Is it only me who seems to be lagging behind on this "Erotic" writing?
I am not much of a writer , nowhere near as good as a lot of the writings i see here on thoughts.
I think a lot of you very talented writers are secretely well known authors, if not then you should be.
I am going to have a go at this writing, forgive me if i let the side down.
I have no title so i would welcome any ideas.
Here goes.
Still out of breathe, she kept running, not knowing where she was heading. The sun was going down and soon it would only be the moonlight to show her the way. The way to where? She had no idea where she was going, she only knew that she had to get away. Get away from all that she loved, her home , her children and even her husband.
Yes, her husband, she loved him with all her heart, everyone knew how much they belonged together. They had been childhood sweethearts and she had known no other man.
They had their ups and downs, but doesn't every loving couple?
The problem right now was with her imagination, imagining being with someone else. Someone who could really make her feel truly satisfied. She suddenly had needs that she had never had before, needs that her husband could not satisfy. She had no idea why these needs suddenly jumped into her. Maybe they have always been there, just lying under the surface.
She sat down in the cool grass in the meadow she found herself in, where do i go from here?
In the distance she saw a barn, the clouds were drawing in and it was a safe bet that it would start to rain. She stood herself up and headed for the barn. There was no-one around so she went inside. She curled up in the hay that was piled up in the corner. Thinking she would rest a while until the rain passed over.
She closed her eyes and slowly drifted off into a light slumber.
A noise jolted her awake, she sat upright to see a dark shadow standing before her. For some reason she was not afraid, very strange because normally she was afraid of strangers in the dark.
SSSHHHH! A voice said. She did not utter a word, her breathing became more fuller and her heart began to race. There was a stroke on her cheek from some tender fingers. The hand moved to the back of her head and she felt the breath of another on her face. Suddenly, some soft warm lips were on hers and she was floating away. Floating to who knows where but she did not want to stop. She could feel her whole body trembling, shivering while in the throws of passion she was feeling. Is this for real? She didn't care, it felt so damm good. A hand slipped up her camisole and under the satin and lace turqoise bra she was wearing, she lifted a hand to touch the face of this "Dark Shaddow", but before she could reach another hand firmly gripped her wrist and lowered it to the side of her body.
"Why can i not touch you?" She whispered as she pulled away from the soft kisses.
There was no answer just silence.
As the tender hand moved down to the waistband of her figure hugging jeans, the sensation in her groin became overwhelming. She let her legs fall apart to make room for the hand to tease her pulsating womanhood.
Suddenly there was a bang and she jolted upright , realising that the bang was thunder and she had been dreaming the whole time.
Why can she not get these thoughts out of her head?
Now i do realise that this is not exactly "erotic" but i told you i was not thatgood of a writer.
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