A collection of Erotic Short Stories. Many are based on my own experiences, some are from my imagination….I’ll you decided which is which…
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Honesty Is Your Key
Secrets and lies. Secrets and lies. God I’m so tired of secrets and lies. You want to cum with my body, don’t fuck with my mind. I’ll be your dream girl, your everything, your fantasy made real. Honesty. Integrity. Character. My needs are simple, my wants are few. Say what you mean, mean what you…
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Call Me Alice
Follow me down the rabbit hole. I’ll be Alice, my body your wonderland. Place your head between my thighs, suckle from the flower of my desire. Bring your lips to mine so that I may also taste. There are no pills, no blue; no red. Just your imagination. Just you. Just me. Just us. Be…
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Caution
When I build my walls, use your hammer to knock them down. If they get too high, use your ladder and find me within. Do not tell me with your words but show me with your heart and actions. Place salve inside wounds that have cut into my soul. Guide me when I falter, lend…
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Melody of the Heart
Laying in bed naked, bodies intertwined. Kissing and caressing , no need for words. Souls speak an acient language that lips cannot. There are a thousand words exchanged in a touch, a thousand more inside a glance. Holding one another close, no pageantry, no sex. This is fucking of the mind and orgasm of the soul.…
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Unexpected
She walks through the door. I can’t help but notice her. Legs a mile high, skin as pale as winters snow. Her skirt clings in all the right places, especially on her derierre. Her heels are red and they match the color of her glistening lips. Her hair is dark brown and cascades down her…
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Coin
There are two men in my life. One as dark as chocolate the other white as snow. Each moves and shakes me to the core. One, sweet and kind, the other rough and cruel. They appeal to my duality and my desire. I am the princess and the slave, ready to be pampered, ready to…
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Rubiks Cube
I’m a Rubik’s Cube. A puzzle to be solved. So many sides to me, colors waiting to be matched. You cannot pull apart my pieces and put them back. The code resides in your mind. To solve me you must think. Turn the pieces and turn me until they click. Solve the puzzle, answer my…
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Write With Me.
Cigarette in mouth, hands on the keys. My heart beats faster as I type. My head is spinning on a merry-go-round of thoughts. I find myself reliving our last night together. The way you felt, the way you looked. My music is up and my windows are down. The loudest sound is the one inside…
Confessions of the Girl Next Door 