Erotic Fiction
The Perfect Fit
Our mouths fitted together like they were always designed to find each other, tongues massaging, hands roaming… I almost lost my mind. It was the perfect kiss. The perfect fit. Just perfect. He didn't need direction. I didn't need to tell him where or how I liked it...
September 18th
I saw things going very differently on September 18th. It’s not helpful, I know, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about all the things we’d planned and talked about. You were going to turn up at the door in the middle of the night, fuelled with caffeine and armed with the cheekiest of smiles. I was going to answer it wearing a flirty…
Valentine’s Day Erotica: I Should’ve Said Hello
I got on the train and looked around for a seat, not knowing what would happen. How could I know? How could I have possibly predicted that the train carriage would be the inspiration between this Valentine’s Day erotica story? I couldn’t have known. I could never have predicted him.
You’ve Missed Her
You've missed her. You kiss her like you mean it, like you’re hungry for her lips to press and caress and move against yours. Your hands can’t help but roam as you do, stroking up and down her arms at first, but they soon move – as though they have a life of their own...
Under the Lights
“I love to watch you dance under the lights,” he said to me, right before he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I wanted more than anything for his lips to make contact with mine. I almost puckered mine together in hopeful expectancy, but I knew he wouldn’t kiss me the way I really wanted him to.“Dance under the lights for me a…
Nudge Nudge
Spoon me, please. Throw your arms around me, draw me in close, and let my ass nestle into that space beneath your stomach where it fits so perfectly and snugly. I’ll do that little butt nudge you like. You know the one: a tiny little sign that’s barely a sign at all, subtle enough to almost miss but obvious enough to let you know exactly…
You Couldn’t Wait
“I got a bad idea, how about we take a little bit of time away?”The song playing in the background was pretty ironic considering the situation she’d found herself in. You’d just told her those words that make her weak at the knees and damp between the thighs: “I need you”, and she knew the feeling; she needed you too. That’s why she smiled when…
Picnicking
Today, I'd like to share a blowjob-themed story with you, called Picnicking. It's spicy, outdoorsy, and definitely not one you'd want to read at work! Get yourself comfortable, and I will get stuck right in...
When He Holds My Hair …
I love it when he holds my hair. Well, when he touches it really. It can be a heavy-handed action, fistfuls of it grabbed during a heated moment of action. It can be a light-handed motion too, like when he lightly glides his fingers down the length of it when it’s freshly washed and super-soft...