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…”
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”
She instinctively pulled the hem down as the barman approached and asked if she wanted another drink. She waved him away with a polite “no thanks”.
‘Hello again,’ I said, sidling up next to her and sitting on the bar stool next to her. She hadn’t heard me approach but blushed again when she spotted me, turning towards me and presenting the full view of the stretched thigh. I leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek in greeting. She responded in kind; I caught a scent of a sweet and delicate perfume. Continue reading “The Bridesmaid Part 2”
Now, I’ve never been one for chasing the bridesmaids at a wedding for the hope of a quick fuck, but let me tell you about the time that actually happened to me. I was invited to the evening reception of some old university friends. The happy couple were pleased to see me; it had been a few years. But I felt proud and honoured to have been invited at all. Continue reading “The Bridesmaid Part 1”
Summer is nearly gone; autumn is almost upon us. Summer is full of wonderful memories every year of long nights sipping wine on the balcony watching the sunset… and beaches. Everybody loves a beach for many different reasons, but it’s an ultimate destination for relaxation. Continue reading “Farewell to Summer: I Want to Go Down to the Beach Again (NSFW)”
We arranged to meet the same friends for breakfast the next week. When Saturday morning came around, I woke early thanks to some chirping birds that just wouldn’t shut up. I left her sleeping soundly and went straight into the shower. Continue reading “Pre-Breakfast Fooling Around Part 2 (NSFW)”
‘I’m going to cum!’ I blurted, letting out a breath as I felt my orgasm begin to rise.
We lie on the bed together, curtains closed to the morning sun, naked and sweating. She stopped stroking my penis for the briefest of seconds and grabbed the black lacy knickers from beside her. Then she placed the knickers over my cock, wrapping its patterned fabric over and around the glans, holding it with the gentlest of touches. Continue reading “Pre-Breakfast Fooling Around (NSFW)”