EROTICA His cold, wet hands moved up her soft silky skin, slowly taking off her shirt, underneathe her shirt revealed to him a prefect pair of breasts, her nipples hardened from the mere touch of this hands. He slid his hands up and down her waist, not removing her from his eye. He stared at… Continue reading A Couples First
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erotica: Approaches [3]
erotica: Approaches [1]
You create yourself from nowhere. Your own Pygmalion, you draw the lines of your face, and slowly, artistically, imaginatively, the map becomes a territory.
erotica: Approaches [2]
You love the sea. You say you could spend days just sitting on the shore. You say the constant beat of the waves quenches thoughts, slakes desires. I don’t know, for me it’s just a pool of water.
Inside my depths – erotica
My depths. *Hmph* Who would have known you’d go so deep, or so far as to find who I am….and what needs to be released. Shall i start from the beginning? or from where we left off? Oh the memories are priceless and linger like unforgetable scars. But what is it that makes you come… Continue reading Inside my depths – erotica
In His Eyes — Erotica
She lay on her bed, listening to the rain on the roof. It was another cold, rainy day — the perfect kind for curling up in bed with someone, or an hours-long session of sex. Sighing, she turned over, wishing he were here. They’d met a just a short while ago, only seen each other… Continue reading In His Eyes — Erotica
Erotica – A gothic Story
Without even knowing his name…. I got this boring admin job for a company. The pay was alright and because I didn’t have to deal with the public I could wear what I wanted. I just don’t feel comfortable in anything other than my long black dresses or sometimes my leather pants and a laced… Continue reading Erotica – A gothic Story
anything at any price
This is an erotica submission, and its also my first post, so any feedback is greatly welcome! Michael sighed to himself contemplatively. The raging storm outside his home couldn’t be compared to the one hanging around his heart.
The pawns and the kings…
And i ask: Who is the Fool?