Make a move
Introducing some guest erotica…
He saw her dancing with a friend, her ass shaking so nicely in blue jeans that seems to hug her curvy hips just right. Her hand raised up and her top edged up just enough Read More
11
Oct
Category Archives: Erotic Fiction
05
Jan
Twelve Drummers Drumming – the 12th day of Christmas
The twelfth and final in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 12: Twelve drummers drumming
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, twelve drummers drumming
Twelve by Hannah Lockhardt
Drumsticks, brushes and mallets are available in different weights and sizes. Hickory, Maple and Oak are the most common types of wood used for drumsticks.
A player will often choose whichever stick size feels most comfortable and suits their playing style. Sticks can also be wooden-tipped or have a nylon tip.
04
Jan
Eleven pipers piping – the 11th day of Christmas
The penultimate, and eleventh in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 11: Eleven Pipers Piping
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, eleven pipers piping
My true love has always had pretty decent organisational skills, but even I was surprised just how quickly he’d managed to organise this one.
From a semi drunken conversation Read More
03
Jan
ten lords a-leaping – the tenth day of christmas
The tenth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 10: Ten Lords A-leaping
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, ten lords a-leaping
02
Jan
nine ladies dancing – the 9th day of christmas
The ninth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 9: Nine Ladies Dancing
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, nine ladies dancing
It’s the new year. Like many people, I’d resolved to make changes. My changes were fairly straight forward, spend less time worrying about work, and be more of a lover to my true love.
01
Jan
eight maids a-milking – the eighth day of christmas
The eighth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 8: Eight Maids A-Milking
On the eigth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, eight maids a-milking
We were out for our new year’s day walk
She held my hand as walked away from our house, down the road and over the bridge. We were walking away from the built up area, and after 10 minutes Read More
31
Dec
seven swans a-swimming – the seventh day of christmas
It is my pleasure and honour to announce the first guest post on subsmissives, for the seventh day in the 12 days of Christmas, I present Seven Swans a-swimming by an anonymous author.
“Seven Swans a-Swimming”
Checking e-mails on a Monday morning could feel a little like Russian roulette after a relaxing weekend.
Fifty-four, how in only two days could Read More
30
Dec
six geese a-laying – the sixth day of christmas
The sixth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 6: Six Geese A-laying
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, six geese a-laying.
It’s Christmas, the time I am allowed to revert back to my childhood and get all excited for the week. A time to eat, drink and open presents.
29
Dec
five gold rings – the 5th day of Christmas
The fifth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 5: Five gold rings
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, five gold rings.
It’s Christmas, the time I am allowed to revert back to my childhood and get all excited for the week. A time to eat, drink and open presents.
Todays present was in a pretty small box, Read More
28
Dec
Four colly birds – the 4th day of Christmas
The fourth in an unrelated series of stories, inspired by the 12 days of Christmas; Day 4: Four colly birds
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, four colly birds.
It’s Christmas, the time I am allowed to revert back to my childhood and get all excited for the week. A time to eat, drink and open presents.
My true love was out, she had some urgent matter to attend to, but true to form, she had left my present beneath the tree, Read More