Erotica

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Erotica. It’s the most taboo, misunderstood genre of all. Like it or not, we still live in a repressed society. Though we say we’re open to many things, erotica usually tends to be the limit where that openness shuts down immediately. Disdainful looks from others, potential threats of job loss, and harsh judgement have been experienced by most erotica authors.

They’ve had their books banned, denied reading events in bookstores, and denied publishing by some publishers. Erotica will be the genre that’s “Not Accepted.” When other authors are welcome, erotica authors are shunned.

So why would anyone wish to step a toe into this genre? Simple answer, it’s still one of the hottest categories of all. People who read it may not admit it to their friends and family, but secretly, they are devouring pages in a single sitting. Why the guilty fascination?

Sex is as old as humans themselves. It’s the basis of all creation. It’s a delicious physical pleasure we all enjoy. Many will stop at nothing to satisfy those internal carnal urges.

pleasure houseErotica is a genre that allows for self-exploration or voyeurism in a healthy manner. The worlds are fiction, and no actual humans were harmed in any scene. Reading erotic works allows a reader to imagine themselves in forbidden worlds where anything goes. It allows one to see what it might be like to test the limits of endurance if we dare.

When a reader immerses themselves into a book where sex is the focus and the driving force, they learn more about themselves, their likes, dislikes, and how far they would go if placed in a similar situation. Erotic stories stir up that inner longing and lust within ourselves allows an outlet for catharsis and fulfilment. It’s a means for knowing ourselves better.

Erotic stories can be about self-discovery, romance, pushing limits, and surrender. They can simply be frivolous, fun reads where the ultimate goal is sex, nothing more. For those who just want to let our hair down and enjoy a lusty read, there’s something for everyone in this genre.

 

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30th Century Escape

Mark Kingston Levin

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What will sex be like in our distant future?

To get more than a glimpse read 30th Century Escape By Mark Kington Levin

Jennifer the heroine was born and raised in the 30th century. She's been tasked with attacking the Syndos – genetically-enhanced humans – before they destroy humankind.  She will use the one-way time-travel device in 2971 to trans-time back to 2015 as she was a historian and archeologist specializing in the 21st century.   There she will infect the Syndos as they are created with a virus to kill their disposition towards sociopathy.

In the 30th century, sexual variation of sexual behavior of all kinds are accepted by society. Their attitude towards sex has changed. The men take the wife’s family name and women are often the sexual aggressors. However, there are the Syndos who have two wives.

This is my view of our future given current trends in the past 300 years. Jennifer is bisexual and is looking for a man to have children with and women to enjoy sex with her and her husband. On the other hand, the Syndos have two wives, but the women are free to have lovers of either or both sexes. Even multiple sex partners are equally acceptable for men and women in the 30th century including swinging couples, bisexuals, homosexuals and others.

What is happening in our society today? According to university researchers, poly love or open marriages has been growing for decades along with couples adapting to and practicing the swinging lifestyle. These swinging activities were sometimes called wife swapping in the sixties. Thousands of years ago these activities were acceptable in the Ancient Greek and Roman societies as well as many other with no stigma. Given recent trends on gay and lesbian marriages, and increasing openess to open relationships and other less traditional forms of relationships,  the pendulum may be swinging back.

Hush

Amanda Maxlyn

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“I’m sorry it came to this. If you need a reference in the future, please let me know. I’d be happy to help you out in any way possible.” My eyes follow the chapped lips before me as I try to comprehend the words that were just spit my way.

“I’m sorry, what?” I ask with confusion. I obviously didn’t hear him right because there’s no way my boss just fired me.

“If there is anything I can do, please let me know,” he repeats, a little slower this time. Then adds, for the fifth time since we sat down together, “I’m sorry, Emma.”

I open my mouth, but I quickly close it when no words flow out. I wait for the right letters to align together and register with my mouth, because right now all I can think of stammering out is, “What the fuck? Are you shitting me? It’s my birthday! You’re an asshole!”

Taking in a deep breath, I calmly recollect my thoughts. “But why?” I’m shocked at how soothing my voice is.

My now former boss, Mike, pushes away from the mahogany desk that looks just as old and tired as he does and shifts in his chair uncomfortably until his arms eventually end up crisscrossed in front of his chest. His eyes dart over my shoulder to the empty canvas on the wall, then slowly drag to the ugly eggnog carpet that covers his office floor. He clears his voice, avoiding eye contact. “Look, Emma, you’re a nice young girl and I’m sure you’ll succeed…”

“Just not here,” I cut him off. Not that I see myself succeeding in the restaurant business as a waitress, but that’s beside the point. I need a job.

