I love Carter’s writings. Such a delightful player of words. And a delightful subject to boot. You should all head over and read some more.
Ever since the appearance of Fifty Shades of Grey, the worst book to have ever sold 100 million copies worldwide, everyone is writing erotica.
I don’t want to discuss this Idiot Book, the fact that Anastasia is a virgin who orgasms 20 times an hour, never worries about getting a urinary tract infection or somehow made it through college without owning a LAPTOP.
Bad erotica is sprouting up everywhere. All of it hackneyed and formulaic.
The characters are always flawless. Or if they have flaws, they are so endearing they make the character even more adorable.
For women,”clumsy” is the most popular endearing flaw. For the record, I am clumsy. It’s a pretty glaring flaw. There’s nothing sexy about. I fall down, smack my head on things, injure myself frequently and am generally shocked to still be alive.
Last week, in a meeting with a group of men, I dropped my pen…
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A http://www... Sweet poem! Reblogged for some Halloween fun!
Ghosts, goblins and witch’s brew
My love, My dear, I put a spell on you
a spell of love and sexy things
to fall upon you this Halloween
I put a spell on you, to make you mine
to make you love me ’til the end of time
hocus pocus and bippity boo
My Love, My Dear, I put a spell on you
nice poem from Bliss. I would love to be that guy, fingers caressing a warm, moist pussy before spanking that delicious bottom in the open air. Just imagine taking her up the back alley. Pun intended.
You invited me out for a bite to eat
I phoned you to say I was on my way
Anticipation built in rapid heartbeats
I hoped that my needy looks didn’t betray
I truly hungered for something else, more
To fill this fevered, lascivious craving
Crushing me with need building at my core
Thrumming severely with want, I did ache
For the passion to be eased and released…
We meet at the entrance of the local café
One look, and you knew to lead me down the street
Found a secluded alleyway in the broad day
Bared my ass and caressed my creamy cheeks
Punished for wearing panties, you spanked with skill
Enflaming my glorious mounds, and made me leak
Satisfied with our lunch out and all that was spilled
Elmo Phillips clearly knew his stuff. Some things you just grow to like. Broccoli, cauliflower, spanking, it’s all the same!
I missed my regular “best damned quotes” entry yesterday–I’m very, very sorry.
” You don’t appreciate a lot of stuff in school until you get older. Little things like being spanked every day by a middle-aged woman. Stuff you pay good money for in later life.”
Very erotic – love the image too