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At the event, their gazes kept locking through groups of pleasant conversation and house wine. The immense weight of the other in each’s mind pulled like gravity. And wordless, behind the hotel door, they fucked for the first time like a cataclysm, the en

The Queen was required to watch the fertility ritual of the princesses and knights and endure the cruel, unrequited arousal. Now, by the firelight, she trembled as it would be her legs splayed, her womb assaulted, her clutches, and her screams. [micro ero

In college, my naïveté dismissed the signals of the older women who lived there. Now, the innuendos seem so obvious. I will never forget how instant and erect my cock came when Nancy ordered me onto her couch, lifted her skirt, knelt, and slashed her yawn

In her complete restraint, her sex felt huge, filling the universe that her was capable of perceiving. Something of the mysterious, the unnamed divine was approaching. An act of creation. A singularity of all energy and matter about to split and birth inf

“You squander your powers,” the young mage said to elder. “On the contrary, look at their faces. I have given them a sacred gift. From the first glimmer of humankind, nothing has been more craved and more impossible. To succumb truly to love at first sigh

Not one of them claimed experience at a swingers’ party, so she acted on instinct. Opening her legs, she displayed herself without a word or other movement. The temperature changed in the room. And the tension. Heartbeats marched ever closer to miracles a

She understood quite well, she did not fit in at the bar and had no chance against the girls flirting with the bartender. Yet, his eyes kept catching hers, making embarrassed heat rise in her face. Later, she let her rational mind unhinge, and she floated

Whether it was cruelty or munificence, before the vampire fed on them, she burrowed into their minds and stirred the darkness where death throes and ecstasy share a thin boundary. Like the black molasses, the elixir pulsed through them as they writhed for

At the pool, she felt their glances even more than normal. Most days—an annoyance. But other thoughts stirred today. Could their cocks resist? If she threw herself open, would a storm of lust drench her? (micro erotica)

After much self-analysis, they would share new, potent fantasies with each other. “I want to feel complete repression,” she said. “That sex is forbidden and sinful. I want to yearn without hope. And then I want to feel the beautiful destruction of being o

From outside the door, she felt the vampire’s gaze slide up her body and sense her living scent, her heartbeat. She knew the locked door would open itself for his command. She would be taken—neck, pussy, breasts, thighs. She would be consumed and the plea

He had gone an hour ago (he had to), but she still sat silently on the balcony. Down below, the ocean moved in its expansive rhythms. She knew she had changed after joining with him. In their depths, she discovered the currents flowing beneath all life bo

She was not permitted to answer in words, just moans, and only when she failed to suppress them. Her audience continued to shout out, each praise sizzling in her clit like zips of electricity. “Your beautiful pussy.” “I need to lick your clit.” “Oh fuck…o

She looked down at the young man naked on her couch. He had grown beautiful at college, but still remained a virgin. She watched him stare at her pussy. His cock throbbed higher and higher. She drank in the intoxicating truth that part of him would love h

Nervousness squirmed in her brain until she heard the footsteps enter the room. Those same fears sank into her stomach, ignited, then spread like fever across her body. Her pussy flared wider, as if throw itself open for their stares. Fuck yes. Their deli

They all watched her body writhe. They all listened to her breath shake. Including her husband. And he moaned so profoundly when a hand from next to him found his pounding erection and squeezed. [micro erotica]

He sensed the curious energy the moment the pine needles prickled at his feet. He knew then the stories about the woodland fairies were true. He stripped bare for the joining. Human and the supernatural…a timeless bond remade over centuries. He offered hi

“So your clit is aching? Prove it. Pull your panties aside. Expose it. Not just so I can see it. Stretch it. Make it bulge. Surrender it. I want to see it throb. Jump. Clench. If want to feel the heat of my breath, my tongue, my lips…if you want to cum wi

He watched the unique embrace of her pussy. Its shape, its color, its movements. No other two people in the world would look exactly like they did in that moment. He shook with the knowledge that he was bathed in her soul. [micro erotica]

As his hand drifted down, her hand joined him. Together, they revealed her scalding heat. Their friend, who watched them with heart pounding, gasped aloud. “Eat me,” the shuddering wife said. “I f-feel like I could die. Oh God, please eat me. Please!!” [m

When they talked about the idea, neither one believed it could last a motionless hour. But when they joined, closed their eyes, and turned inward, heartbeats became strokes; his ridges, her passageway, became intricate landscapes. Slowly, they bled into e

She loved that she didn’t have to speak the words aloud to him. He asked what she craved, and in response, she hinted, looked down, blushed, and fell silent. Yet, he understood. Now, she melted into trembling bliss to feel him throb the walls of her most