Category: Erotic Fiction

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The Flower Shop Window

His hand is pushing my face against the window of the flower shop. The cold glass and my skin are glued together. I can smell yesterday’s roses and tulips. My breath leaves a dew...

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Jawbreaker

I was putting the jawbreaker back into my mouth and allowing my tongue to push it from side to side. My mouth filled with saliva and sweetness, I pondered about how he would react,...

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Dancing into the Night

“Bela Lugosi’s dead, undead undead” The famous goth anthem was playing when I entered the club. This Saturday’s debauchery happened in the local World War 2 left-over underground bunker. The place’s atmosphere fit tonight’s...