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Skip navigation! Story from Erotica Guide. Once upon a time, erotica was hard to come by — especially erotica written from a woman's perspective or that showed women in powerful positions.
Teenage Dream meganmorgan - May 27, Views. She stretched her long legs out on the seat, barefoot as she'd left her sandals on the floorboard up front. He took in the sight of her breasts, her smooth, flat stomach, and the little slip of gauzy white fabric around her waist, barely hiding what was underneath.
Once upon a time in a far away place, far away from anything, there lived a man and a woman. His name was Johann and hers was Elise. Johann first saw Elise in a smoke filled room, and decided he wanted her, wanted to know the taste of her brown skin, wanted to run his hands over the soft curves of her ample body. Johann chased her and chased her and finally, she let him take her to dinner because she was hungry.
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Eric gets a call from his old friend, Joel, 55, who invites him for a visit to his rural home near Mount Shasta in Northern California. They were hippies together in the old days, with free love for all. Joel has three young girls, ages eight to ten, with his young second wife, Daisy.
I want you to say my name. We are on his sticky green couch, naked, in the middle of the day, and I am riding him hard and fast. I pull him closer to me, shoving my hands in his hair and grinding my clit slow against him.
I 've finally finished unpacking. Propping a photograph on the window ledge by my bed, I glance round at my new flat. The plant that Nicki bought me as a moving in present sits next to an empty bottle of Cava and two ancient champagne flutes, remnants of our celebrations last night. A bed, two stacks of books and a bulging clothes rail make this half of the flat look overcrowded already.