Our personal pleasures. They’re invigorating, engaging, and enjoyable. We come alive when we indulge in them, leaving us whole and human and, at least for a time, sated. And when I think about it, few pleasures engage me as fully as sex and reading. Whether I lose myself in the heat of bodily passions or
Category Archives: Erotica
Terms of Your Service
As part of your service, I want you to agree to and to remember the following: Don’t point. Don’t stick your tongue out. Don’t talk under your breath. Don’t leave something half done, then just walk away. I want you to remember that you are always my treasure. I want you to remember that you
A Good Wife, Part Two (Erotica)
[Continued from Part 1] Only a short time later, she heard the front door open and shut, and next the sound of footsteps going from room to room. And then there he was, barely giving her time to register his appearance before he made it clear that they were going to begin, approaching her on
A Good Wife, Part One (Erotica)
“You’ll have everything done by the time I get home, won’t you, darling?” He was cupping her chin as he said this, a smile on his face. It was a smile you would mistake for a kind one, were you to just peek in the window and see him standing there, smiling at his wife
Glad You Came. (Erotica)
She gets up before the alarm, just as she does every morning. She bathes, puts on her morning outfit and fixes her copper-coloured hair before entering the kitchen to prepare the breakfast, just as she does every morning. She cooks up two eggs, two sausages, two pieces of toast and finishes by brewing a pot
Invade Her (Erotica)
He slipped through the front door like a ghost so as not to wake the woman sleeping within. He had plans for her that didn’t involve her catching him creeping through her house in the middle of the night. His biggest worry had been the neighbours. A six foot eight, three hundred pound man with
Angelorum et Stellas
The first card. X. Wheel of Fortune. A fearsome dragon, drawn in the solid Cubist-style of the Mayans, stares at her as if considering whether to devour or to crush her. This is a symbol of fire which changes and destroys but also purifies and refines. She sets it to the left. Next card. XV.
Miss Quarrington Gives an A
“Thank you, class. Your submissions will be graded and returned to you next week.” Our Thursday night creative writing class was packing up. Miss Quarrington stood at the head of the room, watching as the mostly female group tucked papers into purses and zipped away pens. We were writing our way through an adult-education course
The Forever Prince
*Warning: This erotica contains BDSM elements and is NSFW* Picking up the mobile and dialing the 646 exchange, I wait as the line rings and rings. After four rings, I am about to close the line but I hear a crisp, professional female voice answer. I receive the instructions without comment, noting them in my
Big Queer Ball
“What are you going as to the BQB?” “BQB” stood for Big Queer Ball, and it was my first time attending. My “coming out party” as a lesbian, you could say. It took me far, far too long, including the length of an ill-fated straight marriage, to finally embrace my not-so-straightness. And now that I
