This blog isn't about sex. It's about great sex! I set it up because you only live twice, once in your dreams.

This blog is a portal to the wonderful world of web-based erotic writing. It also serves as a filter: finding stories for you to enjoy without worrying. Use both the reviews and the labels to help you identify stories which will suit your tastes. If the idea of ‘oral’ makes your stomach churn, click on ‘romance’ in the label cloud. Use the rating system: from 0 for nonsexual to XXX for eyebrow raising. (Just your eyebrows will do, thank you, sheesh!)

And use the biggest sexual organ in your body: that’s your brain, dumbo! Which bit of you do you think processes the little messages from your nerve endings in a kiss and releases the endorphins that make you go Whoopdidoo! As you read the reviews and choose stories, as you follow up other stories from those outside of this site: Think before you Click. Come Home quickly if you’re not sure about what you find. Some stories out there are far out on the wild side because humans are inventive beings –not always in nice ways.

Remember too that these are fantasy erotic stories and so the sex is always sizzling. In another life, just being close to someone you have always liked is usually enough. They won’t need a 10“ wonger or GG breasts to turn you on.

Take care of your sweet self and enjoy your dreams.

Monday, 14 September 2015

Summer Lovin': Sweet Summer Nights

From Modern Paleo Warfare blog
run by two lads who like cooking 
but are not online any more :(

Gah, life overtook me and the Summer Lovin' competition was over before I could read many of the entries. This is a review I was writing and didn't quite manage to post in time. You can still show your appreciation by reading, voting and leaving comments, though. 

Another highly reliable writer in the Literotica story competitions is SamScribble. I greedily look out for his stories, as they usually have a bonne bouche in them by way of a yummy recipe which his lucky characters get to eat. Here he has really come up to scratch with a delicious scallop dish. There is a bed - of course <wink> - of white bean puree, some spicy action <snerk>, fishiness and a couple of round juicy scallops. 

Sam's tasty treat: Sweet Summer Nights, is the story of a singer who gets her wish for a rainy day off. Frankly the whole thing is pure fantasy. A single man who can cook, knows where to find one of those secret British beaches which the Tourist Board are paid not to advertise, who is a gentleman not a pushy swine, and yet is up for action? Awww, we all want his number, Sam.

Sam is a highly accomplished writer, a smooth pleasure to read, and a lesson for anyone in how to turn a tale. Sometimes, though, he can be a little English (shy) about getting his people down to action. They have a tendency to dialogue, to talking around the topic rather than groping past their inhibitions to have their way with each other. Still, that does mean he writes excellent dialogue as enthusiastic comments point out:
  • the dialogues are far better and smarter than most on this site.
  • Food porn, erotica, and budding true love, in believable dialogue, and with lots left to the imagination -- what's not to like?
Three hares - Sui Dynasty
cave painting Dunhang, China.
Negotiating hopping into bed with someone is so nerve-wracking in real life that it can make for an entertaining subject in erotic writing. There is an art to reading body language, listening to flirtatious banter, in order to tell if someone is ready for you to put your hand on their leg. People may not even be sure themselves what they want! Part of them can be sitting up with their tongue hanging out, but they sometimes indignantly deny this and accuse you of misinterpreting their signals if you try to take things further. The frustration of meeting such a tease can only be equalled by the frustration of being so confused. Rarely is the making out as easy as we make out in stories. On the upside, I think I can see about three plot bunnies hopping around in this paragraph alone ....

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