WickedWednesday: Going to confessional

Quick piece of “erotica” 😉 She purred; the sweet sound of her cries filled the back seat of my Mondeo as the married woman bucked her hips and writhed under my touch, swirling against her clit. Her eyes flickered, her hair ruffled and pressed up against the window, and her fists clenched as my fingers …

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I am not a masochist …

… I just enjoy receiving pain from my wife. 😉 I do have a problem with being labelled as a masochist, and feel slightly awkward using that word in a positive sense, as it stems from the etymology of the word – masochism – from the author Leopold von Sacher-Masoch. Von Sacher-Masoch, wrote a number …

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Story: An unexpected treat?

Who was she? Was she an angel? He had no idea; she hadn’t given him an explanation as he opened the door to his hotel suite and she sauntered into his room, discarding her long trenchcoat and leading him towards the window.

Story: Stories the floor could tell

There was two of the guards this time: big, strong and confident women, handling the bawling and struggling man with ease as he protested. They always did. They always howled in desperation, pleading for another chance or saying there had been a “mistake” or “misunderstanding.”

Wicked Wednesday: Stood Up

Andy tapped the side of his mug with his pen, desperately waiting for his colleague’s response. “You what?” Mike licked his lips. “We arranged to meet at the bar opposite the theatre at seven, and I know she got there as I saw her car in the car park, but she left with someone before …

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Wicked Wednesday: Teasing!

Her fingers lightly traced the chest of the restrained man, dressed in just his white boxer shorts, as his breathing strained. “You’re thinking about it,” she whispered in her seductive voice, straightening his blindfold and laying on the bed beside him. “I bet you’re thinking what would happen if I moved my finger.” He gulped …

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Wicked Wednesday: Dirty Words

Strangely, I was a little lost what to write about this. I am not at work this week and my usual ability to daydream while in lengthy meetings has not been present; I was devoid of inspiration. But then it came to me! I adore “dirty” sex talk as I write erotica on an almost …

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Wicked Wednesday: The Grand Old Duke of York

As nursery rhymes either have a moralistic tale interwoven, or generally have hidden meanings, I have tried to replicate this here. This is an alternative version of the Grand Old Duke of York. The Grand Old Duke of York, he had ten thousand men, They all had nasty thoughts, for Yorkie’s daughter Jen. The marching conquerors desperate, …

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Wicked Wednesday: Changing a mindset!

“Hit me,” she cried. Her voice was tinged with desperation and passion, squealing at her anxious boyfriend holding a small wooden paddle. “Do it.” The naked man squeezed the paddle in his grip and looked at his girlfriend’s exposed rear, waiting impatiently for him to conquer his demons. He had no problems in tying his …

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WickedWednesday: A warning from a date!

She giggled, twirled her hair around her finger and pouted in the small Italian restaurant; it wasn’t excessively busy, and their corner table next to the bar was ideal for a first date after a fortnight of flirtatious teasing via e-mail and Twitter. “Don’t,” he warned her. “Don’t use that language.” She considered his expression, …

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Wicked Wednesday: Heaven or Hell?

I have spent some time with Rachel Kincaid recently. If you are not familiar with her work, then I heartily recommend a read through her site. It’s very challenging erotica, past so many of my hard limits, but like the late Rachel Ross, I can read their stories that don’t just cross my red-lines, they …

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Wicked Wednesday: The New Employee

Last week I tried to write something a bit clever with a hidden meaning and it didn’t work; I failed. But I’ve had a lie-down and a think and have come up with this on the subject of “Colleagues”: simple piece of simple erotica. I coughed and slipped my hands around someone’s waist. It was …

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Wicked Wednesday: Tears!

