Short Stories
by erotica author Jeremy Edwards
[See also the Spark My Moment collection.]
“You in Your Apricot Panties” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
Mother Knows Best includes “Changing Objectives.”
e-Xcite (2010).
While she quickly filled out the form she had prepared, she was aware that Gavin was watching her. A glance in his direction revealed that his mouth hung open in an expression of perplexity. But his eyes seemed to burn with something else—something intoxicating, something that made her acutely aware of the rude but sensuous way her skirt was caressing her ass crack, and the titillating breath of the climate-controlled air around her bare ankles.
“The Ass Pajama Lottery” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
Every night, I enter the room and find her sitting up in bed reading, in raspberry-sherbet pajamas, the covers pulled up to her waist.
“Get On, Get Off” was published at Justus Roux's Erotic Tales in 2010.
Get on, get off when you fly in masturbation class! Only from Zirbin Airlines.
Trendsetting tycoon Maxwell Zirbin had definitely outdone himself this time.
Any Day of the Week includes “Any Day of the Week.”
e-Xcite (2010).
I began to hone in on her rhythm. Her fingers tapping on the keyboard, her legs shifting position, her papers rustling ... these themes interacted to establish an erotic beat that was punctuated by her unconscious flashing, which was becoming more frequent. Tappity-tap WINK rustle-rustle WINK shift-rustle-rustle-shift WINK.
“Le Petit Déjeuner” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
As we make love, I imagine that we are back in Paris. That there is a bidet in our bathroom. That people are speaking French on the sidewalk below. That around the corner is the little pharmacy where I had to resort to an earthy pantomime to indicate that I required a box of condoms. Where the pharmacist, a handsome woman of about thirty-five with dark, humorous eyes, smiled knowingly at me when I paid for them.
Sex in the City: New York (ed. Maxim Jakubowski) includes “The Same Fifty Taxis.”
Xcite Books (2010), ISBN-13 978-1907016240.
Millicent’s adorable ass enlivened the lone barstool at my kitchenette counter. I stood proudly at hand, watching her attack the similarly round and cute cappuccino-coconut scoop I’d served up. I ate slowly, for my part, letting small spoonfuls melt on my tongue. Millicent teased me about wandering the Upper East Side with a pint of ice cream, hoping to pick up women.
How and why had I forgotten that I was in love with her? Watching her smile and laugh in my kitchen seemed to make the complexities and ambivalence melt away like the ice cream, to put me in touch once more with uncomplicated lust and straightforward emotions. Again I let impulse guide me.
“You owe me, Millicent. I’ve been back for two years, and you haven’t jumped my sexy bones.”
She gaped, her spoon frozen in action. “You remember I said that?”
“Of course I do.” For a year or two in Pittsburgh, I’d used that memory as a sail.
“I wonder what else you remember.”
I helped myself to the flirty curl at the bottom of her retro hairdo. “I remember that this is your natural hair color—and how delicious it looked on you, even when one had to delve deep to find it.”
“The Fabric” was published at Every Night Erotica in 2010.
“I like my pleasures parceled out in discrete moments.”
“You must get more out of them than most people. Your pleasures, I mean.”
“Perhaps I do.”
“That’s good, um ...“ Her eyebrows inquired his name.
“Federico.”
“That’s very good, Federico. Very sensual of you.”
He valued the implication that she was an authority.
Fairy Tale Lust (ed. Kristina Wright) includes “Gildi and the Unwieldy, Ineffectual Committee of Bears.”
Cleis Press (2010), ISBN-13 978-157344-3975.
“That can’t be right,” said Athlete. “Maybe you’re here next Saturday, the 27th?”
Gildi couldn’t help rolling her eyes, but she spoke calmly. “The Student Association arranged it, because I’m performing at your Spring Fling. I think you’re supposed to look in the guest log—assuming you can locate it.”
Freckles & Glasses shook his head. “Nah, the log won’t do any good if it was arranged through the S.A.”
“Do we still have a VIP spreadsheet on the upstairs computer?” asked Black Clothing.
“The spreadsheet wouldn’t reflect an S.A. booking, either,” said Athlete. “They only use that for visiting lecturers—things the faculty liaison sets up.”
“Besides,” said Freckles, “that computer is in the shop.”
“Maybe I should just get a hotel room,” said Gildi. She was beginning to lose patience. Irritation quivered through her above the waist, while her libido continued to pulse below.
“A Thousand Wet Dreams” was published in Desire Presents Fetish magazine in 2010.
[Newest] 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 [Oldest]
Copyright © 2005–2011 Jeremy Edwards.
