I have an idea...how about we all right a fiction...I have written something and I'll post and then someone else can pick up and add on...and so on and so on...it might be interesting and migh not. If no one wants to participate, then I will finish the story myself if anyone enjoys what I have down so far. It's fairly typical and my first attempt so, so here goes:
The night air was thick and smelled of jasmine. I walked down through the streets of the "theater district" and watched as the children of the night came and went. The area had been built up with many bars, clubs, cafes and restaurants, the hot spot to be. Bright neon shone in every direction, the thud of music as you passed by each venue to taunt those to come in and the smell of revelry everywhere. I ventured down alone one night to see if maybe I might find a place where I could feel a part of. I did not. I wondered along looking at the hordes of many; pale faces with dark eyes and black clothes much like myself except I never could get my olive skin to look so pale...girls in their short tight dresses and boys in their tshirts and baggy pants then the men with their tight jeans/leather pants and opened shirts. I was horny yes, it had been a long time since I last found anyone worth giving myself to and oh how I wanted to.
I lusted to be somewhere but I did not know where. IMy feet were taking me on a journey but I wasn't aware of it at the time until I wondered upon a place hidden between two big buildings. The door was fascinating to me, it's carved faces and heaviness. It looked old, ancient and beautiful. I walked closer and brushed my hand lightly across it's massive thickness, it was warm and seemed to breath underneath my hand. Suddenly the door opened and I could hear the haunting sound beckoning me to enter. I gingerly stepped in and tried to sneak around the corner and find a quiet place to observe. The feeling here was electric, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I was invigorated. By what I do not know. I scampered to the bar and ordered a vodka press, the first time a bartender made it without me having to tell him in a very long time. He handed me the drink and brushed my hand with his...his fingers were cold but inticing. I looked up to see two dark eyes piercing my skin with their gaze. I shivered, paid him and walked back to my secluded spot or so I thought.
I watched and everyone here was so beautiful, they moved so elegantly and seemed to glide across the floor. I sucked down my drink without knowing and started crunching on my ice. I was excited by the intoxicating aura of this place. I felt I was being watched but no one seemed to be noticing me, a few glances and smiles that each caught me and spun me around just adding to my excitement. I felt someone from the side of me and turned to look but no one was there...did I imagine it? I decided I did and went back to the bar to order another drink. The bartender was so attentive and smiled as he handed me the glass and said, "This one is on the house." He shone, I swear he was shining but with no reflecting light, his teeth as white as any starlet could dream of having, his skin porcelain and smooth, eyes piercing and long blonde hair...I was aroused and he knew it. As he walked down the bar he turned and looked at me over his shoulder, I could have cum right then, he seemed to snicker at me. I felt he was teasing me on purpose, preparing me for something.
I suddenly felt someone next to me and thought to myself I must be losing it but this time there was someone there. I turned and what I saw changed my life forever though I did not know it at the time. I've never seen beauty in it's more purest form but there it was standing right in front of me and looking directly at me. Two eyes of sapphire blue that seemed to pierce my soul and know all there was to know about me. Fulls lips that drew you in, that made you want to lean in and kiss them, suck them and bite them. A chisled face that only a greek god from old stories could have possessed and dark flowing hair with a few trendles falling over his left eye. A long neck and smooth skin with a shirt that looked metal but it wasn't it was something I've never seen before...black, shiny that clunged perfectly to his tight small frame. Black leather pants so tight that made your thighs tingle and a moisture develop between them. Black boots and a long black leather coat. A goth? Yes but somehow different not a make-up on him, not a dyed hair just pure beauty. I was entranced and could not speak. He took my hand and led me to a couch in the back corner. I went without hesitation. I surrendered to his touch.
He spoke. "I've been waiting for you." His voice was lilting and low, a quiet whisper but I could here him plainly. I was so entranced by him I did not answer. What does he mean, he was waiting for me...now that's a line that makes you curious and yet on-guard. His gaze never lifted from me not even a blink of the eye. I finally found my voice and said "Oh?" I suddenly blushed knowing I must sound like an idiot trying to be coy and "cool". He giggled slightly and smiled. I was beside myself, his smile was like heaven smiling on you or was it hell I was seeing...I do not know but I liked it and wanted to go where ever it took me. He leaned in so close to me I could feel his lips brushing mine. "you know me and you want me. Give me your hand" this beautiful one said. I didn't think twice but lifted my hand which he placed over his heart. His beating was rythmic was hpnotizing. He placed his hand on my heart, more on my breast which I was not complaing. I suddenly felt transported as if I was in a dream.