On Sunday I discussed penis size with my SinfulSunday entry and this completely fictional story is a sort of continuation of that theme, although some gists of the story do come from a drunken conversation I had at University! I got thinking about the different meanings of “tear/tears” and it all seemed to fit! She …

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Wicked Wednesday: Karma

“Get the fuck off me!” The office clerk scowled angrily as she was forcibly seated into the narrow chair in a darkened room. “I wasn’t doing anything wrong,” she yelled indignantly. “I was finishing work and going to my date when you appeared out of the darkness. What is this? MI5? You think I’m a …

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Wicked Wednesday: The memory

Totally fictional poem, but hopefully should amuse.  Four years ago, to the day, I wore a suit, it was gray, The missus sighed, whined and groaned “That’s looks silly,” she whinged and moaned “That’s old,” she cried. “And very bland. There’s nowt that duller across the land.” I protested, it was excellent! She said I …

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Wicked Wednesday: Dreams

What are dreams? Sigmund Freud argued that dreams were the mind’s way of sending codified subliminal signals about repressed sexual desires to the conscious self whereas Carl Gustav Jung hypothesised dreaming was a window into the subconscious. Given that Freud believed that masturbation was an aberration, I’m more likely to head towards Mr Jung than …

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Wicked Wednesday: A party?

While the definition of “party” is established in many people’s minds, there are many other different meanings of the word – from “social gathering, especially for pleasure or amusement” to a “selected group of soldiers, such as a raiding party.” I have tried to use a different meaning each time I use “party” in this …

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Wicked Wednesday: Failure

I know that this does not fit in with the prompt, but I have been away in London all weekend so had to pre-prepare my submission before I knew what the prompt was. I have not written much about my teenage years before; I don’t think they are that interesting, and here is a tale …

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Wicked Wednesday: Wedding Bouquet

While I know that Rebel was thinking flowers when she selected the prompt, I am not fond of cut flowers – they look far better in the ground in my opinion – so I have been a bit dogmatic with the interpretation of “wedding bouquet.” Bouquet has a second meaning! The smell of a wedding? …

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Wicked Wednesday: Cunnilingus

I wrote about my orgasms last month, and I don’t think there is much more I can write to add to that, so instead I am writing about giving orgasms, in our favourite way! I love going down on my wife; I know that many men complain about it or dislike it, but my love …

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Wicked Wednesday: No!

“No” to me indicates a negative; something needs to cease. I am reminded of a poem that I was given when I was a youngster. When I ask my Mummy she says ask Daddy When I ask my Daddy he says ask Mummy So I just ask my Teddy Bear; he never says “no” But …

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Wicked Wedneday: Comments

I have to take a comment on a blog post and turn it into a Wicked Wednesday submission. This was proving to be quite hard until I got a rather interesting comment on Saturday night. Scroll back to around the time of Eroticon and I got a rather aggressive e-mail from a reader about a …

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Wicked Wednesday: An Unbelievable Truth!

Listen to this via MP3 I love a radio comedy programme called The Unbelievable Truth. It’s Radio 4, so it is middle-class, dry wit and come the revolution, I know I will be shot for having listened to it. But it’s my sort of silly humour and it makes me laugh! As David Mitchell explains, …

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Wicked Wedneday: Boggled!

I had planned to write a little story for Wicked Wednesday around “Captain Orgasm and Mistress Arousal” but I think this true account fits better with Rebel’s prompt. I had an interesting conversation last week with a handful of vastly experienced BDSM players on Twitter, when I said I was not a “true” submissive. As …

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Wicked Wednesday: Colour Climax

In my post last week I had a few comments about my description of a male climax, which thanks to the Race to 100 Orgasms, I hope to be experiencing quite a few more of in the coming weeks! Anyway, I promised I would write a fuller description of (my) orgasms if the prompt for …

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Wicked Wednesday: Why spoil a moment?

A bizarre and unrealistic fiction fantasy, I know; I really did struggle for any sort of inspiration and wanted to write a happy piece of erotica. This is my sixth attempt; my first attempt didn’t go all that well given I was not in a happy place when I tried to write it. I am …

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