etc... which leads to having him clean her, and eventually him and so on. All of which I like reading. And honestly if anyone can write 20,000 words about chastity without either going down the Cuckolding or Femdom (or both) route, then that's pretty impressive.

Sorry, I realise I'm babbling on here... 

So after all this playing on my mind for so long, on the Saturday night (the 19th, the day after Literotica published my new story) I went to bed about midnight, but Mistress stayed up much later. I read a couple of stories before I tried to go to sleep, and that on top of everything that had been brewing with 'Gareth's Obsession'... meant I didn't sleep well and I kept waking up. This carried on for quite some time, until about 2:30am or something, when I woke up yet again and very, very hard.

This happens now and again, and oddly usually when Mistress R stays up late reading and drinking wine. As has happened before I toyed with the idea of going downstairs and asking permission to stroke my cock. I never have though, which is frustrating because while I would love Mistress to be more 'spontaneous' about things like 'out of the bedroom' ass-worship, when it comes down to it apparently I am not 'spontaneous' either...

But actually, on this occasion I really didn't want permission to stroke my cock, because I was so 'on-edge' that I knew if I stroked more than about five times I was going to cum. So, after a few minutes of restlessness I got up and went to the toilet and then tried yet again to go back to sleep. But then a few seconds later I heard Mistress shutting off the lights downstairs and coming to bed. Oddly it was only the other day that I was thinking how often Mistress used to stay up late and then come to bed a bit 'tipsy' and start grinding her ass against me or even sucking or stroking me until I came. 

So when she got into bed I cuddled up against her and put my arm around her. I was still very torn about what I really wanted, and while I wasn't actually hard any more I still felt incredibly needy and I really, really, really wanted to cum. Not only that but I really wanted Mistress to make me eat my cum. And not just a little bit, but every last drop.

Now the thing is, as long-term readers will know, is that ever since we started 24/7/365 chastity back in April 2011, one of the stipulations Mistress made when accepting the role of 'cageless' keyholder was that I wasn't allowed to ask permission to cum. I believe I asked once about a week in and Mistress's answer was 'So you want to end chastity?'... I did not want to 'end chastity' then and I did not want to end 'chastity' now and so in all this time I don't believe I have ever asked for permission to cum (unless Mistress had given me one of her special vouchers - more on that later). 

In recent years I have told her how 'badly' I want to be allowed to cum, but that is not the same as asking permission as far as I am concerned. I think initially Mistress made this rule because she didn't want me 'topping from the bottom' (essentially) and I think it was a good rule. Whether it still is I'm not sure...

Anyway, the point is I haven't ever asked and so it was a massive thing for me to actually ask her this, so even before I asked I was already feeling quite nervous about it... 

Well that's an understatement, I was extremely nervous about asking her this. Despite this, as I cuddled against her I literally begged her to make me cum and told her how badly I wanted to eat my cum for her. Mistress reached back and loosely stroked my half-hard cock (I tell you these nerves were real and not helping at all!) as she did so I begged her to let me cum again. 

Mistress turned over and asked me if I really wanted to be allowed to cum. I said I did and she reached over to turn the light on. Then she pulled the sheet back and started to stroke me, I told her again how much I wanted her to make me swallow my cum, because I wanted her to 100% understand how badly I wanted this. In fact this is something that I'm pretty sure is in our (long neglected) chastity contract, but recently it has been very hit and miss with Mistress either only feeding me a small amount or not doing it at all (which honestly wouldn't bother me so much if I was coming every week, but of course it's usually not much more than once a month or so...).

Anyway, as I thought it didn't take many strokes to push me over the edge, I didn't even feel like I had got properly hard, which was weird considering my cock was like an iron bar about five minutes before - but like I said, I was extremely stressed about breaking this rule that had been in place for so long and just generally feeling weird about feeling so incredibly 'desperate' and craving the taste of cum so badly.

I mean, I'm used to being 'edged' and 'being close' but this was a totally different level of 'need' that only happens very occasionally to me. The feeling is actually very intoxicating and incredibly intense, and if I wasn't in 'chastity' I would 100% have jerked myself off in a heartbeat. But then if I wasn't in chastity I doubt I would ever experience this feeling... 

It was pretty intense and I felt super sensitive really quickly, but even though Mistress pushed her fingers into my mouth, aside from one tiny droplet of cum there just didn't seem to be any on her hand at all. I couldn't feel it on my skin either so either it flew off somewhere or maybe I had a 'dry' orgasm, which has never happened before I don't think, but can apparently be caused by stress - which would make a lot of sense here! 

