The Loner

I don’t get attached easily.  Keeping people at the metaphorical arm’s length is just how I was raised.  Perhaps that’s typical of a kid brought up in a family where divorce was a yearly occurrence, but I’m not a psychiatrist with years’ of data to back that up.  When I talk with people who do […]

The Hidden

I’m a member of a “secret” group within Facebook.  It’s secret because the group likes to post sexual or nude pictures, ideas, comments, etc.  Now Facebook hunts those types of groups down like they are atheists in the Vatican, but the groups tend to keep finding cracks to hide in.  Anyways not only are the […]

The Librarian

There are three careers that are most commonly fantasized about when talking about dirty, nasty sex:  nurses, teachers, and librarians.  Now I don’t know many nurses, except for my cousin and I don’t want to picture her licking some guy’s ass.  I know a few teachers, and it’s about 50/50 between who is really an […]

The Goddess

I think humanity is becoming too sedentary.  We don’t get up and move, especially when we’re naked!  It’s almost like we’re ashamed of the folds and jiggly parts that would be flapping around as the music overtook us.  It makes sense that most dancers would be skinny, and especially dancers willing to dance or move […]

The Slave-girl

I’ve never really seen the appeal of the more extreme forms of BDSM.  Using handcuffs, smacking an ass a few times, hearing a girl call me her bitch as she gets on top… those I can grasp my sexual mind around.  But the slavery role-play, extreme rope tricks, or beating someone until they are bruised […]

Day 2 – Fantica: Part Deux

Day 2 of my “25 Days of Holiday Blogs” challenge.  If you missed out on part one of this attempt at erotica, you can find the entire story here. Continuing from part one of Fantica… “You are being such a good whore,” I whisper directly into her ear, flicking the lobe with my tongue as I […]

Fantica – The Beginning

Long story short, this is dedicated to a Facebook flirt.  I am not the best at writing erotica, but I figured I would give it a shot to make someone smile.  If she does not like it, I wrote this for someone else entirely who does. I drive the final mile home after an hour […]