Erotic Story: Have Your Cake and Eat it! 3

Erotic Story: Have Your Cake and Eat it!
Written By: Jenne Dave found himself licking his lips as his eyes savored the delights that were laid out before him. This was a treat that she allowed him but once a year and he intended to enjoy every tasty moment. For over an hour she had made him wait, but he knew it would ...

Erotic Story: Unlocking Her Pleasure 4

Erotic Story: Unlocking Her Pleasure
Written By: Jenne Alice tried to remember who had given her the key, and more importantly why? Why her, why now, and what room did it open? She glanced around, her surrounding not as familiar to her as she would have liked. Dark and foreboding was how her Father would have described it had he ...

Erotic Story: Signals 4

Erotic Story: Signals
I love to play along with memes and this Wednesday as with many other I decided to take part once more in the Wicked Wednesday meme. This week the prompt was to write a story based around traffic signals. Below is my interpretation in flash fiction. I hope you enjoy it. Red: “Stop! Are you ...

Erotic Story: Alone 5

Erotic Story: Alone
I love writing prompts! They stretch my imagination, and often make me write outside of my comfort zone and that can never be a bad thing. This week I give you a piece of flash fiction that came from a meme called Wicked Wednesday: Write from the point of view of the last tree standing ...

Erotic Story: A Glass Act 3

Erotic Story: A Glass Act
Each week I take part in a meme called Wicked Wednesdays. I do this for two reasons, it’s great writing practice and it’s fun…  This meme is not restricted to writing but writing is what I love to do so… There was a definite chill in the air that night. You know, the night that ...

Tears: An Erotic Story 7

Tears: An Erotic Story
Tears. Written By: Jenne As I sit here, I can feel the wetness against my flesh. Cold against warm skin, but inside I’m dead. Nothing makes sense anymore, nothing, and I am left with nothing but the wetness of my own tears to comfort me. I have, after all, no right to feel sorry for ...