Adult-themed stories and articles.
Lesson One: Start Off Gentle
True, there are some women who like rough sex. However, start off gentle when with her the first few times. It’s impatient to push yourself into her when her body isn’t ready. NOTE: if she’s not lubricated, she’s not ready.
The Gentleman’s Turn – Part 2 of 3
Robert’s lips found hers and he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Karen could still taste her sweetness on his lips. He regained the hold on her hair and gently yanked her head backward; his lips moving to her neck. Karen held onto him so tightly that her nails began to pierce the skin on his back. Continue reading Foreplay is the Best Play: The Couple Unites – Part 3 of 3
The hand that held Robert’s head pushed downward. He removed his finger from Karen’s moistness. “No,” she said breathlessly, “don’t stop.” He reinserted his finger, more forcefully to match her movements, then another finger. Continue reading Foreplay is the Best Play: The Gentleman’s Turn – Part 2 of 3
Karen felt an electrical charge as Robert’s hand slightly grazed across her breast before his thumb and forefinger surrounded her nipple. The gesture of touching, though barely touching, hardened her nipple as her eyes closed relishing the feelings. Continue reading Foreplay is the Best Play: Lady Is First – Part 1 of 3
Casey audibly sighed as she held his head down and lifted herself to him. Her pussy pulsated around his fingers. Her clit throbbed inside his mouth as her juices flowed freely down his chin. As her contractions subsided he raised her thighs and lapped up her overflow from her ass up to her clit. She reached for him and guided his head up to her. George’s shaft effortlessly found its way home. Her moistness eliminated any possible friction, though her walls had tightened from her orgasm. Continue reading A Waking Dream: Part 3 of 3
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George began kissing up Casey’s thigh as he traced an invisible line up her other leg. He looked up and saw her hand move across her neck and onto her breast, the other hand in her hair, eyes still closed, lips parted. Her legs opened as her head tilted back on the pillow. George made slow progress kissing and licking up her body, taking turns, not wanting to miss any spots. He felt her heat emanating from within her as his mouth found her inner thigh. He rested a hand on her love box, loving the feel of her smooth shaved skin. Casey slid her hand down beneath George’s and massaged herself. Continue reading A Waking Dream: Part 2 of 3
George knew Casey had a migraine earlier in the evening. She had mentioned it during dinner and afterwards took a med for it, showered, and went to bed. George had insisted she rest, saying he’d clean up the dinner dishes and the kitchen. He settled in on the sofa after cleaning and began flicking through the TV channels. He mused at how the more channels available the less of interest there was for him to actually watch something. He happened upon HBO’s Sex On show. The episode that featured an elite private social club in Los Angeles. A woman likened it to the movie Eyes Wide Shut. A couple spoke about the application process and once approved they attended the events as foreplay. George knew Casey loved foreplay. He placed a hand on himself to still the growth in his pants. Continue reading A Waking Dream: Part 1 of 3
Tonight I attended my first Erotica Salon gathering. My reason for attending was two-fold. One for the discussion, which was titled Adult Sex Ed. Two, to ‘hear’ what others call erotica since I don’t read it. I’ve heard numerous times that whatever genre you write, that’s what you should read. I’m horrible at that. I also write poetry and rarely read that as well. There were a few erotic poems read tonight, which satisfied my ‘reading’ erotica and poetry simultaneously (in my own way of thinking). Continue reading Is it Romance, Erotica, or Pornography?
As an erotic writer (among other genres), I attended the “Salon” event on 11/18/15 to hear the discussion on the differences between romance, erotic, and pornographic writing. You can read that article by clicking on this sentence Continue reading My “Salon” Experience
Looking into his dark brown sleepy eyes time sped up, slowed down, and reversed all at the same time.
