Fifteen weeks! Damn, Limericks Volume Three has been stuck in editing for three weeks. It has not been a very productive past couple of weeks. As tax time winds down there is a lot more client work that needs to be cleared off of the desk, and well, money comes first. But by next week… yes next week, volume three will get posted… I can feel it!
And this past week wasn’t all dormant as a dormouse… I have been getting limericks posted to twitter and the book of faces. But I’m a bit lagging in getting them uploaded at Pinterest…
Also, I’ve been occasionally dropping the Limericks on my Google Circles page… does anybody have any feedback or opinion of Circles as a viable social media site or an I just posting on the next new MySpace with that?
Here’s an excerpt from something I’m working on now:
As I was awakened by the sounds of moaning I could hear it coming from the hall. I got up and went out to see if my aunt was alright fearing she may be I’ll, or injured… Her door was ajar and as I opened it I saw her stretched out on her bed bathed in bright moonlight. Her light blue satin nightgown was bunched up around her waist, her legs were speed and her hands burrows between her pale thighs.
I stood there in the doorway frozen in shock and surprise. I had never seen a woman masturbating before… Not even on the internet… And the sight here and now mesmerized me. As my paralysis left me I could feel my cock swelling with the excitement. I had never thought of my aunt in sexual way but now it was the only thing I could think of.
Her soft sweet lips moaning and gasps as her head tossed and turned the main of black curls tossing… As her climax approached her cries grow higher and louder, but it was the scent that I had a particular notice of. A pungent musky aroma that Emirates from her… It struck me full as I breathed in her scent, my nostrils flaring… I became aware that my own hand worked its way into my sleep pants and around my twitching cock… As my aunt came I climaxed too. My cum soaking into my sleep-pants…
I saw my aunt’s hands fall limp beside her. Her climax complete she drifted deeper into sleep… Her breasts fussing and falling as her breathing resumed it’s normal pace…
I was aware of my standing there… Watching her half make form on the bed and growing hard again… I returned to my bed with another aching hard-on waiting to me satisfied… And for the second time that might o thought if having this cock satisfied by my aunt. As I masturbated again that though grew move vivid.
The next morning I headed down stairs. I slept in late and it must have been around nine in the morning. My aunt was already washing a couple of breakfast dishes.
“Hey, you’re up late, is everything ok?” She asked as she saw me flop down as the table.
“Yeah, sure” I answered. Then, I tentatively added “there was just this noise keeping me up I suppose.”
“you’re probably not used to the nocturnal sounds of nature out there in the woods. There are a lot of animals that prowl around, you’re bound to hear something or other out there”
She finished fixing another large cup of coffee before heading upstairs to her desk, her writing and the view. She gave no indication of anything amiss.
Its Biker Babe Week!
Its week 41 of 52, and its #cheerleaderweek on the limericks project. This week’s limericks will all be focused on football and the lovely ladies who encourage good football. I’ll recap the Monday through Friday releases on this site weekly. As always you can keep up with the daily releases on my twitter feed: https://twitter.com/wastor64.
Last week was a productive one here at the Will Alan blog; I posted one new poem in the Lady Hikari series, I put together another ‘‘Tuesday Top Ten’ item my list of the Top Ten Esquire covers. I posted the Friday limerick roundup, and put out another episode of the weekly serial. I really do need to take a good hard look at that piece and see what I can do to lengthen it, and make it more relevant to erotic fiction and just make it a better story. I’m thinking that if I make the segments larger and more ‘encapsulated’, I will be able to maintain a focus on quality.
So as October settles in I will be busy with daily output. I have been reading Stephen King’s ‘On Writing” and really getting a couple of tangible ideas to put into practice. One of these ideas has me focusing on how many words I’m banging out on a daily basis. You know that there is an essay in there somewhere. I suppose that I could always tease it out. Perhaps even post it here.
In the meantime (blah blah blah blah-blah):
A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Ronnie Gets Down to Business’
“Having deployed her acolytes on their various missions it was time for Alexa to have a conversation with Councilman Paul Stone. She and Paul were on very ‘friendly’ terms so it was easy to have him over.
“Paul welcome,” Alexa said ushering the tall and rugged politician.
“Always good to see you,” he said kissing her cheek. He followed her out to the sun room where Alexa had a tea service ready. As they sat on the couch she poured him a cup.
“I wanted to talk to you about the funding issue coming for a vote next month.”
“Well Alexa you know that you and your friends can count on my support. I’m well aware of the many benefits that the library provides,” he said, taking the cup. “But the rest of that short sighted council may be hard to win over.”
“As for that,” Alexa said “I have our friends working on that issues already. I think that when the vote is taken next month you will find you have more support than you know. Friends of ours have been meeting with Mr Miller, Ms Alvarez, and Ms Taylor.”
“The four of us together would be a majority against Ms Potter.”
“Well, as I said, our friends are working very hard on this issue and we wouldn’t want to leave any votes taken for granted,” Alexa purred leaning into him and running her hand up his thigh.
The tea was having its effect, stimulating Paul even before Alexa began turning up the heat. As she brought her lips to his she was looking forward to returning this politician into her hot, wet, hungry, pocket.
Its week 39 of 52. Last week I maintained the daily limerick posting, and posted of the weekly serial. I have fallen a bit more behind schedule and will have to seriously sit down and rework the production schedule. I *hate* doing that. It’s like admitting failure to myself.
In the meantime (blah blah blah blah-blah):
- Literary Pursuits – a second Witch novella being serialized here and now
- Erotic Proclivities – read it here at Erotic Stories
- Two Fingers – read it here: Lushstories.com
- Caitlin (Five chapter novella) – approved, read it here at Literotica.com
- Dumb Drops (formerly Candy) chapter 1 and 2 – approved read it at Stories XNXX
- Dumb Drops (formerly Candy) chapter 3 – Rejected! Its in rewrite now