by steelring
I would have published in Erotic Couplings, but does it really matter? It was a decent read, even if you don't approve of the subject.
There's been an incredible amount of nitpicking on this site recently, one of the many reasons I haven't published anything lately. Get a grip people, these stories are fantasies. If you don't like what you're reading, stop. Read something that suits your tastes better, even if it's an older posting. It's what I do. There are some really gifted writers out there.
The only writer I've ever even mildly criticized is Matt Moreau, and not about his writing, which is very good, but his penchant for writing the same story many times.
One commenter emailed me, and pointed out I was falling into the same routine. Yet another reason I haven't posted lately.
That being said, I will resume posting soon, because I enjoy it. And ease off. Annies, before you screw it up for everyone.
Sorry for the soapbox break, Steelring. I appreciate your efforts.
QHML1
Agree with Q about the category but BFD in this case! Lack of much common language is a neat ploy, but it DOES (kinda) limit Sweetie bringing her relationship with Whale into the story more, which woulda eased the 'category' quibble a little! Maybe something could be done with sign-language (the 'kinda' above)! After all, pulling Our Hero's trunks off was clear non-verbal communication, as was pinching his nipple! A sexual Rosetta stone!
4.4 - High 4*. Thanks!!!
Stories about cheating wives are fine in this category. They would get lost in erotic couplings.
Not a bad story! 3*
....why is Pixie with the whale?
Sadly, we'll never know.
I like the device of the language barrier. Have had such an experience myself....she didn't talk any less, but, like my few words, were nonsense to the other.
The sex was some of the best I ever had. What she/I couldn't express with word, we each expressed with our mouths (smiles, pouts, frowns, as well as lips and tounges) our eyes, our hands and feet, our bodies......it was amazing!
I was surprised when she was waiting outside my door when I got back to my room that next afternoon. I'd gone shopping, preferring fresh fruits and vegetables, to restaurant food (although the restaurants and bars in that city are amazing and delightfully inexpensive), most days. Meat, poultry and fish tend to be more expensive, but I find a balance favoring more vegetables in my meals a better choice.
She smiled and came near, clutching a small bag held over her shoulder and took my arm, leaned in and kissed me without restraint and plenty of fire.
Of course, I took her in with me.
The next 19 days and nights were some of the best of my life.
We figured out a lot, but our time was characterized more by non-verbal communication. Her name was Vika. She was 20 to my 31. She had thick, jet-black hair that hung to her tight, curvy ass, a flat stomach with definition, strong legs, a slightly wide mouth an upturned nose, large (DD, I think) tits that hung high on her chest and had little sag, protruding like nosecones on a 737, full lips and dark green eyes with a slight slant to them.
When we fucked, then later, made love, she would hold me with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around my neck and hips, opening her eyes as she revived from her orgasm and would look into my eyes for the longest time.
I got lost in them. It was a singular experience.
I thought this was a Sea World story, but it turned out to be a cheating whore tail.
I thought you were butchering manna (the food from God).
Good story. This yarn of lovers who cannot speak a common language reminded me of a business colleague many years ago who advised me that "the best way to learn a foreign language is to fuck it". That was how he had learnt German with his future wife, and also how she had learnt English. I also came across another variant of this scenario with a Dutch colleague who fell for a Hungarian girl. Neither could speak each others language (Dutch and Hungarian), but they both spoke fluent English. They married, had a family, and raised their children to speak all 3 languages. The Pixie story is worth 5 stars.
I note that one of our beloved BTB Taliban has condemned Pixie as a 'cheating whore' (yes 26thNC, I'm looking at you). But the story gives us no clue about the relationship between Pixie and the Whale. They may just be friends (non-sexual) taking a holiday together, or brother and sister. Pixie may not be attached to anyone with every right to fuck whoever she wants. Perhaps this story is better classified under 'Erotic Couplings'? Just my thoughts, do with them as you will. It is still a good yarn.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow...- It’s only a day away. Or so Little Orphan Annie sings. Great story and sex by the way!
nicely done. A simple plot with two engaging characters who speak different tongues, but they both speak the same sexual language. She was more assertive than he, but who cares this is fiction. As usual well-written with plentiful detail, Great sex!