I'm a teacher full-time and writer part-time. I write in lots of genres, but erotica is my favorite because of the emotions and physical reactions that result from my words. My best friend, my sister, my hairstylist and my husband know that I write these stories, but no one else in my "real life" would believe it. I'm the sweet, innocent girl...on the surface, anyway. The teacher in me never minds helping others to improve their skills, so I invite aspiring writers to contact me with questions...I'd love to help if I can!
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"It's hot in here, baby!" I pull my hair up, off my neck. A quick glance in the mirror: flushed cheeks, tiny beads of sweat. You are propped up in bed, reading, but you pause to look at me and grin. "Nah...it's just me." And I must agree...you are scorching. But the temps are soaring, and I need some relief. "I'm opening the window," I announce, flipping the latches,...
Added 26 Sep 2012 | Category Love Poems
| Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.94
| Views 758
| 18 Comments
Chelsea was late, the victim of a failed alarm clock and cab shortage. She silently cursed her tight skirt and heels as she flew through the lobby, skidding across the polished marble floor just in time to catch the elevator. Breathless, she jumped in, glanced at her watch, and exhaled in relief. The button to the fifth floor was already glowing, pressed by the elevator’s only other...
Added 17 Jul 2012 | Category Group Sex
| Votes 57 | Avg Score 4.92
| Views 16,145
| 43 Comments
I sit before the small mirror, running a brush through mylong hair and dreaming about tomorrow night. Our holiday ball. Mother and Father have been planning it for months, and the neighborhood is all abuzz with talk. The invitations were sent a month ago, the replies have all been received, seating charts have been made. We are expecting 160 guests; a very respectable number for a ball....
Added 27 Feb 2012 | Category Oral Sex
| Votes 50 | Avg Score 4.91
| Views 4,454
| 12 Comments
Evan was bored. Not just momentarily bored, but chronically and perpetually bored. As the president of his own company, he had met and surpassed his own personal life goals by the ripe old age of 45 and was now struggling with “what next?” He had everything he wanted: a private jet, a yacht, luxury cars, servants, a huge California mansion and a vacation home in the Caribbean. And yet, Evan...
Added 20 Dec 2011 | Category Taboo
| Votes 104 | Avg Score 4.81
| Views 17,611
| 32 Comments
Melissa cracked her knuckles, rolled her head from side to side, and twisted around in her chair to pop her back. She was starting to get a little tired after hours of sitting in the same position, but the breeze from the nearby ocean and the sound of the waves made working almost bearable. Melissa’s sanity had nearly reached the breaking point and she was desperate for this change of scenery. ...
Added 25 Nov 2011 | Category Straight Sex
| Votes 43 | Avg Score 4.92
| Views 2,473
| 19 Comments
It’s Halloween night, I’m dressed as a sexy dominatrix, and I have three married men sitting in my living room. Paul has just brought me to an orgasm with his tongue in the kitchen, then I gave him a hand job and he came on my tits in front of Will and Mark. It has been a good night, but I’m not finished by any stretch. Besides being genuinely attracted to these men and being in need of...
Added 30 Oct 2011 | Category Taboo
| Votes 67 | Avg Score 4.75
| Views 6,869
| 35 Comments
I step off the curb and look appraisingly at my house, trying to gauge the reaction that will come from the street. It’s the afternoon of October 31, and I have just put the finishing touches on my “haunted house.” The windows are boarded up, caution tape accents the front porch, a cemetery nestles against the right corner of the house, outdoor speakers blast frightening sounds into the night,...
Added 29 Oct 2011 | Category Taboo
| Votes 68 | Avg Score 4.74
| Views 6,634
| 31 Comments
I tried to tell you how I feel, But the words just didn’t work. How can I express what you mean to me? If I were an artist, I’d paint you, With fine lines and bold color and great movement To illustrate your physical grandeur. If I were a musician, I’d sing you, With swelling crescendos and intricate chords and complicated harmonies To communicate your creative spirit. If I were...
Added 21 Oct 2011 | Category Love Poems
| Votes 37 | Avg Score 4.91
| Views 1,495
| 22 Comments
I’m strong. I’m a teacher, a coach, a mother. I run a classroom, a team, a household. I’m an athlete. I run marathons. So when I read stories about submissive women, Downcast eyes, murmuring agreement in response to their lovers’ demands, I’m angered by their weakness. That’s not me. But you… With your sexy tenderness and solid character, Your warm, intelligent eyes...
Added 14 Oct 2011 | Category Love Poems
| Votes 32 | Avg Score 4.93
| Views 1,583
| 12 Comments
We pull into the driveway and I breathe a sigh of relief. We’ve been away for two weeks…a wonderful Florida vacation to kick off the summer, but our eight hour drive home turned into eleven due to some ridiculous traffic in Atlanta, and I am completely exhausted. My only saving grace is that the kids went home with my parents, so at least we’ll have the rest of the night to ourselves. We...
Added 10 Oct 2011 | Category Toys
| Votes 59 | Avg Score 4.95
| Views 14,667
| 14 Comments
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