Caramel chocolate honey kisses sooo sweet and delicious what a tasty treat curled up in that seat make me stop looking and just wanna eat Starting right up top your neck, your lips I sop creamy syrup candy harden dick command me from your Captain's chair I spread my derriere allow me to sit while you play with my clit you got me so damn hot as you reach that spot we get carried away erotic pleasures and play like the ocean waves' foam erotic times in our Pleasure Dome Michelle Crutchfield 08/17… Continue

I am a writer of erotica and I abhor the genre it is marketed today as a whole with very few exceptions. I stand firmly as one of those staunch opponents of urban lit, ghetto lit and any sort of lit that falls in the category of just plain crappy writing. Our standards are apathetically low and no one, well very few of us, are demanding that the bar be raised. Do not confuse the message of criticism with censorship. I can only speak for myself as someone who most certainly isn’t a fan a great de… Continue

SADISTIC MOTIVATOR....SSSX

She looked delicious hanging from the hooks in the ceiling. Her black silk blindfold cast her world into complete darkness. Her body was glazed with perspiration; and she trembled noticeably as she shifted her weight again. Normally, I allowed my slut… Continue

NOTE: I chose to post this first, to gauge reaction to what I consider one of my less polished pieces. This short short was entered in a Harlequin contest on the subject "Reunion". We had a word limit - 1000 words. This was the first attempt, and this is more than 1000 words! I did two - this was the more erotic one... “Damn!” The minute the word left her lips, Esme covered her mouth in horror with trembling fingers, and glanced surreptitiously around to see if anyone had heard her. A… Continue

Since dawn, I’ve been thinking of you. Longing for you to lay beside me, to feel your breath on my face, your leg wrapped over me, our arms embraced. It’s how we start and end each passionate liaison. This past weekend was no different. Memory: I remember your lips at my breast, sucking my nipples tenderly. The present: My hand caresses my tummy and moves up my body to knead my breast. Once again, I witnessed you nursing, loving, kneading, kissing, and licking my breasts. Your m… Continue