Erotica: Flirt Merchant by Jillian Boyd

Hello, lovers of erotica. It’s Jillian here, with a hot piece of fiction to get you started in your week. First posted on my blog, this was inspired by a recent trip to the pub… hope you enjoy. — Flirt Merchant Don’t think I can’t see you standing there, drying your glasses. I can practically

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Erotica – Get It Good by Jillian Boyd

Lovers of erotica, readers of Cliterati, rejoice! It’s Jillian here, with another slice of real life erotica, straight from the archives of my lovely blog. Well, I say archives… this happened quite recently, actually. My lovely boyfriend celebrated his birthday recently… and it’s fair to say we were both in need of a bit of

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Erotica – Kissy Kissy by Jillian Boyd

Hello, lovers of erotica… Jillian Boyd here. It’s been a long time since I last saw you, lovely readers of Cliterati. But I’m here again, hoping to bring the sizzle with some hot erotica. This was originally a post on my blog, about a delicious bout of sex that occurred after a bit of a

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Erotica: Zipless Part Three

Spark. The dull throb between my legs sped up. Our eyes met again and he smirked. Fucking shark. He took my hand. There was that spark again, the one that made me even wetter. Pulling me through the crowd, towards an unknown destination. There were no words. There were no thoughts. I was driven by

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Erotica: Zipless, Part Deux

Part two of our six parter…Read Part Un here ~ Breath. I could hear him, breathing in my ear. He was standing behind me. Our hands both held the metal pole in the middle of the train. Then he touched mine. I could feel a spark. My heart beat too quickly. The train pulled into

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Erotica: Zipless, Part Un

  A six part series of 100 words shorts. Hope you enjoy. ~ Hunger. It was the only thing I could feel when I looked at him. Breathless, uninhibited hunger. His eyes. My god, his eyes. They held my gaze and I could actually feel my panties moisten. I smiled coyly, my cheeks flushing a

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Erotica ~ Boss Man

  He bites his bottom lip when he’s thinking. Or trying to pretend that he’s thinking. He winks at me, in that way that only someone who has a mental image of a non-stop fuckfest in mind can do. He stares openly at my tits. And I’m okay with this. Fuck, I openly stare at

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Erotica ~ Pound A Punnet

Though it was still early in the morning, Covent Garden market was already buzzing. I breathed in the morning air, as I made my way out of the busy tube station. For once, London smelled like sun and summer, instead of its usual pong of gasoline and regret. A nearby busker provided a soundtrack for

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Erotica: Aurelia ~ A Dirty Kind of Grace Part Two

  I’d been called many things in my life. Bastard, motherfucker, faggot, shithead, wanker…. But never whore. I didn’t think whore was the right word to call me. Sure, I fucked everything that had two legs and a pulse, male or female… But I never considered myself a whore. These words have a way of

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Erotica: A Dirty Kind Of Grace Part One

Sleep. Sleep is good. Means you don’t have to face real life and that. I was pretty sure I was doing just that until the sunlight hit my weary eyes that morning. The morning after. The morning after the umpteenth fuck up I had made in my life. The memories of the previous night started

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Erotica: Aussie Girl

Saturday afternoon, half past one. I sat near the window at Starbucks, getting better acquainted with a latte.  The weather gods were not being kind. Outside, the people of Chelmsford rushed about the street, clad in their macs and wellies. I really shouldn`t have bothered. “Dylan from work” obviously hadn`t.  Couldn`t blame her though. I

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