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Erotica

Erotica, Fiction, Uncategorized

Deeper, Harder…

Standing still and letting him touch me like this makes me feel dirty. And I can’t help it, but I like it. I could try to convince myself that I don’t enjoy feeling this way: like I’m his dirty, secret plaything. But there is no use. My body craves it.

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Erotica, Fiction, Uncategorized

The Photographer…

“Her other hand lifted across her breasts and she started to squeeze a nipple. The finger between her legs was sliding up and down over her clitoris. She began to moan softly. “God this is hot.”

Watching her masturbate was indeed hot.”

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Erotica, Fiction, Uncategorized

Flatmates…6

“I’m lying on my left side facing off the edge of the bed, as I often do. The bed creaks and sinks as you climb in under the covers. As you slide your body in close behind me, I notice simultaneously your smell, your breathing, and the way you move. Such a sweet dream.”

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Flatmates…5

“Her thoughts are wrenched away as he looks up at her with a wicked delighted look in his eyes, and licks along her open lips again, his tongue flat like he’s licking an ice cream cone, maintaining eye contact throughout”

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Erotica, Fiction, Uncategorized

Flatmates…4

“Their mouths meet again, tongues swirling around each others’, hungry, ravenous, devouring. He groans as she reaches into his boxers and wraps her hand around his hard hot shaft. Meanwhile, James has pushed her pants down to her thighs. She gasps as he slides her soaking thong aside and moans as he slips two fingers into her very slippery slit.”

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