So in the end I didn't quite get what I'd hoped for, but it certainly wasn't Mistress's fault, she told me the next day that she was going to feed it to me but it just wasn't there. I still felt weird about breaking this rule the next day but Mistress told me not to worry about it. I know she was being kind and didn't want me to feel bad about it and I really appreciated that she allowed me to cum this one time... because I really needed it. 

But the more I've thought about this since the more I realised that while I was truly desperate to cum in that moment, and while I can't fault Mistress for allowing me a once in thirteen years request... I think the reason I felt so odd about it the day after was simply that it made me question what up until that point had been a 'certainty'.

You see, cageless chastity is a whole different thing to the 'regular' kind. Not that I've ever had the benefit of a cage, but while it certainly has its inconveniences it does offer a certain amount of 'certainty', if we ignore the whole 'being able to pull out' or 'still possible to cum in the cage' arguments. I mean it does a lot of 'work', whereas when you are free it's really down to the person in chastity to be a) mentally strong and b) truthful.

I have wondered from time to time what would happen if one day, like on Saturday night, I was so insanely horny that I just couldn't stop myself from jerking off. I know that straight after I would feel like shit, but what would worry me more than anything would be confessing to Mistress what I had done.

Now you might think I would be worried because of how I thought she would react and you would be right, but you're probably wrong about the reasons for it. Obviously I don't know for certain how she would react, but my worry would be that she would be kind and say it didn't matter, that I'd done well to last thirteen years and everything that a loving wife would feel was the right thing to say. But... that would be the worst thing I could hear, honestly. I would be much happier if she was annoyed about it, because then I would know it meant something and I hadn't simply been chastizing 'myself' all that time.

Now, this isn't the same situation as her agreeing to let me cum on Saturday night, because I asked and she decided to let me - it's not the same because she could have said 'no' if she'd wanted to. (She also could have said 'You know you're not allowed to ask that' if she'd wanted to.) But it still fucked with my head quite a bit, and it made me wonder if I would change that rule if it was an option? 

I probably would honestly... because these days I am less concerned with being made to wait long periods of time. I am way more excited about the feeling of submissiveness I get from either being allowed to cum, or being ruined and made to eat my load. 

I mean, I'd still want Mistress to have a choice, including simply saying 'no', and maybe having asked I then wouldn't be able to ask again for a period of thirty days or something. I don't know...

I don't know, it just made me question everything that the last thirteen years had been built on, which is why I felt so weird about the whole thing. 

Anyway, about a week after this all happened Mistress teased and edged me, including allowing me to worship her gorgeous asshole. She left me so close to the edge that she ended up ruining my orgasm and feeding me my cum, all of which made me very happy* and then last night...

*I wrote about this in my last post on the 25th of November

30 November 2024

Once again I was very tired and I decided to go to bed earlier than Mistress, who stayed up for quite a while. Again I decided to read a Literotica story before I went to sleep, one I found a couple of days ago but hadn't had time to read because it's about 11,500 words! It's called 'Black Diamond' (I'll post a link at the bottom of the page - I've already added it to my 'Stories by Other Author's Page') and it's a well written Cuckold/BBC/Slutwife story with an interesting twist.

This took longer than I expected because it's so long, and I eventually clicked off my light at just after midnight. I didn't get hard while I was reading the story, but I enjoyed it. However, about half an hour later I woke up again and my cock was rock hard. I must have laid there for ten minutes sleepily debating whether to get up and go downstairs to ask for permission to stroke my aching cock, but once again I elected not to. One of these days... 

I eventually went back to sleep, and then sometime later I woke up again, suddenly wide awake - I'm not sure what time it was, maybe 1:30 or 2am. I heard Mistress coming to bed and I reached across to stroke her back as she got onto the mattress. Unlike last time Mistress moved straight towards me and cuddled me, and as I felt her gorgeous naked body pressing against me I felt myself getting very hard.

Mistress reached down and started stroking me, this time nice and rough, making sure I stayed hard. It felt amazing and for some reason even though I only came about a fortnight ago and was ruined a week ago I was convinced she was going to let me cum again. Mistress continued stroking me and rubbing my balls, bringing me closer and closer and closer to the edge. So close I could almost taste it...

But as soon as I told her I was getting to the point of no return she let go! I couldn't believe it. I mean, I don't really know why I was so convinced she was going to let me cum, and in a way I kinda loved that she didn't, but at the same time even though it hadn't been that long I was already feeling pretty desperate to taste my cum again.

