Erotica for Just the Fifty of You

Author’s note: It’s been awhile since I’ve offered a new series here, and after a few weeks off it is about time I returned with a Wicked Wednesday post. This is the first part of a new project I’m calling “Black Rings”. Based on my notes, this one may go for a while. For the record, the last time I …

Preparing to Find Savannah

Author’s note: Part two of the new teaser series for the upcoming project, Savannah’s Alternate Universe. “So who were Benz and Grayle?” The man lifted his eyes to look over his reading glasses across the table. Brad shrugged and gave a wide grin. “Grayle was, oh I don’t know, a fed investigator of some sort. Benz was her informant, I guess.” …

Winter Howls

Author’s note: This week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt is Winter. Being I’ve missed a number of prompts recently, I had to get back in on this one. Who better than a Canadian, such as I, to write a piece or erotica about winter? So how’s about a little tale from the British Columbia Rockies of a pair lost in the snow? …

Just the Girl On a Cold Night

Author’s note: This past week marks thirteen years since the passing of Robert Palmer. His music has inspired this piece. Evan waited with his fingers tapping on the dashboard. The evening was cold enough that those walking past the car breathed out white puffs of air. It was not yet cold enough to snow, but that would not be far …

Sex on the Two Broken Chairs

Darryl lay back and stared up at the stucco ceiling. “I need more friends like you, Rufus. Most either don’t want to hear about this, or don’t care.” Rufus stared across the room at Darryl with a pad in his lap, ready to take notes. “Meg and I have become like two chairs.” Darryl turned his head to look at …

Covers to Covers

The mobile phone announced it was six thirty by playing the opening of AC/DC’s Thunderstruck. An arm shot out from under the covers as Darryl attempted to destroy the menacing mobile. “Get up, sleepy,” Meg murmured. With her right knee on the side of the bed, she leaned in and kissed Darryl’s cheek. “You need to pick better tunes for …

Alpha of Dominance and Control

Meg pushed her hips back hard, feeling his tongue claiming her. Her knees, red and sore, shook with the want to no longer stay still. Evan, on his back beneath her, lapped at her pussy. “I do love tasting my cum from you.” She giggled and twitched but, as Evan had commanded, she stayed on her knees above him. Her ass …

A Night’s Turn About

Wendy closed the cab door behind her and turned to look up the steps of her building.  The building looked back with its non-descript door between the closed security garage doors of retail outlets on either side. Inside would be a straight run of stairs up three flights to her apartment at the back. The building stood guard over the …