Category: Fiction

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Fiction

Ream Peek: When the Sheets Talk

Here is your exclusive Ream peek at Beth and Rafe as they open their relationship to women and men, and they get an introduction to a private sex venue called The Tops and Bottoms Club. When The Sheets Talk By Dr. J. Episode 1 Beth I had to do it before the warmth of the sheets dissipated. I molded myself around Mara’s sleeping spot. With my face nestled into her pillow, the scent took me back to last night. Riveting. I arched my back in the bed and cupped my breast, slowly tweaking my nipple. “You want this, right?” That’s...

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Fiction

Dr. J.’s Top 10 Erotic Blog Stories of 2019

Hello Erotica Readers! It’s hard to believe that 2019 closes out this week. I wanted to share my Top 10 Erotic Blog Reads for the year. It amazes me to see what everyone likes. Adventure. Novelty. Settings. Kink. If you missed any of my stories, now is your chance to see the most popular. 10. The Calendar Man It is the first installment of a five-episode story about a kinky firefighter who moved to town and meets someone interesting in yoga class. 9. Working A Slick Connection This is the fourth installment of Bill and Sue’s bathroom shaving adventure. The...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

A Walled Reunion: An Erotic Short

Leaning against the barn, wearing my ragged jean skirt and old gifted boots, I waited. The scent of dirt, horses, and hay filled the air. Our ritual had been to meet here every Friday at the end of the workday for the hottest sex imaginable. Allen was a creature of habit but was he ten years later? A truck motor echoed in the air as it rumbled over the gravel road. My heart fluttered. As the vehicle came closer, it slowed and stopped within several feet of me. Through the windshield, I saw the face I missed. Allen stared at...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Sounds Sexy, Right? A Writer’s Dream

I think writers are always looking for something to help the creative muse. This story idea came from an overheard conversation, a writer’s dream if you will. I captured it quickly and the mantra stuck in my mind. Sounds sexy, right? The hallway chatter from the other women caught my attention. It was odd because they were never this chatty on a writer’s meeting night. “Why is everyone so buzzed?” “Cora, don’t you read anything we send out?” Lulu glared at me. “It’s our new special event night.”  She shoved a flyer in my hand. “Here.” I stared at it....

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Book Review / Fiction

Book Review: Rachel Kramer Bussel’s Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Vol 4

Rachel Kramer Bussel has done it again. In her newest book, Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 4, she introduces the theme of outsiders and risk, and this collection of diverse erotic stories hits the mark. This themed lens provides us with a unique backdrop and introduces us to ‘every woman.’ Yes, these are the women not marketed by Hollywood or a PR firm. What I like best about this volume is how each story introduces us to characters who push us, the readers, to consider how individual and complex our experience of sex is. Here are several of...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Take Me For A Ride

“I have something I want to show you.” I opened the car door and plopped into the passenger seat of John’s truck. “That’s what all the men say.” I waggled my eyebrows. It had been a while since we had truck sex. John looked straight ahead and gripped the steering wheel. “No, seriously, Suz. I want you to see this and give me an opinion.” Intensity flew off John like a Cat 4 hurricane, laced with an unusual side of edgy. “Sure. Show me.” “We have to go to it.” He started the ignition. His nervous energy bounced around the...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

A Jasmine Bath and You

I missed last week’s post for Masturbation Monday due to sickness. My effort was there, but my body couldn’t get the story finished. This is what I crafted for Adrian Kenny’s picture. I sat on the lumpy mattress to check my messages. After two weeks of hotel rooms, I hit my overwhelmed and tired point. I had to change jobs. Where is George’s nightly text? I scrolled through until I found it. “Is the picture what you wanted?” I typed my reply. “No photo.” George wasn’t forgetful. The text box opened. “Lin, wait.” “You need me here to send a...

