Even after he’s gone,
····and the swing has slowed to a gentle back and forth,
·········his orgasm drips from her parted legs.
~ Will Crimson
- I’m suddenly buried in seasonal work. I’m also working on an erotic retelling of the Little Mermaid (a little request by EWoman), so we’ll see what I can get done during the next two to three weeks. Here’s a little erotic Bon-Bon just to let you know I’m still around.
Categories: One Sentence Sex, RedBud
This just made me smile…sweetly erotic, beautifully illustrated, and perfectly whetting our appetites…for more…
1) Delicious! Loving the one-sentence sex. Just… loving it.
2) Soooo looking forward to that one. Good call, ewoman! :-D
Thanks to you both. :-) I’m enjoying them too – they’re a little like erotic haikus, though they’re too long for that form.
P.S. Glad you liked the illustration, Nilla. I didn’t want it to look like a child’s playground, but something a little more mature &, perhaps, archly Victorian.
nodding…it was that, exactly so. Formal garden at the beach, naughty games amidst the overblown roses…
Yes, yes… the roses… the roses must be… as it were… overblown.
Of course the roses MUST be overblown !
Great idea, this one sentence sex.
I’m looking forward to the reworked “Little Mermaid’ .. what great fun!
Yes, and you know… those naughty Victorians… they didn’t wear underwear. And you see what happens…
They were so outwardly prim and proper, but the first collection of erotica I deemed naughty enough to spend money on years ago was from the Victorian era…
I still mourn the loss of that book.
I love this “one sentence erotica” thing you’ve got going on. Can I steal this idea?
Yes. Yes. Yes. Rob me blind. Mug me. Take me. :-) I just want to know when you post it so I can comment.
*bounces like a toddler* YAY!!!!!
I can’t wait to see what you come up with :D
So is that why the woman with a tousled hair and the crooked bustle is smiling so dreamily in the garden?
That’s precisely what I felt when I read the sentence for the first time – a kind of dreamy nostalgia for those sudden squalls of passion that sometimes hit in a public place.
Yes, X, that’s it exactly! it was a full picture captured, like a snapshot. Her topknot was a bit loose…from the time of day? or her lovers fevered graspings? her lips were pinked like her cheeks, flushed from the commingled lust and satiation and humiliation of doing it outside, in public, with potential of discovery.
i loved this, Will. Of all the one sentence pieces? This was the piece de resistance (yeah, spelling sux…sorry!)
All this talk kinda’ makes me want to write a story, but maybe the mystery is better. :-)
This made me sigh aloud.
This one is one of my favorites too.