The night air was thick and smelled of jasmine. I walked down through the streets of the "theater district" and watched as the children of the night came and went. The area had been built up with many bars, clubs, cafes and restaurants, the hot spot to be. Bright neon shone in every direction, the thud of music as you passed by each venue to taunt those to come in and the smell of revelry everywhere. I ventured down alone one night to see if maybe I might find a place where I could feel a part of. I did not. I wondered along looking at the hordes of many; pale faces with dark eyes and black clothes much like myself except I never could get my olive skin to look so pale...girls in their short tight dresses and boys in their tshirts and baggy pants then the men with their tight jeans/leather pants and opened shirts. I was horny yes, it had been a long time since I last found anyone worth giving myself to and oh how I wanted to.
I lusted to be somewhere but I did not know where. IMy feet were taking me on a journey but I wasn't aware of it at the time until I wondered upon a place hidden between two big buildings. The door was fascinating to me, it's carved faces and heaviness. It looked old, ancient and beautiful. I walked closer and brushed my hand lightly across it's massive thickness, it was warm and seemed to breath underneath my hand. Suddenly the door opened and I could hear the haunting sound beckoning me to enter. I gingerly stepped in and tried to sneak around the corner and find a quiet place to observe. The feeling here was electric, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I was invigorated. By what I do not know. I scampered to the bar and ordered a vodka press, the first time a bartender made it without me having to tell him in a very long time. He handed me the drink and brushed my hand with his...his fingers were cold but inticing. I looked up to see two dark eyes piercing my skin with their gaze. I shivered, paid him and walked back to my secluded spot or so I thought.
I watched and everyone here was so beautiful, they moved so elegantly and seemed to glide across the floor. I sucked down my drink without knowing and started crunching on my ice. I was excited by the intoxicating aura of this place. I felt I was being watched but no one seemed to be noticing me, a few glances and smiles that each caught me and spun me around just adding to my excitement. I felt someone from the side of me and turned to look but no one was there...did I imagine it? I decided I did and went back to the bar to order another drink. The bartender was so attentive and smiled as he handed me the glass and said, "This one is on the house." He shone, I swear he was shining but with no reflecting light, his teeth as white as any starlet could dream of having, his skin porcelain and smooth, eyes piercing and long blonde hair...I was aroused and he knew it. As he walked down the bar he turned and looked at me over his shoulder, I could have cum right then, he seemed to snicker at me. I felt he was teasing me on purpose, preparing me for something.
I suddenly felt someone next to me and thought to myself I must be losing it but this time there was someone there. I turned and what I saw changed my life forever though I did not know it at the time. I've never seen beauty in it's more purest form but there it was standing right in front of me and looking directly at me. Two eyes of sapphire blue that seemed to pierce my soul and know all there was to know about me. Fulls lips that drew you in, that made you want to lean in and kiss them, suck them and bite them. A chisled face that only a greek god from old stories could have possessed and dark flowing hair with a few trendles falling over his left eye. A long neck and smooth skin with a shirt that looked metal but it wasn't it was something I've never seen before...black, shiny that clunged perfectly to his tight small frame. Black leather pants so tight that made your thighs tingle and a moisture develop between them. Black boots and a long black leather coat. A goth? Yes but somehow different not a make-up on him, not a dyed hair just pure beauty. I was entranced and could not speak. He took my hand and led me to a couch in the back corner. I went without hesitation. I surrendered to his touch.
He spoke. "I've been waiting for you." His voice was lilting and low, a quiet whisper but I could here him plainly. I was so entranced by him I did not answer. What does he mean, he was waiting for me...now that's a line that makes you curious and yet on-guard. His gaze never lifted from me not even a blink of the eye. I finally found my voice and said "Oh?" I suddenly blushed knowing I must sound like an idiot trying to be coy and "cool". He giggled slightly and smiled. I was beside myself, his smile was like heaven smiling on you or was it hell I was seeing...I do not know but I liked it and wanted to go where ever it took me. He leaned in so close to me I could feel his lips brushing mine. "you know me and you want me. Give me your hand" this beautiful one said. I didn't think twice but lifted my hand which he placed over his heart. His beating was rythmic was hpnotizing. He placed his hand on my heart, more on my breast which I was not complaing. I suddenly felt transported as if I was in a dream.