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Fiction / M/M/F Fiction

Adonis and Ragnar the Magnificient

My friend enjoyed her requested story about the Viking, Ragnar. We met before I left for the holidays and she asked me to write another. I told her to give me specifics. “Can I add another man?” I laughed. “It’s fiction we can do anything.” She asked me to add Adonis and here he is! You might want to read the first episode: Ragnar the Magnificient. Ragnar/Alexander I watched Red fall into absolute rapture. My teeth in her skin sent her there. This woman with her responses caused me to burn. Her sounds and fruity scents were my kryptonite. Sometimes...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Ragnar The Magnificent

Thanksgiving events with non-erotica writing friends always spark lively discussions. Sometimes, I think they create a plan for when we are together. One of my friends asked me to write a specific fantasy. I sat between her and her partner as she created otherworldly elements, for me to include. I hope I have done Ragnar the Magnificent and Cinnamon a solid turn! Enjoy your tale crafted just for you, my friends. You know who you are! “What’s with the shopping bag, Red?” Alexander peeked inside and pulled out a Viking helmet. “Props for our sex fantasy.” “Our sex fantasy?” I...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

The Orange Blossom Special

“You want me to meet you where?” My gravelly voice echoed in my tired mind. “It’s too early.” “Winston. I have a surprise. Be at the grove in fifteen minutes.” The grove? Why did Stacie need us there this early? The workers wouldn’t be there yet. I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes and realized it was almost sunrise. The things I do for this woman. I dressed and headed for my pickup truck. The bumpy, back road woke me up, and as I came around the last curve , Isaw light peeping through the stand of...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Purple Elements

What creative sexual genius would Violet have for me today? Blindfolded and bound naked to our playing chair in our boudoir, its icy metal kept me at attention. How long had I waited? The thought of time heightened my senses, and my body needed a workout. The burning question was how Vi would work me and if she’d let me orgasm today? A potent blast of lavender filled the room. The intensity carried me like a magic carpet to the land outside our old house. Memories. We ran through the fields together and dropped to the ground where Violet sucked...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Red and the Wolf

Travel seems to tap into my creative streak. My trip to the oldest town in the United States, Saint Augustine again proves that true. An inn and a sexy man walking through inspired this tale. It happened while I sat at the dining room table of the historic bed-and-breakfast inn. Because the check-in area was a tiny space, the owner, Mrs. Lopez had asked me to wait in the combination parlor and dining room until she finished with the guests before me. The scent of coffee and pancakes lingered. The period décor reflected in the ornate furniture, colorful ceramic dishware,...

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Dr. J.'s News / Fiction

The Shortest of Fiction Stories In Twelve Words

There will be a break this week from the Hiking Story Series. I’m preparing for a vacation and well, you all know it’s hard to get every task completed. I’m headed to cooler weather to some locations where creative people worked and I’m looking forward to sitting in their places and brainstorming new writing ideas. An environment has an impact on me and I’m curious to see where this new energy takes me. Until then, I wanted to share a new project with you all. For the month of June, I began to participate in a new daily writing meme called...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction / Sisters In Smut

The Cowboy

During the Sisters In Smut Convention, three erotica authors walked into a bar and spotted a cowboy, an angel, and a devil. Caught up in the reverie, three stories were born. This one is mine. Chuck had finished his smoky set, deep and full, much like the cigar scent in the historic Palace Salon. He balanced the guitar on his lap as he slipped the harmonica neck rack off his head. Words of life had flown off Chuck’s tongue in his trademark ebony sound as he strummed those chords and tapped his cowboy boots. But when he introduced his sensuous...

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F/F/M Fiction / Fiction

Beyond the Backyard

I was out of town again. Lovely inspirations show up. If you’re reading, EK, you started this. “Come on over and take a look,” said Hal. He had pulled out the photo album of past meetings for his reunion group. Something was up. Hal wasn’t sharing. Reminiscing was more accurate. When I spotted the picture of him with Janie Matthews, my intuition was confirmed. They looked great together, and it was obvious he had a thing for her. Even though he had my heart, he still carried a flicker of “what if” and I could work with that. The night...

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Fiction / M/M/F Fiction

Kinky Boots on Fuchsia Sheets

The lovely boots for this prompt came from sub-Bee. Check out more here. Damon’s request stunned me. Why did the room have to be frigid? I hated to be cold, but he liked to challenge me to work through it. First, I had to replace the sheets on the bed with the ones he asked me to use, the damn fuchsia ones. I smoothed them in my hands as I walked to the bed. At least the satin finish soothed my mind, but it provided no clue to his plan. Second, he wanted me naked on the sheets wearing those...

