Archive for the tag Erotica

Penetrate Me

This is the second of a three part series by prolific author Ancilla Liberatio. Read Part 1 here.

She began to probe, began to question and I prepared myself …

Liberate Me

"I am more than a person, I'm a soul and so are you, our path is eternal but it isn't identical, we may meet again but we will never be us again, mourn my loss my damaged angel, as I shall mourn yours."

Do What Bunnies Do

I knew her inside out like an addictive YouTube video. Intimacy meant 5 Mbps and a great date was a call that didn’t drop. When I kissed her, she saw …

The Lab

Enter the dark corridors, filled with masculinity, men with hard-ons, semi-erections, fucked-up arses, lubed-up arses, rubbered dicks, noses sniffing poppers and other addictive substances, slippery warm penises entering raging intestines and mouths, hands groping all over the place - nipples, butts, muscles, hair, mouths, feet, balls, name it, you have it.

The Usual Suspects

Bangalore, the beginning of winter. The days are shorter, the monsoon leaves its last spells of wet love on every roof, tree and head covered with dense hair. A chilly …

James Franco : Infiltrating The Rebel Project

Franco rolls an 8mm camera as we’re flying up the same tangled, winding hills that the real Hopper and the real Wood sped on the night of their famous accident. Franco commands the girls to take their shirts off. They giggle and strip. Dean sparks a butt in the back with his tits out. The wind slaps hard on our faces. We snake up the road, way too fucking fast.

Breech Candy

I thought of the afternoon to come, no the evening that was to follow. Diego and the rest of the boys at Rustom’s party.

Diego said he’d come dressed in …

White Sheets

This was seven years ago – in a different city, but a similar hotel room. Familiar white sheets smelling of naphthalene balls and a room with no windows. At a

Surf My Couch Or Crotch

Surf my couch, or my crotch?

Leo, Singapore

“You’ve got a big dick”, said Leo as he slurped on my tool, my Salman Khan as he termed it Bollywood Ishtyle. …

The Cook

It had been weeks since Dee last got off. As she lay there in her bed, she looked at the clock her ex had given her. It was 9 in …

Flying

Neha dreamt she was flying.

Rika slept beside her, spooned up close, her body snug against that of her beloved’s. It was the end of what had been a long …

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