I need this job.

Or rather, I need the tip money for living expenses.

Want & Need

C J Laurence

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He captivated me entirely. His entire essence called to me as a glimmer of light beckons a moth. My body hummed in delight from his touch. The delicious strokes of pleasure from between my legs left me revelling in new levels of joy. His lust-filled gaze trailed down my heaving chest, sending shivers running through me. I found myself transfixed on his taut, muscled arms gripping my thighs—the image alone almost released me from his sensual assault.

He plunged himself in and out of me, faster, deeper, each urgent thrust pushing breathless gasps from me. With his chiselled cheeks and burning blue eyes, he brought me to my sweet edge in seconds. I collapsed back on his desk, panting and swimming in an ocean of decadence.

He glued his lips to mine as a groan vibrated through him. He stilled for a few seconds before he lay on top of me. His laboured breaths still resonated with something inside me.

As he sorted his clothes out, I propped myself up on my elbows, biting my lip with a seductive bat of my eylashes.

“So,” he said, a cheeky grin tweaking the corners of his mouth. “How do you think your appraisal went, Kyra?”

“I think it could have been better.” I flashed him a wicked smile.

“I look forward to seeing your notes on improvement.”

He moved back towards me with a mischievous grin, those succulent lips of his inching their way towards my neck. Like prey to a vampire, he had all the access he required. I couldn’t help the moan of desire escaping me as he grazed kisses across my skin…

The Scorpion’s Empress

Yoshiyuki Ly

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Sprawling metropolis of second-hand timber, with windows lined with stolen silks for screens, towering high up to the reject-wall above us—Elysium was our citywithin-a-city, built with our own hands. The folks up in Eden, Tynan’s hightown, thought we didn’t have much down here. My people did a damn good job at acting the part: they walked around wearing torn-up shawls and hoods to protect themselves from the heat waves.

They sat around like hoodlums on the filthy streets of Kin and Brood, picking at their soiled fingernails, scratching at the ground; tweaking for a hit. They got into fights in the nearest bar; smashing machetes into whoever fucked them over—well, that might’ve been for a real reason. They begged the temple knights on-watch down here for coin and food, knowing the scorpions wouldn’t show them any decency. Scorpions, we called them—it was for anyone from Eden who came crawling down to the heat down here for whatever reason. We made sure the scorpions didn’t figure out the truth: that we all had it made down here without breaking the law. Most of the time.

Vassago was my homely headquarters at the center of it all. My gang was in charge of keeping everything in order down here. From here I had a view of the rising stone bridge leading up to the rest of Tynan. Dozens of temple knights were stationed there, shooing away any small groups of people who wanted to pass through. Behind their backs, my bandits snuck through to the scorpions’ outpost, nicking all kinds of knick-knacks and weapons to sell on the black market.

Belonging To Him

Lucie Babikian

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Chapter 1

Clutching her jacket against the cool September breeze, Bella walked the dimly lit streets, her heart squeezing in her chest as she tried to push the vivid images from her mind. She just wanted the nightmares to stop.
Bella realized she was just a minute away from reaching Piazza Navona. With long-practiced efficiency, she schooled her features, wiping away any expression that might show her distress.

 
The atmosphere changed once she stepped out of the narrow street. The crowds buzzed with life all around her, people walking about or sitting around, some of them forming groups, scattering in every direction of the piazza, laughing, and talking. She tore her gaze away, not able to look closely. She wondered how it would feel to be so carefree and happy again.

 
She heard her best friend, Ariana, calling her. Turning, she spotted her and made her way to where Ariana stood with three of her friends. She knew Giorgio from the couple of times he’d visited Rome. He was a good friend of Ariana, doing his master’s degree in London. She’d also met Monica and Paolo previously at the gatherings she and Ariana had had at their apartment, but she wasn’t as close to them as Ariana was. She liked them, though. They seemed like good people and were fun to be with. However, at this point she wasn’t overly comfortable being close to anyone.

 
“Ciao,” she said and waved in their direction, but before she got any closer, Ariana flew to her and caught her arm. With a big smile on her pretty face, she dragged Bella to the side, away from their small group.

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