Archive for the tag Erotica

My Diana

All I wanted was to drop to my knees Put her body on the altar and revere her. Trace those veins I see on her neck See which terrains they lead my fingers to.

Rebecca

I still remembered the pink camisole and blue jeans she was wearing that day, and how skinny she used to be. God, we used to be so dorky.

Good Morning

I kiss along her collarbone. She moans when I reach the curve of her neck and gently suck. I cup her breasts and stroke her nipples with my thumbs. I nuzzle her shoulder, breathing in the salty citrus scent of her skin.

Unsmelly Sex

Narendra searched for the clothes that had just left Akbar. He smelt each one. But every attempt remained a try. Their flesh had felt cool. But he could not smell if evaporation was producing a cooling effect on their tired body or if their skin had recently showered.

Sailing Away

Smiling, I turn to face her and interlace our fingers. I sweep my gaze over her; a deep blue bikini highlights her exquisite athletic body. When my eyes meet her striking blue ones, I lean closer and whisper softly, “I am now.”

Dreams

Min hums again, gentler, sweeter, happier. She pulls the hold on her waist to fit tightly, like a restraint. It grows into an embrace. Tae's arm coils around and up her skin, cold fingers holding her throat, quiet sighs holding her ear, bony hips holding her dear.

Yes

The kiss is returned tentatively, but Gee returns it just the same. She finds the ball of boldness in her to do it.

Snap. Crackle. Pop.

Arya and Isla are making the most of an unnaturally chilly February 14. This is their first Valentine’s Day together, and they don’t want to dull the heat, both between and around them.

Poem: Phone Sex

You come in less than a minute after I do But always after me And I wish you'd stay for a while and talk about the day- your day with me But the line goes dead soon after

Anirban Ghosh’s Inktober Series

Inspired by official prompts from #Inktober, which included suggestive words like #Sling, #Wild, #Ride, #Catch, #Ripe, etc. – Ghosh decided to give his illustrations a kinky twist.

Short Fiction: Beads

The curtains shut, and the door locked; he and I would spend hours kissing, holding, bending and folding into each other making up for the time at college where we only got to exchange glances in class

Erotica: Beyond Balconies Part 1

I remember how I used to incorporate my creativity to my exhibitionism, a different scene every time, from coming out in balcony in towel to hang my underwear for drying in sun and dropping my towel by mistake to playing in torn underwear from front and back, I tried all.
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