I have been running this tantalizing long piece of black silk ribbon through my hands for what feels like hours, although it has only been a few moments, tentatively... ever so carefully... I know what it is used for, and I know the wonderful, yet painful feelings associated with it, albeit wonderfully painful feelings. This long piece of sensual yet beaut...
Do you know the feeling when you know something is about to happen and you have no way of knowing whether it will be good or bad? Do you also know the feeling when you should pay attention to it and really think about what it could be instead of being a knuckle head and simply ignoring it? Hello, I'm that knucklehead. Today, I'm about to walk you throu...
This story is about how to drive wicked fast as opposed to how to drive stupid fast. Driving stupid fast is when you are driving 20 mph over the speed limit in your mini-van or SUV while talking on the cell phone. Then, there is driving scary fast. Driving scary fast is when you are driving so fast that you scare even yourself. If you are scaring yourself by...
©Nora Quick 2014 Author's Note: This is an entry in the 2014 Halloween contest. Please vote, and your comments are welcome. This story contains M/F non-human sex, non-consensual sex, & consensual sex and is erotic horror. Enjoy! Blood On The Moon "Of course tonight it is advised that no one venture out past five-thirty p.m.," the talking head on the eveni...
Argon and Morgo were plotting when the rap came at the door; they just had time to jump. Through it came a stubby creature no more than four feet tall, clutching a duster in one hand and a bucketful of rags and cleansers in the other. Double-taking on Morgo and Argon, who shoved the communicator back in his pocket, the guest put his hand to his tiny breast s...
Author's Note: Just a fun little romp. I have other stories with more weight! The prompt was a sub asking, "Can anyone come over to watch a scary movie with me tonight?" ***** Your text simply says, "Watching scary movie tonite. Need someone 2 cuddle me." "Be there @10," I text back. I finish my drink, and look out at the ocean. I think of your oh-so-swe...
WEDNESDAY "Andy, sit down here for a second. You're eighteen and a man now, and you'll be on your own at college soon. I just want to tell you...you know you can tell me anything, right? Absolutely anything. I'll always love and support you. You know that, right?" "Yea, dad. Thanks. Can I go now?" "Andy.... I know about the knot," I said, trying to be ma...
"How do you write such hot sex scenes?" This is the erotic writer's equivalent to the question, "Where do you get your ideas?" My response? "Hell if I know!" I'm an intuitive writer. I sit down and I write. I'm not entirely sure how I do what I do, and when someone asks me to try to break it down, I'm often at a loss. For me, it's like telling someone how...
Chapter 1: Vincenza Stifling a yawn, Vincenza leaned back from the dull glow of her computer monitor and stretched over the back of the leather swivel chair, her arms extended and hands clasped. Editing this piece for the paper was murder. She couldn't comprehend why it was anyone would hire a writer who didn't use proper spelling, punctuation, tenses or gr...
Jason and Sylvia's mother lay in bed next to each other and rested for a while after their intense lovemaking session. The young man wasn't sure whether they were finished for the day or not. If they were finished, it wouldn't upset him too much. He and Sylvia's mother had already made love more times than he could count. His weekend in the Poconos had, so f...