Culture May 19,
fiction short erotic Wanted very
I thought back to my white cotton underpants that night at the Crowne Plaza, and I giggled to myself. I can feel how much he means it and I rush towards him for a hug, but as I go to press my face into his chest he lifts it upwards gently and kisses me full on the mouth. I smoothed the silky wetness over my clitoris, into the short, neatly trimmed strip of hair on my mound. A single touch is all it takes for their simmering need to explode.
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A vague feeling that she was missing something essential. I remember how excited I felt, but also how frustrated I was that this was only happening now, the night before we went home. Appreciating that erotica should serve sexual imagination over sexual reality is a must for budding authors, but those who want to sell a lot of copies can go a step further…. We should perhaps consider ancient Greece and the erotic friezes that adorned its civic centers; the magnificently sculpted marble figure of the god Pan… Images like these were clearly seen as eminently suitable Grecian street-furniture, depictions of an aspect of mammalian existence that all mammals knew about already and were comfortable regarding, and which [no one] needed protecting from.
