erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Come Again?
We were lying on my bed, warming each other with the heat from our naked bodies. The sweat hadn’t yet dried from our skin, our smiles were not yet faded. We lay there, his arm under me and my head resting on his chest. I cuddled him, breathing in his scent, which I knew I would miss when he went back home.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
Boys, Boys, Boys
I was so drunk I could barely walk in a straight line. We had arranged for a girls night out; let’s get drunk, and forget about our stupid bosses, our annoying flatmates, our parents, or whatever was bringing each of us down every day. But I had gone way too far, and now I didn’t even know where my friends were.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
Sleepless Phanfic
Another night where Dan couldn't sleep. Usually, nocturnal browsing would help the brownie-colored Hobbit-haired boy, but that was when he kept his heart silent from his roommate. He walked over to the other bedroom while doing his best to keep his back as close to the wall as possible. He slowly opened the door while keeping his fear of the dark out of focus, as he finally entered the bedroom, he closed the door and slowly walked over to the bed to tap his lover's shoulder. The older roommate woke up and drowsily looked up at Dan.
By Monique Star7 years ago in Filthy
Banana Pancakes
She had become a regular at the coffee shop. In a neighborhood showcasing a variety of brews, the dark hardwood floor and antique seating must have drawn her in. I found myself memorizing each one of her orders, hoping for the day she'd look to me and say "give me the usual." It wasn't enough to simply serve her. She had to taste my worship in the foam of her latte; in the crumb of her cupcake. I had to take my time with every aspect, the same way I had longed to do with her.
By Mister Black7 years ago in Filthy
The Therapy Appointment, Part 2
She walked over to him and stared at him with a dominating glare. Standing over him, she firmly stated, “Now we need to address some other issues such as the lateness of your appointment last month and the couch and dick conversation, shall we? Follow me.”
By Reaux Tinkleflower7 years ago in Filthy
The Green Room
She sat three rows from center stage... Faces blur from city to city, but I swear I've seen her before. A million miles on the road couldn't counter the fluster that consumes me when we lock eyes. Where is this coming from? A lifetime of brunettes and redheads, and this bleach blonde beauty is working me like a snake charmer, elevating the acoustic guitar that rests on my lap, as the blood in my body finds a throbbing home underneath my pants.
By Mister Black7 years ago in Filthy
'Dangerous Liaisons'–A Review
Dangerous Liaisons, by Choderlos de Laclos, appears in all the “Best Erotic Literature” lists. Convinced by the number of sites and bloggers that recommended the novel, I decided to read it. I was excited, because it was an erotic novel published in 1782! How revolutionary is that, right? But hold your horses, because it isn’t an erotic novel as we understand them today.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
