Author: Wickedwordweaver

The Four Elements

—Sylph

Clad only in blustering wind, the Traveler found her in the canyon at the end of the world.

When their eyes met, she gave a girlish smile, inviting him closer. “Dance with me,” she said, her sweet voice tickling the air all around.

Together they danced without a shred of cloth to seperate them, teasing, flirting, their bodies coming ever closer and apart with the whim of the wind. The gale brought them closer, the gale broke them apart.

His fingers traced her shoulder, her hip, her thigh and her breast as they danced wildly. Each time their steps were different, chaotic. His leg slid between hers ad his hand touched her back, but did not hold her from breaking away, and so she did not break away.

Her hand touched his thigh, her lips touched his neck, his nails dug into her back, and a soft, warm sound escaped her throat to be caught in the tempest that engulfed them both.

Their bodies no longer pulled away, twisting and whirling into one another, her flesh growing moist as his grew hard. He pressed his hips to hers, her lips to his, and as she pushed him down they entangled and wrapped eachother. Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Without Sight

She knocked on his door. He’d had a special surprise for her, but had refused to tell her; every time she texted him to ask what they would be getting up to, he would just send a :3, which of course she responded to with a smug prick.

But he didn’t answer the door. Instead, the vibration of her phone told her Door’s open. This only fanned the flames of her curiosity; why didn’t he come to the door? After entering his apartment, she was met with a sign and a bin, instructing her to remove all of her clothes – all of them – and put on the blindfold hanging on a hook before coming to his room. “Okay, what’s his game…?” she asked, curious, a bit nervous, and a bit excited. After a moment of deliberating with herself, she stripped, sliding the blindfold onto her eyes.

Fortunately, his room was close to the entryway, so she didn’t have to bumble about his house without being able to see. Gingerly placing her hand on the doorknob and pushing through, she slowly walked in, cautious not to run into anything in her blinded state. Her breath seized up just a little, heart racing as her nipples hardened with delight at the thoughts of what he would do to her while she was blindfolded, helpless, incapable of escape…. Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Tell Me That You’re Gorgeous

“Tell me that you’re gorgeous.”

As she lay on her side, one leg lifted to make it easy for me to see my cock driving into her pussy, her curves quaked as our bodies collided. Small ripples ran along the skin of her breasts as each impact drove her body to shake and filled her with more beauty. Her eyes, holding a hazel hue that heralded harmony to my whole held closed. That pale skin, dotted with freckles, contrasted with my own darker skin, the only mark of where her body ended and mine began.

Her eyes opened as she looked up at me, staring into my eyes after my order. Her body resonated with mine and her breath was broken with sounds of lust, sounds of passion, sounds that drove me to pull up on her strong leg and spread her pussy so I could fuck her deeper. As she turned her head to bite into my pillow, muffling the screams that rose from her chest, I demanded that she acknowledge what I’d known from the very instant I laid my eyes on her.

“Tell me that you’re gorgeous!” Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Showers Which Pass In The Morning

Miranda and Jake didn’t get to spend much time together. Their work schedules didn’t allow it.
Jake was a night owl; working at the factory until the day broke, and Miranda’s classes started at 10 and ran nearly all day. Because of their frustrating schedule, they only saw each other for an hour or two every morning.
They made it count, though.

When Jake arrived, he put his bags down and peeled his clothes off. As if on cue, the sound of the shower running could faintly be heard over his shuffling. A small smile came across his lips. No matter how tired he was after work, the mornings with Miranda were worth the grueling shifts.

In the bathroom, Miranda waited, nude, for her husband. It only took a couple minutes for her love to join her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, planting a tiny kiss atop her head. Although he had a thin layer of grime, she didn’t care, reaching back and putting her hand on his head as his lips touched her neck and his hands reached all over her, exploring her body softly. Only when they tried to sneak between her legs did she slap his hand, letting out an exaggerated sigh. “Shower first,” she said, to which he chuckled. Read more »

Birthday Theater

For Nora’s birthday, her boyfriend decided to take her somewhere special. They had been exploring a lot of sexual adventures for quite some time; at first it was just involving whips and ropes, but Nora had always wanted to suck as many cocks as she could in one night.

So for her birthday, Dale promised that he would take her to an adult theater.

She was nervous, of course; she had never been to one. She didn’t know what the environment would be like. But Dale helped her out, picking out her outfit. He had given her a black lacy bra to wear and a black thong, with garters worn under said panties to hold up her thighhighs and vermillion heels, and lastly, a pair of dark sunglasses and a longcoat to hide her outfit. The last bit was the lipstick she wore; bright cherry red.

Once they arrived by cab, Dale held onto her hand as they went in through the sex toy shop that acted as a front for the theater before heading inside. Down two flights of stairs, to where they were no longer surrounded by a bright, colorful atmosphere, but a dark environment of concrete, with red plush chairs to make it a little more comfortable. Read more »