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Short snippet from Edge of Ecstasy 11: Amreen’s Lover Vol 2

Suddenly, Rohit pushed her against the door even as he pushed his hand deeper into her butt crack – so much so that his hand extending up to his middle finger was now pasted from the beginning of Amreen’s crack to her rectal hole. He gently massaged her butt crack and rectum as he kissed her, his tongue licking up everything in its path in Amreen’s mouth: her gums, her teeth, her lips, her tongue. Amreen was so horny for his organ by now that she didn’t care where he put his manhood – her anus, or her mouth would do, as long as he put it inside her.

“Inside me,” she said, cryptically, pushing his lips away for a moment, but his lips were back on hers again as if they were two powerful magnets with lives and minds of their own.

Rohit lifted her off the floor with the one hand under her butt crack, placing his other hand on her waist, continuing to kiss her. Amreen tried to put her feet down on the floor but Rohit pushed up her right thigh and then, she recalled how strong and well-built he was. He was built like a boxer or a wrestler and could probably lift her with one finger. Amreen lifted both her legs and wrapped them around his hips, kissing him.

How I create narrative scenarios

My first stop while writing erotica is to establish a narrative tension. Be it a long lost love, a disparity in class between lovers, newness of the sexual experience, or something even as simple as a spark of attraction between 2 people. Then my job as a writer is to use words to resolve that tension, partly or fully.

A short romantic snippet from Amreen’s Lover (EOE10)

 "AAAH!” he screamed into her breasts, holding her tight in his embrace, squishing her breasts against his face, as his penis shot out its first load. Amreen could feel semen spattering on her hand, but had no way to look down and inspect the damage yet. Then his penis went again, spewing out what seemed like an even larger quantity of cum, splattering on to her arm and all over her naked back. The third shot of semen went even farther, spewing droplets above her bra clasp at the back and just below her neck. Then, the downhill ride of his ejaculations started, his cock twitching ever so slightly lesser, spewing out lesser ejaculate with each burst. Amreen counted thirteen loads, but his penis kept producing micro-twitches for a couple of minutes before he loosened his embrace and extricated his face from between her breasts.

Immediately, he put his hands on her face and kissed her deeply.

“I need to go,” Amreen said, pulling away from his lips.

He pushed her back into his embrace, hugging her.

“Will I see you again?” he said, hugging her tight.

She nodded into his embrace.

“What is your name?” she asked him.

He laughed. “I thought you knew,” he said, smiling beatifically at her, “Rohit.”

He hugged her tightly again and Amreen closed her eyes, trying to forget for a minute who she was, whose arms she was in.

She felt happy, almost for the the first time in her life.    

Here's what I am currently writing

For my upcoming book which will probably be Edge of Ecstasy 9, I am writing an erotica story with a very simple premise - about a couple in Delhi who are getting married (arranged) and are both virgins. The book is a simple but (hopefully) poignant story about how they discover sex and each other.

Smriti’s First (Edge of Ecstasy 5) now available

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When I was groped, accidentally

I was 16, in 11th standard and my boobs had chosen that year to grow out, full fledged. I studied in a convent school and they were pretty strict about discipline - walk to and from class in a line, don't talk in lines, etc.

So on our way back from lunch, I was merrily chatting with a friend when the Vice Head Boy stopped me. He was 2 years junior to me so I mock apologized by putting my hands on my ears and made to walk away. But the guy put his hand up as if to block me at my shoulder and ended up kind of pushing his palm into my big round right boob through my uniform shirt.

He realized what had happened, so he looked a little apologetic, and didn't look me in the eye. On my part, I knew it was an accident, so I didn't create a fuss. He later let me go without writing me a citation, so I guess I had me right breast to thank for getting me out of the situation scott free.