I won! I won the #EuphOff!!!
Mamma would be so proud! This story right here is the BADDEST erotica – it’s official! And so is the beautifully narrated Oleander Plume’s entry (matron) Literally Literary. Thank you Mrs Jane from Chintz Curtain for all the saucy awful fun! x x x Click here for all the terrible delights 🙂
So here we are – the Euphoff part two.
I’m sure you’ll agree, sometimes erotica can feel cheap and sordid – today though, I’ve opted to share a more serious and educated tone to my work to show you just how sensitive, thoughtful and eloquent the genre can be…
A Visit to the Mechanic
under the car bonnet.
bolts before approaching him.
you’re long overdue a good tinker under the hood.”
airbags through my blouse and smears them black with his residue. I undo the
rest of his buttons right down to where his wrench is certainly adjusting. Oh
yes, it heats as my fingers quiver over it and becomes as hard as the steel
toecaps he’s wearing.
the slippery hubcap of his crankshaft.
as juices leak from my throbbing love tunnel like power steering fluid all over
my naked thighs.
chamois leathers of my private lips.
in, inhaling my lady perfume while his male musk drifts up to my watering
mouth. He slides his key-like fingers all the way in to my willing ignition,
unlocking and revving my need. I buck and twitch around him, desperate to touch his heavenly tool which I can see bobbing between his legs. His tongue is
probing at my hard little sparkplug and skates around joyously making me
Forgive this piccy – I had to
have a drink after writing
big pneumatic breaker – separate my tyre bead from my trim, make me squeal like
a broken fan-belt!”
dirt and nuts and oil. I’m panting and wheezing as he hoists my legs apart and
jacks my pelvis up on his forearm to line me up perfectly for invasion.
ramming and handbrake turning me into the oblivion.
history.”Big love and thanks to Behind the Chintz Curtain for pulling us all off (matron) to her place for this bad erotica festival of filthy joy! And to those who begged for another seeing to… you know who you are Ms Plume!Ummm… so… my apologies to Grace Jones – I love you Ms Jones!!!!
Dare you flick the bean for more…?