Venis Nytes Writes

  MENDING FENCES a MMF short story (first draft) Note: after a pretty successful run on Literotica, it has now been expanded, edited and included in my erotic short story collection Kissing in the Rain  Here is a small sample of the story: Lysa sighed and walked out to sit on the back patio. The night air was crisp, and the leaves were just starting to turn colorful shades of orange and red. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the broken slat in the fence. It wasn't broken when she bought the house 3 weeks ago. The longer it sat like that, the more annoying it became. Lysa had attempted to contact the neighbors on the other side of the fence, but they were either avoiding her, or they were on totally different schedules. Stretching out on the rattan sofa, she put her feet up and wiggled her toes. The air felt so good on her feet after a long day in pumps and stockings. Again the missing slats in the fence beckoned, and she decided she would go over in the morning before she...

  THE STORY BEHIND THE STORY Hello Readers,  I hope that you have enjoyed the first 10 parts of the story, formally known as  The Ties that Bind .  I had an excellent time writing, imagining, and making up this story when I first started working on it from September through December 2015.  Who could have imagined that in 2020 we would be hit worldwide with a virus? I could not really get back into writing the story last year, so I just did some reworking of it and pretty much tore it apart and worked on it some offline.  I created a new book cover for it as part of the many changes. Much of what you read will still be kept, but there is quite a bit of new content as well. The story will be paced slower. I promise to keep the bedroom scenes. Writing when emotional is dangerous because after having a bad day ....well, let's just say one of the characters is lying in a pool of blood in the current rewrite.  Not dead but dying. I have not decided what to d...

  The Ties that Bind - part 8 (first draft) (A visual inspired short story in honor of #NationalBowTie Day) In the bathroom, he turned on the water, and steam quickly filled the enclosure. He made sure to adjust the water stream to two. "You can control the water temperature by voice. Just say hotter or colder. It adjusts in 5-degree increments." Noel informed me as he moved to the sink and looked at his jaw, contemplating shaving.  I noticed he also looked at his neck and rubbed his hand over the area where I bit him. A small twinge of guilt assailed me. I excused myself to use the toilet, which thankfully had a door. The weight of what I needed to do was heavy. I was not sure I could go through with it. I usually never questioned the agency. But this. This didn't seem logical. I looked out of the bathroom window and saw the stars twinkling above the city. Would this be my daylight now?  Would I be able to even go out in the sun anymore? What about chocolate. Please tell...

  The Ties that Bind- part 7  (first draft) (A visual inspired short story in honor of #NationalBowTie Day) I snuggled my naked body against Noel as he carried me into the large, minimally appointed bedroom. He kissed me as he walked me over to the huge king plus bed and gently lay me out on it. Looking up, I see a beautiful square tray ceiling motif. Soft recessed lights lit the room. Pressing back into the comforter, I spread my arms out and sighed. It reminded me of floating on a cloud. Bending his head to my midsection, Noel spread his hands across my waist and planted soft kisses on my stomach. He worked his way up to my breasts, leaving a wake of heated flesh. He kissed the undersides, fondling and stroking them. Flicking and sucking my nipples. He slowly kissed down each side of my body to my hips and returned to the valley between my breasts.  Noel softly took my pendant between his lips and moved it to the side so he could continue tracking kisses across my chest...

    VENIS NYTES WRITES  The Ties that Bind...Part 3  (first draft) (A visual inspired story in honor of #NationalBowTieDay) The cab dropped me off in front of a swanky high rise owned by some deep-pocket company with their name emblazoned on the heavily ornate metal doors manned by 2 beefy doormen. The earlier rain had subsided, but there was still the occasional flickering of lightning competing to be seen amidst the thousands of lights of  Metropolis Prime. Shelly immediately intercepted me, like she had been waiting right next to the door. She handed me a glass of champagne and proceeded to encourage me to do a twirl so she could see all 360 degrees of my fabulous self.  She smiled approvingly, bobbing her head up and down. "You look stunning!" She said and grabbed my hand to lead me to the company table. "You look ravishing yourself, " I complimented back as we made our way through the crowd of expensive suits and dresses.   What?... this old thing...