Thanks for reading my erotica, now go get an STD test 😳

*This post is cross-posted on my main website.*

Back in the day when I was actively writing and publishing erotica on my other blog, I received many emails from various organizations who offered me something. Either it was an affiliate program, a gift of some sort requiring a review, or an opportunity to buy into their SEO packages in order to help me rank better on Google.

I read them all, and ignored 99% of them.

Every once in a while, I would take up conversations with the more eloquently written invitations. These few and rare people presented their case professionally, usually to join in a partnership or accept a free gift (as long as I write a genuine review on my blog). To date, I had not confirmed anything with anyone. I mean, yeah the free gifts “of my choice, just browse our website” was compelling, but there was that matter of non-existant privacy at my place to actually try the product and then write the review about it… 

Point is, I still receive regular invites for business opportunities through that, mostly silent, blog.

Two days ago, I received an email of a different kind, one I had never seen before. Instead of free sex toys or similar props, I was invited to join something quite different.

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Words to live by

Use your words.

Hit that spot inside her mind. Watch her transform into a wanton, needy, wet mess.

Cassandra

Seduce her mind if you want her body.

Reminder to men

If you confuse my personality with attitude, you don’t understand me at all.

My personality is who I am. My attitude depends on who you are.

Paraphrased by Cassandra

There’s a difference between people who want to fuck you and people who want to make you cum.

Seen on tumblr

The list of things I’m too old for and continue to ignore gets longer with every passing year.

Inspired by @kimtopher22

Lead yourself first. Quiet the noise. Clear the clutter. Silence the shame.

And then?

Consider that your next right thing might be disruptive, bring discomfort, or reveal a difficult truth.

Emily P Freeman

Releasing inhibitions – part 1

Alexandra imagined herself lying on her bed, on her back, head hanging over the edge. There was a man standing in her line of vision, his erection hard and pointing at her mouth.

Andrew, she labeled the man tentatively.

Immediately after she imagined this scenario, she rejected it.

“I’m not ready,” she told herself.

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The torrid weekend that was

Continued from Shopping for men.

Alexandra stared at the notification in her app. One of the men she scrolled onto had contacted her.

Oh my god, what have I done, Alexandra worried. Then, her eyes glanced at the clock on her phone. Almost 11, I have to work tomorrow, she thought to herself as she pondered what to do.

Frankly, she wasn’t going to get herself all worked up tonight. She didn’t want to go to sleep worrying about what she’d done, or what sort of lunatic she may have attracted via this dating app. Better wait for tomorrow, she told herself. She needed a clear head to tackle this app, and its men.

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The intricate complications of dating apps

After months of contemplation, curiosity finally got the better of her, and Alexandra loaded the dreaded app. She picked the least obtrusive, irritating one she had heard about and installed it on her phone.

She was nervous. What would happen if she got caught? Playing on this app felt like cheating, like betrayal.

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Seductive torment in the cabin

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. To read this story in consecutive order, start here: part 1, part 2, part 3.

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While Andrew continued his torturous play between her legs, Alexandra placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He shifted his position slightly to allow for her to hang on to him as she buckled and twitched under his touch. Just as she felt a wave of approaching orgasm roll through her, Andrew removed his fingers and touched them to his lips. He took a deep breath in and closed his eyes.

Alexandra watched in fascination. This was a man who hungered for her in ways she never encountered before.

When Andrew opened his eyes again he stared at her and placed his fingers, wet with her juices, in front of her lips.

“Taste yourself,” he commanded her.

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A cabin of opportunities and benefits

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. In the previous chapter (part 2) they were planning a day trip to explore some properties for a future project of Andrew’s. Before that (part 1) Alexandra fantasized about a sexual experience with her friend which led to a frustrating night without relief.

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The cabin looked inviting with its big stone fireplace and the huge framed windows. But it was the scenery through the windows that enhanced the seductive atmosphere; nothing but trees and water.

“There’s a lot of privacy here,” Andrew said, reading Alexandra’s mind. Quickly, she turned to give him a sly smile.

“Sure is,” she agreed before turning her attention back to the window.

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