i call it creative writing

Last night, while going through my own blog and those of my friends, I was suddenly hit by the creative writing bug. I realised that my blog has been too stagnant and boring for too long. It was time to spice things up.

So out of nowhere, I began writing erotica. Hey, who said this blog was for the faint of heart?

I haven't written for so long, it was a struggle at first. But after awhile, it got pretty enjoyable. I will admit, what I've written is not perfect, but hopefully it gets you in the mood to do the sexay!

This is my first experiment with erotica. And frankly, I found that I quite like writing filthy shit. So read on, if you think you've got what it takes. And let me know what you think.

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WARNING: This post contains sexually explicit content. So if you are a prude, non-horny virgin and less than 18 years of age, you are highly advised to leave this page.

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For days I’ve been imagining his body on top of me; that beautifully toned physique, hand pulling my hair, tongue playing on my breast whilst he pushes against me, taking pleasure in every moan.

And now here he is, right in front of me. I find my fingers tracing the outline of his jaw, moving slowly from his temple to his cheekbones, and finally stopping at his lips. I gasped when he took my fingers and started licking them gently. I could feel a tremor moving down my spine, and somewhere in between my thighs, there’s that all too familiar warm and tingly sensation.

Sensing my anticipation, he pushed me onto the bed and nudged my legs apart with his knee. As he bent down to kiss me, his fingers were already moving under my skirt. We kissed hungrily, our tongues savouring the taste of each other.

Just when I feel as if my body would explode with longing, he found that sweet spot and began circling it. Softly at first, and then with increasing pressure. I couldn’t stop moaning. It feels so damn good, I don’t want it to ever stop.

His other hand pushed my shirt up and removed my bra, exposing my breasts. The feel of his tongue against my nipple, biting and teasing, sent a shockwave of excitement through my body. This is making me crazy. If I have to wait any longer for his cock to enter me, I will go mad.

“Fuck me now.”

In an instance, his clothes were off. How he does it so quickly, I do not know. But the sight of his erect cock makes me even wetter and I spread my legs wide, inviting him to come to me.

He paused for a second, looked at me with that evil twinkle in his eyes and said “Wait.”

Wait?! I need him now, goddammit!

He lowers himself to kiss me once more, slipping his fingers inside of me. I feel myself spiralling into a fuzzy haze of pleasure, making me moan even more. Ohhhh, yea... Just right there.

Without warning, he slid into me and I let out gasp. Oh God, yea! I could feel every inch of him moving in and out, every thrust, and I was craving for more. Harder, deeper.

Our bodies move together in perfect rythmn. We kissed passionately as he rocked my body with his desire. I can feel my muscles tightening and my body shivering from pure ecstasy. I was about to orgasm.

My back arched and I moaned even more.

“I’m coming...”

He thrusted harder; I can see the satisfaction in his eyes. And he said to me “Yes, come for me. You’re my baby girl, Sarah.”

I stopped. What?!

“Who the hell is Sarah?!”