We finished our morning of passion and went to have breakfast with the visitors. That Christmas Day progressed pretty much as expected and my mid-afternoon following a sumptuous feast, we were all ready for the obligatory afternoon nap. Not us two, though. Before eating some Christmas Pudding, we decided to slip away for some other dessert. Continue reading “Christmas is Cumming #3 (finale): Dessert”
Damn it! I thought. Here we were about to get our rocks in, and as already mentioned her erect nipple with mouth-wateringly close to my mouth. At the other end, she knelt on all fours slowly lowering herself towards me. My cock and her pussy lips were within aching reach. I was so hard, I could feel the blood pumping.
The radio came on and I startled into wakefulness and I look over at my lady love. Why isn’t she at work, is it the weekend? Oh yes, it’s Christmas Day! That explains why Slade is on the radio. I raised my hand to my forehead and wiped my eyes. She was lying there with her back to me, wearing a pair of comfy PJs. It was cold last night which is unusual for this part of the world. Continue reading “Christmas is Cumming #1: Something Christmassy This Way Cums”
Oh my, has it really been over a year since I published anything here? Yes, I do believe it is. 2018 has been a difficult year in many ways. Both my and my partner’s libido has been on the ebb for various reasons but we’re slowly getting back our sexy time. This is something I knocked together after a rather nice dream I had. Continue reading “Miserable Monday Morning With a Smile”
It may surprise some, but when I write erotica, I only ever imagine my partner in the scenes with me. She’d kill me if I didn’t… kidding! Honestly, there is nobody else I would rather imagine in these scenarios, even though we have sex for real. This is also about wishing women could see themselves through the eyes of the men who love them. Continue reading “Tell Me Who She Is…”
The window glows with a portentous blue-purple haze as I stir from a restless sleep. Immediately, I know what is about to pass.
Because she is here.
She always brings a presence – an undefinable density to the air, thick with the unbridled nature of the actions that have not yet come to pass. Continue reading “Erotic Story for Halloween: My Succubus”
I climbed on top of her and we began kissing again – probing, delicate, small kisses along each other’s mouths and chins. I stroked her face, the back of her neck and run my fingers along the smooth curves of her shoulders. I liked feeling her soft lips against my skin; it made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. At one point she stopped to ask me if I liked what she was doing and I replied in the affirmative. Continue reading “The Bridesmaid Part 3 (CONCLUSION) NSFW”