Erotica by Shannon

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They went to Target for his pants. Passing a mannequin, she caught his subtle eyebrow lift at the pink thong on display. She paused at the drawer and picked up the remaining size Small. He helped, his touch laced with an impatient eagerness only she could read. At checkout, as the clerk bagged his pants and her pink thong, she blushed. Naughty visions of their night ahead flickered through her mind. He met her gaze.  And, a slight shift in his stance said it all before they walked out.

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He got into my car, and the moment he did, the air shifted—charged with memory and anticipation. I turned to look at him. His eyes, a deep and mesmerizing blue, met mine with a quiet intensity. I knew that shade. I knew what it meant. Satisfaction. It was written in the way his gaze lingered, in the subtle curve of his lips. Two nights earlier, we had surrendered to each other in the hush of the car's embrace. The memory of that night—our bodies entwined, our breath mingling—still pulsed through me. When we parted, I watched his taillights disappear into the night, my heart whole, my body humming with the echo of his touch. I fell asleep with a smile, the warmth of him still wrapped around me. Now, his gaze pierced through me again, and without a word, he knew. He knew I felt it too. He grinned. I blushed, lowering my eyes, trying to hide the obvious—though failing beautifully. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked, his voice low, fingers reaching to play with the short hair at th...

The night wrapped around me like velvet—cool, fragrant, and full of promise. After tending to my bodywork clients, I slipped behind the wheel, the engine's hum a low purr beneath Sade's sultry voice. Her music constantly stirred memories of us, the way our bodies had tangled in the car just the night before, limbs entwined, breath fogging the windows, the taste of him still lingering on my lips. As I turned onto his gravel driveway, the scent of earth and woodsmoke greeted me. I paused, letting the crisp air kiss my skin, my gaze drifting upward into the ink-blue sky. The stars blinked knowingly, as if they too had witnessed our secret rendezvous. I exhaled the day, my body softening in anticipation. Inside, the house radiated warmth—garlic and cedar mingling in the air, the wood stove casting golden shadows across the walls. He had built his home with his hands, his heart, and his quiet devotion. I felt it in every polished floorboard. I climbed the stairs, and there he stood—...

This morning, sunlight spilled through the kitchen window as he wrapped his arms around me, spinning me gently like a slow dance. His blue eyes met my sleepy green ones, and he smiled with quiet satisfaction. "You can't fake the moisture," he whispered, lips brushing my ear.  I laughed softly, leaning into his warmth. The kiss he gave me was featherlight, lingering just long enough to remind me of last night—of how close we were, how wild. The living room TV hummed in the background, looping TikToks under his daughter's command, but we were in that kitchen, and we were in our own world. My body still hummed with the memory of his touch, the way our fantasies spilled into whispered confessions and tangled limbs. Moonlight had painted our silhouettes on the wall as we moved together—his hands gripping my hips, my legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. We kissed like we were starving. I tugged his hair; he grabbed my ass. The rhythm of our bodies echoed in the room...

There's something delicious about anticipation—how it coils low in the belly, how it lingers in the memory of fingerprints. 

I created this presentation below to inspire your kisses to become awesome - even if you're a rockstar at kissing, you can learn something from reading the presentation below. I speak from experience because my man was and still is the test subject for all of the styles of kissing in this presentation.  He can't speak here, but I can speak for him.  He goes wild and always wants more.  Remember, a kiss is a conversation. It's not a one-way street.  And you control the entire thing.     All you need to do to is click the link below and you'll be well on your way to hopefully rekindling that spark you once had.  Have fun.  -Shannon A Kiss is a Conversation

The building was old — the kind of place that had lived many lives. R walked ahead of me, keys in hand, explaining the teardown he'd been hired to do; his voice echoed softly through the empty corridor. Then we stepped inside that space. The shop smelled of Nag Champa — thick, familiar, unmistakable. It clung to the walls, the shelves, the air itself. The scent wrapped around me like a memory I hadn't realized I'd been carrying. Warm. Earthy. Intimate. I inhaled slowly. "This used to be a metaphysical store," R said, glancing around. "Owners burned incense constantly." I smiled. "I can tell." R leaned against the counter, arms braced behind him, watching me take it all in. His presence filled the room — steady, masculine, unhurried. There was no one else there. Just us. Dust motes floating in the afternoon light. Old jars behind the counter. A bell above the door that hadn't rung in years... I wandered closer, fingers trailing along the so...

It was still dark when I woke — that hour before the world stirs, when longing has nowhere to hide. 5:24 a.m. I'd been awake for hours, drifting in and out of memory, but one moment kept returning to me like a slow tide: the way he touched me last weekend. The way my body remembered him even now. I missed his hands. Not sex — not yet. I missed the language of his touch. The way his palms seemed to know me better than my thoughts ever could. The way he lingered just long enough to make me soften… then pressed with intention, grounding me back into myself. His touch quiets my mind. And when my mind goes quiet, my body opens — fully, generously. Pleasure arrives not as something chased, but something allowed. I could feel it even now, lying alone in the early morning hush. I remember him lifting the covers, inviting me in without a word. The space he made for me was deliberate — a hollow shaped just for my body. I slid into him, fitting easily, instinctively, like I'd always belon...