A Story that needs pics

I have a wonderful story that is an orphan. It needs photos to go with it. Read it and see if you think you'd want to do pics and have them back to me by Sunday the 18th.

I'm looking for 3-5 pics that would enhance the story with some erotic visions. It's all up to you and I'll put it together for my magazine.

Any Takers??

Savior


He hovered in the alleyway, preparing for the night's feeding. This was prime hunting territory...a part of town where the forgotten and disenchanted gathered. No one ever raised an alarm when another homeless person or prostitute disappeared. Allegiances among them were few, and most times it was figured that they'd simply moved on.

He was about leave to find his next victim when a young woman - a whore from the looks of her - minced into the alley and leaned against the wall of a nearby building. She let out a sigh as she slipped a foot out of one of her high heeled shoes, and idly massaged it, then the other. Once she was finished, she dug into her jacket pocket and fished out a pack of cigarettes. She lit one and took a drag, rested her head back against the wall, and let out the smoke with a sigh.

He looked at her closely. Despite her disheveled appearance, she was quite lovely...another one of mankind's forgotten children. As he felt his hunger start to take over him he rustled his leathery wings. Time on the streets had made the woman keen to such little disturbances, and her head shot up as she looked around warily for the source of the noise. She caught sight of him then, and his muscles tightened as he readied himself to pounce on her the second she ran.

But instead she regarded him coolly, taking in his dusky chiseled form gleaming in the moon's faint light. He saw her eyes taking in his black wings, then move down his nakedness to his cock, and back up to his face. Their eyes met and held for a few moments. Then to his surprise she stood up straight and dropped her things onto the concrete, took a few steps in his direction unbuttoning her cheap satin blouse just enough to expose her neck and the tops of her creamy breasts, and calmly opened her arms out to him, tilting her head back.
"I know what you are," she whispered, "save me from this."

He was suspicious at first, used to the cattle panicking at the sight of him, and wondered what she was up to. Then with his keen senses he could smell her desire to be used by him, and advanced cat-like towards her, a low growl emanating from his throat. But this woman was no mouse, trembling in fear. She just waited...wanted...her eyes challenging him to take her.

He smiled, and once she was in reach he stretched out a hand, and stroked it softly down her side. She gasped at his touch, and shivered with anticipation. He wrapped his arm around her waist, and launched them up into the air. Her laughter tinkled in his ear as he landed them gracefully on the top of building's roof.

With one hand he ripped her blouse to shreds. With the other hand, he reached under her short skirt and tore away her skimpy thong. She arched against him with a cry. He picked her up like she was naught but a feather, and she eagerly encircled his waist with her long legs.

With one swift movement he shoved his cock inside her, stifling her moans with his mouth. He breathed in the scent of her - a combination of sex, tequila, cigarette smoke, and breath mints - and strangely intoxicated by it, he shoved her up against the wall of the enclosed stairwell. They bucked against each other in a perfect rhythm, her hips meeting his every savage invasion of her body.
She shuddered with each of his thrusts, gripping him tightly inside her. His mouth moved to her breasts, and he sucked hard on one nipple, and then moved up to her lips kissing her roughly, cutting her tongue with his fangs. Upon tasting her sweet blood, he moaned. Her hands beat against his back weakly in false protest, but as she neared her climax her nails dug into him, leaving little crescent shaped marks in his flawless midnight skin.

He moved his mouth down to her throat then, the sharp tips of his teeth pricking her skin. She entwined her fingers in his hair, and tugged on it to get him to look at her. Her gaze was beseeching. Quietly she whispered, "Please?"

Filled with need for her, he ripped into her neck. They both came at that moment, his moans stifled by her neck, while she let out a wail of pleasure and pain. Her blood flooded his mouth as their juices streamed down his thighs. He drank greedily from her, feeling her body cool as it drained, felt her heart slowing. He stopped drinking then and looked at her. She was conscious, but just barely. She lifted her head and kissed him gently, licking the blood from around his mouth.

He hadn't created a companion for many years, but she was different. She was fearless, and that led him to believe that she would be worthy of his gift. With a nail he scratched at his throat opening a vein there, and placed her lips against it. She took to it like a babe to a teat, mewling softly as she sucked. The feel of her mouth on him galvanized him...made him feel like every nerve in his being was on fire. Yes, this would be his new bride.

