I get asked questions about sex all the time. I get asked, how do I squirt? How do I make my boyfriend happy? How do I orgasm? And the list goes on and on. There are always lots of hows but very little whys in my inbox, and I began to ask myself why?
It could be the FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out – effect of living in a world where just about everything is at your fingertips.
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 be worth it in the end. His tongue circled his lips once more, as they had many times in that hour, the saliva pooling in his mouth at the aroma that met his nostrils. Then without warning she signaled that he could begin. With all the reverence he could muster, he set about his task.
Tonight had been on the calendar all week. Drinks with Perry”s buddies from back home. He hadn’t seen them in about three years and I suppose it was a little selfish to choose the night of their reunion to put my plan into action, but as soon as we all took our seats at the pub table, I was rendered invisible to Perry.
Not that I minded on bit. I normally would have been content to sip my beer while he and his boys chattered, but as I peeled the label wrapped around the amber bottle it occurred to me that all the stars had aligned. I could easily slip away and go unnoticed for a little while, and Perry wouldn’t immediately notice.
“I’m just heading to the ladies room,” I said, giving him a nudge. He barely spared me a glance in his acknowledgement, too engrossed in the tale of hooliganism his buddy was recounting.
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So today I’m happy to announce that my first erotic short story, Stuck On You, is available for sale. You can find it in the fabulous collection of short stories that is; Best Bondage Erotica 2015.
I just ordered my own copy of the book from Amazon and will be reviewing, or at least, all the other stunning, exciting and erotic stories that I know this book contains. It’s exciting to know that your name is in print, your story made the grade, and more importantly that others enjoyed your writing.
I used to be that timid girl who thought her writing wasn’t good enough to be in print.
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