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Fiction / M/F Fiction

Icy Hot

The chill in the room continued to drop. My teeth chattered, but I had to stay focused. Rod had never used temperature this way to ramp up my desire. If I wiggled my foot, I touched the cold wrought iron bedpost. If I jiggled my hands, the icy metal of the handcuffs set me off. I imagined that even my warm breath made a little cloud in the air as I exhaled. What do I do now? The cloth blindfold was the only thing that could have provided warmth, but all it did was taunt me with the idea of...

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Fiction

The Lover In My Dreams

My writing group gave me a song lyric prompt, and I wrote this story based on that. I ask you, does love resonate in our bodies forever? I woke myself thrashing in the bedcovers. It was hot. When I opened my eyes, it was all black. Where am I? What’s that smell? I felt anxious. My skin was clammy. I kicked off the sheet to get some air on my feet. A hand grasped mine and squeezed. I flinched, and the hand dropped away. My heart rate picked up. As I focused on my chest, rising and falling, I drifted...

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Fiction

His Defined Abs

Celebrating the last day of National Masturbation Month. The party was going strong. Significant amounts of perfume combined with the alcohol assisted the beat of the music in pounding my head. Pounding, just like I imagined him doing to her luscious body. It was happening, and I had agreed to it. I surveyed the buzzing room after Joy and Richard had left to talk. I wasn’t sure how this would transpire or how I would feel afterward? What did I know about watching my wife get banged by another man, much less my best friend? Nothing. I had left the...

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Fiction

The Magician

Tonight, like every Wednesday night after work, I observed her in the bustle at Lillie’s Victorian Establishment. Her tight black dress accented her curves, and her heels complimented her fit calves. Flicking her hair and contorting her body either higher or lower, she molded into the space of her person of interest. She worked her charm. She hunted. Amidst the smell of body heat and liquor, her sexual energy permeated the bar. In this chosen sphere, she proceeded from one person to another searching for the connection. With her scope narrowed to her immediate circle, she didn’t know I watched....

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Fiction

A Cowgirl Rides her Man

As I entered the dimmed bedroom, Jolene lounged with her kick-butt, cowboy boots dangling off our bed. While that was an unusual sight, what got my attention was her hand stroking the dildo strap-on. My blood surged, and my gaze shot to her face. She swirled her tongue around her lips and blew me a kiss. My breathing quickened. “For me?” I swallowed hard. “Yeah, Tex. You ready?” Was I? I walked closer to the bed taking in the impressive view. Jolene squirted a lot of lube in her palm, and her slick hand leisurely danced up and down the...

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Fiction

Our Porn

One year ago, I started my website and began posting stories. This story was posted as a guest blog with Wicked Wednesday before my website was up and running. It is hard to believe I’ve been writing a year. What a ride! Thank you all for reading and commenting. I look forward to what this year brings.  Dr. J. “I want to see the round and juicy parts. I’m a visual person,” said James. “Yeah and I’m the auditory person. Give me murmurs, gasps, and groans. I want the nuances of the body speaking,” said Camille. “So where does that...

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Fiction

Orgasm Controlled

This is what happened after Cuffed by Dr. J. Read this first, if you want to want to know how Eliot got here and to watch the video. “What have you done, Darla?” “Let’s go see.” She grabbed my handcuffed hands and pulled me down the hall to our spare room. I wanted to sink my teeth into her luscious ass. I loved it when she wanted control. When we entered the room, I spotted the exercise bench. The devilish look in her eye made me hotter as we moved closer to the apparatus. She was in a playful mood, and I...

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Fiction

Cuffed

This story was created from this week’s video prompt on Masturbation Monday. I hit the play button and walked in the kitchen. I heard the entire thing before I saw it. Auditory is powerful.  Darla yelled down the hall, “I have something to share with you.” She never called me into her office while she worked. “Okay,” I said, walking in. Darla sat at her desk, but her appearance threw me. Where were her sweats? Her breasts spilled from a low-cut blouse while her short skirt highlighted some sexy garters. She wore a handcuff like a bracelet. She leaned forward as I...