connecting the dots by editing & writing erotica
Harry’s arm was about her waist before he bent her over the coffee table. This was a familiar and comfortable position for Sabrina, and she settled into it with ease. She ran her hand over the side of her breast, and she felt a crack like lightning on her backside plus just a sliver of […]
Sabrina stared at Damaris, whose hands were firmly between her legs. Damaris smiled softly. “I do not mean like that Sabrina!” she exclaimed. “I meant to sleep with me like Carole used to when we were young. I miss her so much you know?” Sabrina nodded and pulled a blanket over Damaris whose eyes closed […]
Sabrina rarely went to her own apartment—she spent most of her time at Harry’s. But she was happy to let Damaris stay there. Damaris immediately got into her bed, with her hand between her own legs. “Do you want to get in bed with me?” Damaris smiled lasciviously. Sabrina stared up at ceiling. I know […]
Sabrina was happy to be on a plane heading back to New York, it felt like deja vu sitting next to Damaris who reminded her so much of Carole. London had been so full of ghosts for her, especially Camden. It was nice to be going back home. “You must be happy to be going […]
“I was here all of the time, you just could not see me,” Graham said stepping closer to her in the room. “I have never left you, I know everything you have done.” Sabrina scoffed, as she bent to open the minibar. She picked up whatever amber fluid was there, she liked them all so […]
Graham looked at her body, it was more than just a glance. He studied her like a piece of art—her fingers tugging at her nipples and between her legs. Her touch of her body was not sexual, it was just comfortable and nerves. Sabrina knew that Pretty Woman was—she had lived it. When she met […]
This is one of the riskiest sex scenes I have written on this blog. In case you forgot who Graham is, here is a reminder–this was originally Masturbation Monday No. 57. There is a gun in this scene, and there is never any risk of harm to Nichy–but I thought I should mention it… Graham […]
Sabrina had not realized how much she missed London—England—until she was back with Drew there. But she had to go back home. “Why?” Drew asked, wrapping a towel about his waist. The tantalizing bit of hair and skin that was revealed distracted her, but she knew that she had to give him some kind of […]
Sabrina was riveted to the canal at Camden Lock, and sometimes she felt that was why she fell for Drew there because it was so romantic at the bar meeting him with Carole…But driving with him to the home that he had in St. Ives, made Camden Town pale in comparison. Drew looked more relaxed. […]
Sabrina felt trapped in the corner of the booth beside Drew, as she looked at Damaris and Gui across the table. It was startling how much Damaris looked like Carole, and how even though they were nothing alike, they had the same mannerisms and voice. Drew was relaxed as he kept her to the side, […]