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Erotica, sex stories, erotic stories, adult stories. Whatever you call them they exercise the most powerful sexual organ in the body Ė the mind. Sex and sensuality originate from the mind at least as much as the body.

So here are a collection of the latest sexy stories to titillate you and your partner.

My 200th Wicked Wednesday post, a celebration of all that has gone before
the moments after seeing my husband during a separation
Short erotic story featuring a bored new employee at her first office party. Things hot up when she bumps into a fellow employee who is looking for some fun.
'The best' is the prompt for this week's Wicked Wednesday and since it's the 200th prompt, I wrote the story 'Simply the Best'.
Pushed down on the couch his kisses on her neck. The wolfish painful breathing out intense of them and her accepting them; feeding on them. His kisses on her neck and his hands move down to his jeans, fumbling, getting them down. The hard bone of a pulsing impassioned cock fed into her hands and his hands back to her head.
His warmth radiates against me as he slightly leans over and brushes his lips on my neck. I feel the scruff of his unshaven cheek on mine as he reads the laptop screen on the table in front of us.
I am definitely not fond of zombies and you will never get me so far to write zombie erotica, as I get the most gross images in my mind!
This is my first contribution to the new meme Friday Flash. The prompt was a sign at a porn movie house, and that sparked this piece of flash fiction.
excerpt: "Breathe into the sensation. Long, deep breaths. Sigh, moan, or cry out if you want. Let your voice and your breath flow. Tell me if you want me to go faster or slower. If you want me to go harder or lighter. Feel free to touch yourself. You are welcome to come when you are ready, if you are ready. This is for you." "Yes, Sir," I breathed, my entire body tingling as he began the tapping rhythm again, this time with the canes falling one after the other after the other, back and forth, percussively coaxing a pink blush to the surface of my skin. I could feel the warmth rising even without seeing the change of tone.
Tell me a story, whisper it into my ear. A little bit of flash fiction for Masturbation Monday