Category: Erotic

“It starts,” she said, her lips achingly close to my ear, “Right here.” She snaked her arms around me from behind and her palms pressed into my solar plexis. She began to slowly stamp her foot, tapping my abdomen to …

{as with all my work, the characters depicted here are intended as mutually consenting adults, regardless of the nature of their role}   She appreciated that he still read books, real books, made of paper, smelling faintly of ink, sometimes …

“We should make some porn.” I say it casually, as I take a sip from my mug, waiting for his response. His eyes flash and his lip curls slightly. “Oh?” He’s intrigued and leans forward towards the webcam. His voice …

{Content Warning: oral sex during menstruation, mention of blood} She’s moving between my legs, dragging hot kisses down my thighs, her eyes peeking over my mound, eyebrows waggling. “Ugh, you don’t need to do this … I can’t believe you want …

“Oh, Miss. You’re so …” He’s pulling at his bonds, wiggling his nakedness into the bed, struggling with delight. “I’m so what?” The tip of the riding crop punctuates my question as it taps against the gleaming steel cage that …

Bill had left for the war in the autumn but Betty’s nightmares had started while he was still at home. Before he’d left, when the dreams first began, he would wake her and soothe her, his body against her the …

The wind howled around the corners of the cabin and the storm raged on. They arrived after nightfall, greeted by torrential rain falling through the heavy cedar forest. The cabin was rustic and remote, a perfect getaway for an uninhibited …

“I’m sorry, Sir, it may be an hour at least before the elevator is moving again. If you could please be patient, we …” “I’m out of patience. Surely there’s something you can do.” “I assure you, everything is happening …

Anton watched his lover sleep, leaving the bed momentarily to open the window and let in the warm night air. The buzz of neon from the bar sign downstairs was soothing, vaguely reminiscent of crickets in grass; it lent white …

My Dearest Edward, I’m sorry, I cannot heed your warning, I cannot stop myself from this affliction of passion. Your last letter was so ominous, it filled me with dread, and still, I went again. I can’t seem to pull …

“Purple seemed more appropriate than red … because, well, your name.” I took the roses from him and he shrugged off his coat without hesitation, stooped to untie his boots and tucked his gloves into them. The roses were too …