We cuddled a while longer and then Mistress turned over and went to sleep. I also went to sleep (eventually!) and it wasn't until I woke up the next morning that I remembered the voucher that Mistress gave me in October which granted me permission to ask for an orgasm at some point during December. All this happened way after midnight on November the 30th so technically it was already December and I could have asked. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn!

Of course, it's only permission to ask, it doesn't guarantee anything and Mistress could have said yes, no or ruined me... but if I had it in my mind I would 100% have asked. Believe me. I really wanted to cum again.

Incidentally, after I asked Mistress to let me cum the other week I did suggest that we treat it as me 'using my voucher' earlier, but Mistress decided to let me keep it, which was very nice of her. 



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Monday, 25 November 2024

Have You Ever Had an Orgasm Headache?

Recently I experienced something called an 'Orgasm Headache'... or in my case perhaps more accurately an 'Edging Headache'. This is an intensely painful sensation that starts in your neck and travels up into the back of your head. In fact I would go as far as to say that it was perhaps the second most painful thing I've ever experienced after a ruptured disc in my back many years ago.

Looking online it seems there are two causes for this, one is to do with blood pressure and one is to do with the muscles in your neck and shoulders contracting as you approach orgasm. Well I went to my chiropractor and my doctor and I'm happy to say that the worst of it seems to have passed. My neck and shoulders are still very stiff, but thankfully that terrible stabbing pain in the back of the head during sex has gone.

I'm pretty sure it's not to do with blood pressure, though my reading was a bit high at the doctors so they got me doing that at home for a couple of weeks. But anyway, the blood pressure kind of 'Orgasm Headache' apparently comes on when you actually orgasm and hits suddenly, where the muscular variation builds as you get closer. I'm seeing my chiropractor again tomorrow and hopefully this problem will continue to recede, but at least I am able to enjoy sex with my wonderful Mistress R again!

Speaking of which, on Saturday Mistress and I retired to the bedroom for some R&R and while we were kissing before I went down on her my cock got very hard and as I knelt between her open thighs she reached down and stroked me. This felt so good, not least because I have not had the most responsive cock of late; in fact it's been quite a number of months since I've been teased without using a cock ring.

I had hoped that losing weight would have helped, and maybe it is helping, but it seems age and my nerve damage is working against me here. Still, feeling optimistic, after settling down between Mistress's beautiful thighs and licking her to orgasm I decided to try without the cock ring for a change, not least because I really miss having my balls slapped 'properly' and that's just too painful when they are trapped with a ring behind them.

At first it went well, and I got a decent erection, but unfortunately Mistress is used to being able to tease me very gently with a cock ring on with me still being able to stay rock hard. But in this instance that didn't really work and I quickly lost it. Mistress continued for some time, sucking and stroking me, without a tremendous amount of success, it must be said, until she stood over me and made me beg to lick her delicious ass. 

As usual, this did the trick and I was soon hard again, and of course I absolutely loved every second of it! Mistress rose up and made me beg a second time, before allowing me another bout of heavenly ass worship that left me teetering on the brink of orgasm. As Mistress moved to my side, I warned her I was close and she let go, moving to kiss me as I fought to keep control.

Mistress looked down at my throbbing cock and curled her fingers around it, stroking it very slowly and gently until my cum began to leak out. Mistress asked me if I thought was a 'ruin' or a proper 'orgasm' and we agreed that it was definitely ruined as I definitely hadn't enjoyed any kind of 'release' from it.

Then she said 'Well, you know what you have to do now..." and she scooped up my cum with her fingers and told me to lick them clean. 

It was truly wonderful! 😊

Saturday, 23 November 2024

The New Story is Doing Quite Well on Literotica so Far...

It's been five days since 'Gareth's Obsession' went up on Literotica, and so far the results are positive. I've had three comments (all nice ones!) and so far it's scoring 4.38/5.0, which is great. Hopefully over time it will get to 4.5 and then it will get a 'HOT' rating. But we'll see what happens. 

It's been read 6,600 times in five days which is pretty good considering it's in the 'Fetish' section, which is not a popular section of the site... but it only has 68 votes so a few more 5's and it could easily go up.

I haven't started wrtiting anything else yet as that one took a lot out of me, but I will start thinking about doing something soon.

Saturday, 16 November 2024

Gareth's Obsession (Written November 2024)



CHAPTER ONE 

Gareth sat with his head down, breathing hard. At 46 he was still in good shape, but there was no getting away from it, the gym just wasn’t as much fun as it used to be. In fact these days there was only one thing that kept him coming back… and she didn’t even know he existed. He lifted his head and glanced around the room; the gym was quite busy but he couldn’t see Amanda.
 
