These are all old pieces of erotica that I’ve written. All of them pretty close to my heart, as they have documented my growth as a dominant female.
These are all old pieces of erotica that I’ve written. All of them pretty close to my heart, as they have documented my growth as a dominant female.
Love at First Bite* 
A lifetime compressed into such a brief time.A million dreams dreamed in a single restless night.The Night sweats which refuse to stop.The Visions which recur with obstinate permanence.Try so hard to change..Try so hard to end this..but it just comes back from beyond the invisible..
A Midnight Visit to these pages gives warmth in the Coldest ,Loneliest , Darkest of Nights.
I will rape you..A poem ? A feeling ? A recollection ?
Maybe all three combined …raw ..savage..animalistic …With the familiar aftertaste of comfort..care …love.
Keep writing.This world will become a dull and dreary place the day you stop…and I mean it.
I woke last night ..and walked to my window ..I looked out as a cool breeze shook the rain soaked leaves ..It was a silent night ..I looked at the night sky ..The dark clouds lazily floating past the shining orb ..and I kept looking at the distant light..till I could not look any more …and I turned back ..to my bed . .got into it..blinked a few times ..and then closed my eyes..and let the night descend over me…
Hi..Have enjoyed this site from many years now. Each of the 11 stories are gems ! Have noticed that there have been no new additions in a really long time.Please do add some new stories.Thank you !
Hi..Have enjoyed this site from many years now. Each of the 11 stories are gems ! Have noticed that there have been no new additions in a really long time.Please do add some new stories.Thank you !
The writings here will never get old.Ever.
11 Pearl’s on a String.
Each one more precious than the other.
You Savour the Translucence of each.
Every Night.
Finally you Shut the Book and place it below your Pillow.
To be Reopened when the Moon Rises Again.
Shining Forever and Ever.
11 Pearl’s on a String.
To Meet in Love,
To Part in Hate,
To Write their Stories ,
On Life’s Blank Slate…
The Rough Edge of Lust & Pain
The Mellowness of After – Care
Like a Bitter-Sweet Symphony
Like a Dark Chocolate…We Share.
T
The Taste of Dominance
Like a Raw Mango Sprinkled with Salt & Chilly
Zero & Zero
Was the Silent Connection
Of Two Lost Souls.
She Remembered his Fragrance ,
Masculine ,tinged with Scarred Submission.
He Remembered her Fragrance
Leather, tinged with Glorious Dominance.
“I want to Hurt you ”
She Whispered.
He Choked.
A Dusk of Whips & Chains
Always brought a Dawn of Love & Care.
She gazed at the Evening Sky,
As the Dusk Gathered
And the Moon Rose
It was a Blood Moon Rising….
He Blocked …
To Set her Free
To Let her Soar
She Blocked…
To Keep him Enslaved
To Bind him Forever
He wanted Her to be Happy
She Wanted Him to Grieve
He made Her…He.
She made him…She.
Gender Exchanged.
Identity Unveiled.
Stripped Naked.
Good Morning Goddess !!
Can I also be contributing Erotica here please ?? It will not be as good as your writing ofcourse but I just wanted a Platform please.
Thank you.
His Fear
Her Aphrodisiac
His Moans
Her Symphony
His Sobs
Her Wetness
His Words
Her Constellation
Happy Festivities !!
She bent her Head,
To his naked Neck,
And tasted his Sweat,
Salty & Acrid,
But it was the taste ,
Of his Trembling Raw fear,
that was the Sweetest
………to her.
She bent her Head,
To his naked Neck,
And tasted his Sweat,
Salty & Acrid,
But it was the taste ,
Of his Trembling Raw fear,
that was the Sweetest
………to her.
The years disappear ,
Her Scent Lingers ,
In the Sea Breeze ,
In the Murmuring Waves ,
In the Drizlling Rain,
In the Muted Thunder,
In the Flashing Lightning,
Where the Land,Ocean & Sky,
Meet and Melt into one,
And the One is Eternal.