Reality in Rhythm

Author's Note: This is the second part of my newest series of erotica, "Those That Know", and my first piece since hearing about the passing of Rush drummer and lyricist, Neil Peart. I'm not a big one on celebrity culture, but my regular readers will know that Neil will now hold a place for me along with the likes of Douglas Adams and George Carlin. Although the words below have little to do with that (mostly), I wanted to mention this having found the prompt for this week's Wicked Wednesday, "Time Keeping", well...er...well timed. Millie looked at the two erections in front of her. Her naked body was positioned on a comfy chair. She sat with legs together, specifically so her knees would fit between the two men, and her hands on her [Read more...]

Reality Expenses

"Why is there no sex version of Guitar Hero," Millie asked as she lowered onto the erection beneath her. "There should be one!" Carter nodded and watched as his wife lowered completely, sheathing the hard cock, before stepping forward and offering his own to her lips. "I suspect," Greg said from beneath Millie in more grunt than actual voice, "they'd be worried about it causing too many insecurity issues." Millie rose and lowered on Greg's cock three times as she considered this. "They watch porn, don't they? That's pretty unrealistic and yet there is generally still a drive to have sex for folk in spite of those images." She wrapped her fingers around Carter's erection and stroked. She felt the warmth of desire to have it on her [Read more...]

Orders Given

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Master's hand stroked her cheek as she knelt silently beside his chair. He wore a black suit, white shirt, and red tie. He sat with his right leg crossed over his left, towards her, in his plush armchair. From the corner of her eye, she could see Kelly on the opposite side of him, in the exact same situation; kneeling back on her calves and naked except for the thin leather collar around her neck. "When the guests arrive, think of yourselves as the appetizers," Master said in his deepest baritone soothing style. "You greet the females with as you see fit. You greet the males with a short blowjob, a tease with no climax intended." He held up a finger to accentuate his next point. "Ask for consent first." Jenn felt herself [Read more...]

The Snuggler’s Vignette

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She put her feet up on the bench and looked out. Her perch was sixty floors up. She doubted anyone could see she was naked through the hotel room window. Charlie snored from under the covers of the bed. There had been worse johns than Charlie. In fact, she considered as the flashing lights of an emergency vehicle on the streets below caught her eye, Charlie was unique. He had made her cum. Not earth-shattering, but she found the business made it harder for her to orgasm. So an evening that began with her doing a lap dance at the airport club led her here. She squinted out at the twinkle of the streets below and tried to remember the path. *** Fiesta Zahn entered the darkness and looked over the crowd. Her eyes fell upon a man nursing a [Read more...]