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Erotic short fiction: All That She Wants, Chapter 2
A hotel visit doesn’t go quite as she planned.
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Erotic short fiction: Soap My Filthy Mouth, Part 3
A filthy desire, vocalized.
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Erotic short fiction: All That She Wants, Chapter 1
A hotel visit doesn’t go quite as she planned.
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Erotic short fiction: Soap My Filthy Mouth
A filthy desire, vocalized. All parts of this story can be found here. “…Sir?” I slid my knuckles softly across the door jamb to his office. He spun around in his computer chair to look at me. “Yes, darling?” I nervously flicked my hair behind my ears and looked at the floor. The silence dragged…
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Erotic short fiction: A Girl’s Most Important Skill Set
“What do you mean, you can’t make yourself cum?” He looked at her, incredulously, watching her stroke her pussy. “I’ve watched you cum dozens of times.”
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Erotic Novella: The Marriage Consultant, Part 4
The fourth part of my erotic novella, The Marriage Consultant, a story about a relationship coach who uses some… alternative techniques.
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Erotic short fiction: The Commonwealth Finishing School, Part 2
All characters depicted are assumed to be over the age of majority. The other parts of the story can be found here. Cora walked into Mr Brisbane’s classroom at exactly 4PM. The room was eerily quiet with its rows of empty desks, and she felt herself blush as she presented herself at his desk. Her…
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Erotic short fiction: Dare to Take a Nude Hike
I’m nothing if not suggestible. Frighteningly so, some days. Like today, when I was happily minding my own business, watching porn and edging, when I came across a set of videos of a girl who was hiking… naked. The videos had very nice titles, punctuated with RISKY or ALMOST CAUGHT or something of the like.…
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Erotic Fiction: The Commonwealth Finishing School, Part 1
All characters depicted are assumed to be over the age of majority. The other parts of the story can be found here. “Cora! This is the second time I’ve had to tell you to stop talking and pay attention. That is two more times than should be necessary. Do you not agree?” Mr Brisbane crossed…