Erotic Fiction

It was Tuesday night’s Salsa club, where I frequented every week to dance my cares away. I loved the social aspect too, of meeting new people. The format of the class was an hour’s long instruction, in which the females would dance around an outer ring, rotating one partner to …

This week’s prompt is pizza, which is great because I enjoy eating it!  The featured image is courtesy of Flickr.   “How about we make our own pizza tonight?”  I say to my hubby, whilst I knead the dough for the base. “That would be awesome,” he grins back at …

This story recently came to me, as I wanted to write something different from the hetero-couple sexual encounters I often describe in my erotic fiction. ‘The Personal Trainer’ may be a stand-alone story, or I may develop it.  If you wish to read more like this, please leave me some …

“Meet me under the bridge” said the archer to the parlour maid. George was a straight shooter; his words hit Meredith without arcing. Much like his aim when firing arrows over the parapet of the keep’s tower. His eyes pierced into hers and he flashed his most charming smile. Meredith …

Alex and Josh had been dating a few weeks. They’d booked a weekend away to go walking in the hills. It was their wish to use the time alone together to get to know each other more thoroughly. Intellectually, emotionally, spiritually and sexually. Since their relationship was so new, whilst …

I’ve interpreted this week’s prompt for Wicked Wednesday in my own weird wonderful way. Rather than talk about the ‘technical aspects’ of sex that I find tricky, I thought I’d write a piece of erotica based on sex with a machine 😉 Ashley had met several guys on Tindr in …

This is my first ever Wicked Wednesday post. I feel compelled to attempt using the prompt Before and After. Before meeting the Dominant male Jess had found a Master on a fetish website; they had struck up a conversation and whilst some of it was explicit in its content, Master …

It was the lull between the hubbub of Christmas and New Year. Alex had popped into the office to work a few hours. As she munched on her leftover turkey-filled roll with remnants of Christmas cranberry sauce, she reflected on how unfulfilled she’d been lately. Her boyfriend Tim was sweet …

It was pantomime season. Rehearsals were in full-swing for the town’s Amateur Dramatic Society’s adaptation of Cinderella. In this modern version, Rachel was playing the lead. Instead of being slave to her ugly sisters, she was the overworked underling of a duo of business partners. A client would save the …

Part 1 – Lost at Sea Suckers all over me, my skin lifting under the gentle wet cups, that mouth their appreciation over my warm flesh. I’m floating like driftwood in the warm salty sea. Because I’m lost after capsizing my boat. My rescuer glided up to me and wrapped …