Erotic Arts And Letters

[moni]

[emeer]

Shakespeare

[Kkali]

bustero, i don't think so.

[dungeonbaby]

“Whatever malignant dream I had last night, it’s been disinfected by these warm rays of sunshine. I can’t remember the details…”

 

“You were thinking of me…”

 

“I was not,” she said with a wince, the obvious cover-up making him smile.

 

“Did my stories from dinner contribute to these sick dreams you’re having?”

 

She had never heard such risqué stories, told in unflinching manner, while she half-gagged and attempted to swallow her food like a proper lady. This overgrown boy and his girls. Spanking, screaming, choking, cursing. Girl turning red under her tan, boy spilling seed onto the Frette sheets, his stalwart efforts also drying on her lean thighs. Every other month it’s someone else’s wife or some boardroom Amazon. She listened as he worried that he might one day declare love upon his little deaths, as he put it. But he never did.

 

“It’s the literate sort who are deadly,” he repeated, watching her. He liked saying that. She never could tell if it was a warning, or fearless surrender.

[simon b]

almusal

 

sando mong puti

at sandangkal na short shorts

hotdog kot itlog

[99PercentCaffeine]

This is a work of fiction... Not particularly sure if this is the right thread. But it is as close as I can get to a fiction forum.

 

He's back in the dungeon again, he's certain. The potent smell of leather and the clanking of his chains were a dead give

away. For a moment, he forgot which was is out and panicked, but survival instincts kicked in just in time. He picked

the locks on the chains with a make shift bobby pin and relished the feel of having his hands free again, but only for a

moment. He has to keep moving.

He started walking with an ever so slight limp, hoping his legs would not give up on him before he reaches the foot of the

stairs. Almost there. He turned right, left, then right again. Ah, yes. The familiar hump that he almost always trip

over every time he navigates this labyrinth of a cell. IN the darkness, he finally found the bottom step.

Climbing up is always the hardest. While his mind understands that the stairs were not at all steep, and there is in fact

a bar on the far left to hold on to, it seems to be the hardest ascent every time. He takes his first step, trying to find

whatever bearings her can muster.

You have to do this you hapless bastard. You have to get out of here. He will find you sooner or later, so lift your

foot and start climbing. One step, then another.

It wasnt a blinding light that greeted him this time. It was a glimmer, the tiniest beacon. He almost needed to squint

to focus on it but it was there.

Perhaps if I can just touch it......

 

 

 

Hank awoke with a start. The first thing that hit him was the splitting headache.

 

Just how much did I drink last night? I really out to stop trying to finding answers in the bottom of a bottle.

 

Then again, he knew he cant stop. Not just yet anyway. The nightmares are back, three nights in a row now. Cutting back might be manageable but he cant give it up cold turkey.

 

 

His mind came to focus just as he noticed his rock hard erection.

 

Christ. Not now.

 

 

And yet as he mentally chastises himself, his left hand started to stroke up and down his bare cock.

 

 

One release. That is all I need. One, then its a quick trip to the shower and off to work.

 

He's stroking harder now, with a tighter grasp. He knew that this was gonna be a brutal race to climax. He cupped his balls to hasten the inevitable. His hips started moving to and fro. It wont be long now. Sweet relief is within reach.

 

He can feel his orgasm rushing towards him like a harsh torrent. He came with painful intensity as he squeezed his balls slightly.

 

As the last few shudders left his body, he noticed how copiously he came.

 

He would have appreciated the irony of having to self-pleasure considering his "Day job" but his thoughts were interrupted by a loud ping from his phone.

 

 

DMX

There is a client I need you to meet.

She has very particular needs and you would be perfect for her.

 

 

 

Damn it. Please let it not be another bored trophy housewife from the suburbs.

 

Despite reservations, he responded quickly.

 

On my way. ETA 15 minutes.

 

 

Grabbing the first pair of jeans and shirt he saw, he got dressed and dragged his tired self out the door.

 

 

 

As he waited for the elevator to open, he thought to himself,

 

How the hell did I get here.

 

But just as quickly as the question occurred to him, he pushed self recriminations aside. After all, he f#&ks for a living. How bad can it really be?

 

 

 

TBC....

[RED2018]

DASAL (SAL)

 

taimtim habang mata’y pinid

nililok kita sa aking isip

binuo sa mundo kong makitid

binigyan ng anyo at kulay

pinagalaw at hininghan ng buhay

sa bawat huni at indayog

ng porma mo at hubog

tuliro at sarap ang dulot

halos langit ay malayang abot

mistulang angkin ang handog

ang sa iyo’t aki’y nagsanib

tinungo pati panganib na yungib

may kung anong katas na pumulandit

habang katawa’y pawisan sa init

luwalhati kapadaka’y namintog

sa mundo ko kapag tag-libog

[spamlover]

http://www.benpadiah.com/otherstuff/elib/o.pdf

 

Story of O

by Pauline Réage

 

French erotic novel about the BDSM life. Written 1954, way ahead of its time, nung panahon na marami pang censored sa panitikan

[Hari ng Spakol]

Some like it wet,
Some like it dry,
Some like it soft,
Some like it hard,

Hand Job,
Hard on,
Hug me,
Kiss you,

Abortion,
Depression,
Condoms and Rubbers,
Doctor’s and mothers,
Lust and Foreplay,
Let it go away.

[NightWriter]

All it takes is to pull down the fly, press your lips and blow..

[cumlaude]

sad to see one of the last post of Ms. Nightwriter was here... wala na akong babasa basahin na titillating stories

[Strada2008]

...malalim dito...sobra...I write but not this kind of stuff...pure erotica, Go! Saan maka download? Magagaling writers nito!

[simon b]

keep calm...

 

and masturbate

 

 

 

(the last word should qualify this post as erotic)

[toxin]

good read

[maliit pero malikot]

My tounge is like a lava,

Let me lick your vigan.

 

By: maliit pero malikot