All Comments on 'The Green Fairy Adventure'

Liked it alot!! Hope to hear more from you

Well written and hot. I really enjoyed it. Annonymous "Just" appears to have some issues. Don't be bothered by the comments.

Tightly written, with believable action and characters.

well written. i hope that we hear about what does happen at christmas!!! And maybe thanksgiving!

This is a fun frolic of a story, one that's very hot without going into some kind of piledrive like a lot of stories about wild parties tend to do!

The mood, costume, the dancing, the drinking, and the spirited camaraderie between the spouses would make this scenario tinglingly erotic even without the added shennanigans.

So, sigh, I'm surprised & chagrined some people want to drag their scolding about slutty wives into even as charming and literate a fantasy as this.

This is a lovely slice of erotica, and I'm glad for it!

Delicious story! What's happening at Christmas? You're obviously going back to fuck Cynthia while Mark has his way with Michelle!

Best written story I have read in a while. Keep it up, and thanks for sharing your talent!

"It was the requisite color, a deep forest green, but it seemed to be too revealing. The bottom of the dress, which was made of overlapping layers of cloth that resembled

leaves, came down two inches below her ass and accentuated her long, shapely legs. The top was strapless. In fact, it acted like a bustier, pushing her soft breasts up and making it seem as though they were displayed on a shelf. The front of the dress only covered about half an inch above her nipples, effectively leaving about 90% of her breasts completely exposed. A multi-sectioned set of diaphanous wings completed the nymphet look."

Pernod is supposed to be--I think--a version of "the Green Fairy."

So when she was bending over--in this case giving you "a nice big beaver shot,"* there were all these little green leaves dangling in front of your eyes. Sweet.

* I got this from "Dear Jacob." Who was supposed to be "finger banging" girl in her "cubicle." And that image of all you could see of her was her butt and beaver. (Her head was on the desk.)

In that story, guy was just finger-banging girl, but in my story he was unzipping his pants and taking his dick out and jerking off while he did this, and her butt was not still, and finally (after she came of course) came all over her ass--

she was all in green leaves and she wouldn't raise her head--he began to feel just a little scared--he began sucking his come from her pussy just to be on the safe side--

he'd seen a couple of Japanese horror flics recently--

when they went to see "Nudo di Donna" at the New Loft in Tucson. The actress plays both prostitute and wife--the same woman. The implication is that Sandro's wife pretends to be a prostitute to lure her husband to see her as a--purely--sexual being. As he cannot see his wife.

"Sandro is a Roman adrift in Venice during Carnival. As he enters midlife, he argues with his wife of sixteen years more often than they laugh or make love. She's had enough of his moods, so they separate so he can sort out his mind. His first night

away, he sees a photograph of a nude; the image resembles his wife. He searches for the model, whose name is Riri. He finds her, and she looks exactly like his wife, except that Riri is a gaily attired prostitute and Laura is a self-contained antiquarian bookseller. Are they two women, are they one, and in the masquarade of Carnival, what is real?"

- Written by <jhailey@hotmail.com>

with this story!

I hadn't thought of this movie in a long time--

are you not supposed to comment if the story is not brand new?

What difference does it make?

But I think I try a little bit to go by--some rules?

No. Just forget it--

This fairy/angel--

the way you've portrayed this adorable (drunken) woman--

"Michelle, with her wings askew and her band of crumpled green fabric ringing her waist, walked over and lurched into me heavily."

And love the rhyme of "pop" and "cock."

"my cum beginning to run down her leg."

I love stuff like this. It's all perfect.

An aside--did you know that Djuna Barnes had been a journalist before she wrote "Nightwood"?

I love cum running down women's legs--

but it's not me--

also, I didn't see anyone called "just anonymous" here--

and I'm going to resist being foolish enough to write my name--I have a husband and son and I've shamed them enough already--just by my impulsiveness and foolishness--

THE IMPORTANCE OF NAMES

" ... when their first child is born, the imp returns to claim his payment: "Now give me what you promised." The now-queen offers him all the wealth she has if she may keep the child. The imp has no interest in her riches, but finally consents to give up his claim to the child if the queen is able to guess his name within three days. Her many guesses over the first two days fail, but before the final night, her messenger (though he does not know the significance of his mission) comes across the imp's remote mountain cottage and watches, unseen, as the imp hops about his fire and sings. In his song's lyrics, "tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll go to the king's house, nobody knows my name, I'm called Rumpelstiltskin", he reveals his name.[1]

When the imp comes to the queen on the third day and she, after first feigning ignorance, reveals his true name, Rumpelstiltskin, he loses his temper and his bargain. In the 1812 edition of the Brothers Grimm tales, Rumpelstiltskin then "ran away angrily, and never came back." The ending was revised in a final 1857 edition to a more gruesome ending wherein Rumpelstiltskin "in his rage drove his right foot so far into the ground that it sank in up to his waist; then in a passion he seized the left foot with both hands and tore himself in two."

I'm the only person who's written at this site who's ever told her name. And that was a mistake. As a friend of mine said about collard greens--I never could abide not being able to be--yourself--

Fuckin cowards--

"I'm Nobody.

Who are you?"

and a fake name is not putting yourself at risk--and I'll never do it again either--at least not HERE

That's what the stories I'm seeing here lately are getting--I'm way into femme

It's, to me, just so much more fun

You know--it's part of a great literary tradition--

but you should lick it off and all surrounding areas--

and you should feel submissive too

Very good story! The pacing was a bit fast but the climax was excellent. I'd like to have attended that party! Thank you!