In bed, sometimes we like to snuggle face to face.Me, being the littler, have drawn my knees up, and they are tucked into the curve of your body.My nose alongside yours. My, what big eyes you've got!As your arms wrap...

She stalks the room, armed cocked, radar scanning. She sees it settle and snaps the swatter down. Spinning and flailing in frantic pursuit, her next blow finds her partner, tit square."Oh, babe! I'm sorry, it's that fucking bottle fly..." then...

They'd leave his body behind soon. She snuck into his lone wagon to place a cold cloth upon his head. They whispered things they could never tell another soul. Soon enough, he took his final breath, a soft silent gasp. She...

What Now?

"Commitments are tested..."

Two words- "what if". Dangerous, change-provoking words.Eyes met and held before mine dropped, lingering on his belt... then below.He smiled.What if he spanks? My ass blushed.He's here. His forehead etched with "What if?"I was startled... the tiniest nudge pushed my...

Brutal term. Vagina, a scabbard for a Roman sword.But see how moist pliant lips envelop the intruder. How exquisitely crafted parts welcome our sturdy guest. (No blade ever accepted such sweet caresses.)And while our intruder toils with his own concept...

Unerotica – Kangaroos

""See what you can do with kangaroos then," said Daisy."

Auntie Dot barrow boys, lame duckable, but God they mangled strine.“Sexy meanz Aussie, like Beanz Meanz Heinz,” one said.“Like Tim-tams, vegemite,” his twin brother chimed.“Me? Kangaroos?” I asked.“You’re a corker shelia. But kangaroos sexy? You’re as mad as a cut snake.”“You...

My eyes opened to chaos.People's mouths stretched with screams, yet my ears heard nothing. Even odder, I felt no pain.Five years later...Potent energy enveloped me. I marveled at the mountain just climbed while he tongue-fucked my ear. "On or off?" I panted."Off. No...

She's read the leaves, consulted the oracles. All showed their smiling favor.Body carefully cleansed, dressed in yellow silks, she begins her rite.She kneels before their images, gown and legs spread wide, body intently awakened. With whispered pleas, she lifts the...

Unerotica – Cornflour

"Who gets to decide what's erotic or not?"

He’d watched something on the TV, I could tell.He placed a blanket on the floor, stripped me naked and sprinkled cornflour all over my body. His hands glided over me, effortless and frictionless as he massaged my breasts and body.Until…Crevices...