erotica
The house is his for a few days. His choice of food. His choice of music. His choice of company. The only day that...
Hanging in our favorite haunt. It’s a grey, gloomy Tuesday and we’re hiding from life. Staring at her phone, she looks up. Looks at me....
Whenever I think of Tom Ford I think of asparagus. Go to the dictionary. Look up Hunk: Ford, Thomas Carlyle, “Tom”: (bootylicious, doe-eyed, suave,...
What is it about perfectly positioned rope and exquisitely tied knots that is so appealing? If executed correctly the design and placement can be...
you gave me my treat You started me off with the whip, just tickling me with the leather strands, teasing; the licks felt like feathers, like whispers. Then you...
ghost stories: eerie, bleak — yet exciting As a writer, I like to think there’s more to eroticism than just descriptions of sexual activity. Sure, there...
Spencer Selover via pexels.com Have you noticed there’s a redheaded revolution taking place? That the frisson of red has become the new blonde, be...
Finally I Get What I Want pexels.com We cannot determine what happens in life. It is a difficult truth that we can’t always get what...
Engin Akyurt Lower your hard lust into my moist depths. Frenziedly fornicate my flaming love hole. Slam my plump petals with your sack of gold until...
Tuxedo trousers bursting at eye level. This was the best seat in the house. Exactly where she wanted to be… Her red satin backless dress...
