Pulp Sex #2 –'Love Me Wild'
Just before Easily Aroused went off-line in July, I released Love Me Wild upon the world. A few readers quickly jumped on board that particular wagon before I vanished into the electronic ether. Now...
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The Pleasures of Confusion
From your vantage point in the open doorway, the world is a confusing place. Far more so than it might seem on any other day. You’re watching your husband fucking another woman not four feet from where...
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Restraint
He sits in darkness, listening to the steady thud of the pump within his chest. He’s completely naked, and the base of the leather seat is finally warming against his buttocks. He tests himself against...
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Letter to a Mutual Mistress
Madame, You asked me what I want of our next encounter. The thought that’s dominated my imagination of late is of the two of you lying naked on the bed (you won’t hear me complaining if you’re both...
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Nouvelle
Let me tempt you. Let me take you by the hand and draw you through the veil that lies between the mundane and the extraordinary. Let me entice you to embrace an experience you have scarcely dared allow...
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Will
I dream of bending you to my will. I will nourish your wantonness, until your mind teems with debauchery, until your bed is haunted by a parade of concupiscent imagery from dusk until dawn, until your...
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Dolce
The lover smiles. She hovers in the dark, somewhere between sleep and wakefulness. The bed beneath her is soft and welcoming. It cradles her naked body, holding her prisoner, sapping her strength,...
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Joy Be The Consequence
It’s audience participation time! Quite a few years ago (it’s still slightly unsettling to be in a position to say that with a straight face), I posted a poll consisting of five photographs, and asked...
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Which of my fantasies am I permitted to confess to you? Are there scenarios you refuse to countenance? Is there a line beyond which I must never, ever go? What about the fantasy where my lips and the...
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She picks up her iPad from atop the bedside cabinet and turns it on. The red circle in the top-right corner of the mail icon contains the number ‘one’. She touches the glass over the graphical envelope...
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