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Erotic Novella: The Marriage Consultant
The first part of my erotic novella, The Marriage Consultant, a story about a relationship coach that uses some… alternative techniques.
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Kinky Chat: Earning the Privilege of Being a Denial Slut
Babygirl, I’d like to discuss something with you. Yes, Sir? Come sit in my lap. Yes, just like that. Now, you know I love denying you and making you edge. Yes, Sir. I love being denied. I know. And that’s the problem. It is? Yes. I don’t even think you want to cum, do you?
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Erotic Short Fiction: Motivation to Learn
“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.” “No,” she started, her voice breathy. “I just can’t do it…” She closed her eyes, not wanting to say it. “… I just can’t do it with my fingers.”…
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Short Erotic Fiction: The Neighbor’s Pet, Part 2
The first part of this story can be found here. Erika scampered off and returned a moment later with the heavy bamboo cane, thicker than her thumb. She handed it to him, eyes downcast. “Good girl.” He swished it in the air. “Now get back in position.” When that beautiful heart-shaped ass was lined up…
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Kinky Chat: Removing the Blocks
Sir, I have writer’s block. Do you, baby girl? Yes, Sir. I don’t know what to do. Hmm, let’s see. Come sit in my lap, kitten — yes, just like that. You’re so soft and sweet, but with such a dirty little mind. I love that. Thank you, Sir. I like being your dirty little…
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Short Erotica: In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company
So, I’m kind of… fucking the Devil. Lucifer himself. It’s a long story, but the short version is that I learned the hard way to be careful what I wished for.
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Short Erotic Fiction: The Neighbor’s Pet
When he heard the third cup break, he had had enough. He stalked into the kitchen where his maid stood, nude, with the remnants of another wine glass shattered on the floor. “What the fuck, Erika?” She didn’t lower her eyes. Looking back, that should have been his second clue that something was amiss.
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Kinky Chat: The Ties that Bind
I just don’t understand bondage, Sir. You don’t? No, I mean… I like obeying you. Can’t you just tell me to hold still?
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Erotic Fiction: How to Capture the Muse
Sing, Goddess. I looked at the blank page in front of me. Sing the rage. My brain was a big empty box. Not even a hum of an idea. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, stretching back in my chair. Writer’s block — I couldn’t shake it. I needed to get…