He dropped his head for a moment and then hauled himself to his feet. God he hated himself, why did he bother coming here just to catch a glimpse of her? She must be fifteen years his junior and so far out of his league it wasn’t even funny. Plus he strongly suspected she was seeing Alex, the scary looking personal trainer who worked there.
 
He looked around again and spotted his ‘nemesis’ in the corner. The guy was 6’3 minimum and built like a brick shithouse, no way did Gareth want to have a ‘problem’ with Alex! Sure, he seemed friendly enough day to day, but if he really was dating Amanda then he didn’t look like he’d take kindly to another man messing with his girl.
 
He watched Alex explaining to a short, slightly tubby girl  how to use one of the machines. She had obviously just joined the gym and nodded along enthusiastically as he spoke, but honestly seemed far more interested in Alex’s huge, veiny arms than the machine itself.
 
Gareth flicked his eyes around the room again and finally spotted Amanda. Oh shit… every time he saw her it was just like the first; she was simply ‘unreal’. Beautiful blue eyes, shoulder length blond hair tied back in a high ponytail and that incredible body tightly encased in Lycra gymwear… he could barely take his eyes off her.
 
He drank her in for a few more seconds before shifting his gaze, despising himself for being so creepy. He turned to walk away and almost bumped straight into Alex who was now standing close beside him.
 
“Steady on!” said Alex.
 
“Shit sorry, I wasn’t… looking…. where I was going.”

New Story is Finished!

My new story is done. Finally....! And it will be posted here soon. Mistress R has just spent the last hour reading and checking my work - which is much appreciated honestly, because I've spent so long on it now that I honestly can't see the wood for the trees anymore! She didn't find masses wrong with it, just a few punctuation problems and the like... all I need to do now is think of a good title. 

Obviously being that it is going to be posted on Literotica it needs a good title that gives a flavour of what it's about, otherwise how will all the 'rednecks' find it to leave their hilariously nasty comments? Quite why these people bother to read stories like mine when it's plainly obvious that they aren't going to like them I really don't know. At least they will have plenty to go at this time as there's just under 20,000 words to read.

In case you are wondering this is another chastity/cuckold story, with a bit of light Femdom thrown in here and there, but nothing heavy. I know I've written a lot of cuckold stories before, but I find it quite difficult to write a pure chastity story, adding cuckolding to the mix immediately gives you so much more to write about. But maybe next time I will try to write something different...

I have got an idea in mind, but I'm not sure it's really the basis for a story - maybe just a blogpost that someone might find useful...?

Okay, sorry to keep stalling you, I will get it done by tomorrow night at the latest. I'm sure I can come up with a satisfactory title by then.

Tuesday, 12 November 2024

My Story is Getting Closer...

I've reached that difficult stage of writing a long story where it's nearly finished and I start second guessing everything that I've done. I'm even wondering if there's enough actual 'sex' in the story... originally there was supposed to be another scene which was included but I left it out as it interrupted the flow of the main story. I don't know if that was a good idea or not... but on the other hand it feels like the final scene has more impact because of the long slow build.

I also find it quite hard to choose names for my characters sometimes, especially if I start writing with names that I then decide to change. I feel like in fiction, unlike in real life, characters need names that somewhat reflect their status in the story. So for example a 'submissive' male could be called Peter or James, but not Brad or Mike. 

Similarly an unattainable 'Goddess' type really can't be called Peggy or Betty, it's just not going to work. Or course you can take this too far, I've seen stories on Literotica where the 'submissive' male is called Cedric or something equally daft that means you can't even read it with any sense of investment. So it's a delicate balance, and one that I hope I have got right. But at the end of the day, there comes a point where you have to go with what you've done and for most people who read it as long as it's not obviously jarring they will just take it at face value. 

I've printed my story for the final time and I just need to go through it again with a fine tooth comb (and perhaps decided whether or not to write in the scene I left out) and then it will be time to post it up and start writing the next one. 

Sunday, 10 November 2024

Progress on My Latest Story...

I know I said it was coming, I know I said it was close... but it's not quite ready yet. For some reason the last ten days I just haven't had the time to knuckle down and get it finished, but it should definitely be finished and posted by the end of the week. In the meantime I have added four more stories to my 'Stories by Other Authors' page, so if you like you could check those out while you wait. 

STORIES BY OTHER AUTHORS