One of my favorite things is that on the roadmap I keep having these recurring characters that are introduced and disappear for a while and then return for almost cameos. The idea that as someone reads all these they will be almost reminiscent of earlier sections is attractive to me. I was also wondering if people read all the parts in order, or if they jump around. I could imagine someone who reads them all in order seeing this part differently from someone who is reading this one first.
People reading these in order will read the original description of a character, vague as it may be, and form their own perception of that person, a face a body etc. I may be the writer, but it belongs to each reader just as much as it belongs to me, we all own our own visions of the characters. Do you like the way things are worded, or can I improve, is my writing overly redundant, or does it neglect things for fear of being redundant? As you can see I overanalyze things, so please post comments on anything and everything, Things that may seem obvious to you, may not be to me.
Any good writer, and I am not saying that I am a good writer, is their own worst critic, seeing the flaws of their creation, and not seeing the good things. I have several times told myself that I was done writing these, that they were just terrible and I need to stop writing, only to get good comments from people. So if you want these to keep coming tell me so, cause if not, I have other (non sex related) ideas I want to do. I could be called an aspiring writer, and I think that if I ever did become a writer it would be quite funny if my first real work was on an amateur sex story website.
I guess I have wandered off topic. Absolutely shocked, I couldn't think of a reply. He sent a second one straight after, "I"I really do, and I need a wank. You looked soooooo sexy." I was still reading it when he slowly walked past me, stopping to place a sales order on my desk. My eyes went straight to his groin.
MY GOD! He really did have an erection. Without speaking he turned and walked towards the men's room. My eyes were transfixed on the door. Five minutes later, he approached my desk. There are a couple of things on that order that you will have to adjust for me, before it goes to the boss." He bluffed, as he dropped something onto the papers, before returning to his own desk. I couldn't believe my eyes.
He'd left a ball of squashed tissues. I tentatively touched it. It was still wet. The dirty bastard! My phone flashed, "Do you like my present? Think of me when you smell it." I don't know why, but I picked it up, and secretly sniffed the warm, wet, cum filled tissue, in a room full of people. The smell was intoxicating.
My stomach was turning cartwheels, and my heart skipping beats, as I clicked the new message on my phone again. It's your turn now, play with yourself." It took five attempts, but with trembling fingers I typed the word, "Alright" and rushed to the ladies toilet, with 'my present' in my hand. Checking that there was no one else in the cubicles, I found the cleanest one and locked the door. I was panting as quietly as possible when my fingers flicked and rubbed my clitoris, while I pressed Tommy's spunk stained tissue to my nose.
It stunk of stale cum, but it was such an aphrodisiac, I couldn't inhale it quick enough, as my fingers whizzed over my tingling love button. Ugh, ugh, ugh." I grunted as quietly as possible when my orgasm fizzed in my pussy and stomach. Cathy? Is that you?" Jeanette asked, from the next cubicle, "Are you alright?" Yes, ehm, its just stomach cramps.