Jana Muse

Joined October 2018

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Bio

My name is Jana and I love to write in many erotic genres. It’s a passion really to write about real life experiences as well as fantasies. 😎💕🌸❤️

Stories (4/0)

The Gym
I can’t believe the morning has slipped past me. It is 12:30 and I still haven’t gone to the gym. I better stop what I’m doing now and go, otherwise another day will pass without me pumping any iron. To be honest, I’d rather pump that little redhead from risk management. She is usually at the gym around this time. This time I’m going to talk to her.
By Jana Muse5 years ago in Filthy
The Detour
As usual, I was running late for my meeting, which was to be held a good 40 miles away, when I arrived at Tony’s Garage to pick up my car. Tony was as pleasant as ever. I envied him for never being rushed. On days like today, I would give it all up to live in Tony’s unstressed world. “Hey Dave,” yelled by Tony brought me back to reality. “Your car's not done, I haven’t had a chance to recheck your tires.” My first thought was Damn It. But I told Tony I would take the car anyway. I needed to feel the wind rush by my face and my 1963 Austin Martin convertible was the perfect vehicle for such an indulgence.
By Jana Muse5 years ago in Filthy
All About Me
The hotel room was roomy and surprisingly elegant. As I walked in I could hear the water in the whirlpool tub running and I could smell the relaxing scent of lavender. Did he really show up this time… and start a bath?? I must absolutely be in heaven.
By Jana Muse5 years ago in Filthy
I Really! Like Her
Once upon a time I was going to the local coffee café to sit and write my thoughts on my tablet as I wanted to write a book at some point. The café was bohemian in style and the energy was abundant. Most of the time I would see Kyra. She worked in the café and had this energy that rubbed off on all the patrons of the store. She was beautiful. She had a pretty body with those perfect curves and long legs that wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t help but stare sometimes. I was in lust. Her eyes were a hauntingly green and gray color, her long hair was a dark reddish brown. She had the perfect olive skin that looked so soft. This woman was just so beautiful. I would sometimes stare at her wondering what she looked like underneath her clothing, and then looked away if she eyed me looking at her. I think she noticed. I always had a big grin when I saw her. When she walked by me, I would smell the air… her scent lingered as did her aura. I could tell she had this beautiful aura around her. Sometimes she would sit and talk to me for a bit and I would get chills at times when she walked by or sat and talked with me for a bit. Turned out she owned the coffee café that I so happily sat in day after day. She was something special. I needed to know her more but it would not be for a while but oh, how I wanted to know her, inside and out.
By Jana Muse6 years ago in Filthy