Once he determined she'd had enough, he pulled her mouth away, and the wound quickly healed. Her eyes were glazed, her pupils vast black pools ringed with a blue as pure as the sky, and she smiled at him beatifically before resting her head on his shoulder and falling into an exhausted sleep.

He gently stroked his hand through her dark hair. "You, my darling," he whispered into her ear, "will be saved."

A Touch of Lace - Ninth Edition call for writers

Welcome readers, writers, and photographers!

You're likely here because of a classified post or you stumbled onto the location at Tastefully Erotic and were interested either way.

A Touch of Lace is an erotica magazine focusing on Bi & Lesbian women's erotic stories written by amateur writers in Second Life. Each issue will deliver stories that could come from anyone within Second Life. The goal is that this magazine provides those who either write or wish to write an opportunity to present stories to a wider audience.

Each issue has a theme - the fifth issue focusing on Halloween! So if you've got an erotic story in your mind that involves vampires, werewolves, ghosts, goblins or even some wicked costume party ideas.....now is the time. The bite of a vampire, the change of becoming something so powerful under a full moon, things that go bump-bump-bump in the night. The kind of erotica that has a mystical tinge to it, that's what this issue has to offer. It's also clear that we have all seen someone at a party in an amazing costume that made us want to know more, maybe now is the time to put that down to share.

Deadline for entries will be September 28th.

The editors review all stories and consider them for publication. Ideally, each month, we'll select 5 stories for publication and then the magazine will hit the stands for the world to see. Now, we can't offer any kind of pay as a reward at this time. But, it is my sincere hope that once this magazine finds a footing, I'll be able to pay the writers that are published as well as the photographers for each issue you appear in.

We're trying to combine some great photos with the stories and since an evolving entity, some stories will have a few images where others will have more Cover artwork will reflect the theme of each issue and I'd like to have a photograph of each writer and the photographers for each issue shown so we can all recognize the community that helps to make this publication a success.

Advertisers are allowed but we're not going to try to go 'ad crazy'. I only want to have people I know and wish to support listed within the magazine. That way, you know that there's something really of the highest quality when you read the stories, see the images and use the links within.

So -- the guidelines...

Story length should be between 1500 and 2500 words in general. This is a magazine, not a novel! If you have something that is significantly larger or smaller - please give some background on it and why it should be considered. This is a general guideline but it's also meant to keep consistency for the readers. Multi-part stories should not be submitted as the magazine will likely change subject from issue to issue which would wreck continuity.

Pictures are not accepted at this time. For consistency sake, please let the magazine take pictures. We want great text to be the focus of the magazine with wonderful images to be inspired by the stories. If you're a photographer, drop me a card or IM and let me know of your interest.

The publisher and editor will make changes to your submission on an as-needed basis for flow and grammar.

Please, no real-names in the stories. No youth (under 18) or objectionable material. A Touch of Lace reserves the right to refuse to run any story it finds objectionable. Please send stories to me via notecard in-world or via my yahoo email account: lacie_babenco@yahoo.com. By submitting a story for consideration, the writer consents to allow it to be published. All writers will receive notification prior to publishing that the submission has been accepted to run.

Let's see what kind of talent there is in SL. If the topic of the issue isn't your bag, be patient, there will be future issues and I hope to cover a wide range of topics for everyone here in SL.

So to recap:

Story Theme for the Ninth issue: Halloween Issue - Vampires, supernatural, costume parties!
Story length: 1500-2500 words
No pictures with the submission
Send submissions via a notecard to Lacie Babenco -or -
Send submissions via email to lacie_babenco@yahoo.com
Make sure your name and story title are in the notecard body text and the notecard title
Not all submissions will be used - it's up to the editorial staff
The editorial staff may edit your story for flow and grammar.

****REMEMBER THE DEADLINE! I AM SETTING September 28th, 2009 AS THE DEADLINE FOR SUBMISSIONS - MESSAGE ME EVEN IF I'M OFFLINE IF YOU NEED MORE TIME!*****