Category: eros

Most Helpful Girl
They’re hoes looking for attention. Some women think any and all attention is good attention. They live for the approving comments they get like “damn you’re sexy” and stuff like that. They would feel insecure if people didn’t give them that kind of attention.

Meeting

by Marie LeClare

Since coming to Dallas, and going to work for the airlines while I waited for my big break modeling, I have never hidden the fact that I was a lesbian. This is pretty much what happened one Friday night.

I was sitting in the Blackeyed Pea Restaurant, which is across the street from Sue Ellen’s, a Dallas lesbian nightclub. As I was eating in the near deserted restaurant, and reading Diva, a United Kingdom lesbian magazine, I had the feeling somebody was looking at me. I think everybody gets that feeling one time or another.

I glanced up to see a young auburn haired girl sitting in the booth across from mine. She smiled at me and I returned the smile. She got up and moved her stuff across the aisle and slid into the booth facing me.

She said almost apologetically, “I’m sorry but can I ask you a question?”

As I looked at her I knew she had something that was really bothering her, so I said, “sure”.

Kari’s Idea

by Marie LeClare

Kari walked along the edges of the pool, scooping leaves from the surface of the water, and from the skimmer, in preparation for her after school swim.

She had just entered the tenth grade and had intentions of joining the school swim team this year, something which her mother and grandmother had done during their high school years.

It was sort of a tradition, but not one she felt forced into. She wanted to join the team, many of the members were her friends and there were fringe benefits, such as travelling to other schools, the parties, and of course, the locker room. She felt comfortable around the other girls when nude, sometimes fantasizing about them.

In her home she was regularly naked, as were her mother and grandmother, nudity was just something no one was concerned with. It was natural for one or the other to walk through the house naked after showering, or to sit at the table in the nude early in the morning before the day started.

Wedding Bell Blues

There Goes the Bride

Springtime is upon us boys and girls, a time for new beginnings, fresh ideas, warmer weather and 500 million fucking weddings.

This wedding business is seriously traumatizing. I even cancelled my own this spring because the two of us were such neurotic freaks about it that the whole thing simply wasn’t worth hating each other for. Maybe one day we’ll sneak off to Vegas.

Massage Student

by Marie LeClare

Helen had known for years that she loved women. She loved everything about women, and women of all sizes, shapes and colors. So it was only natural that Helen would pursue a career as a massage therapist catering specifically to women.

It was an exciting day when Helen graduated from the Royal School of Massage in London, and went about opening her own small studio in her apartment at Curzon and Berkely, in the Mayfair section of London. It wasn’t the sterile type of massage studio, instead Helen had furnished it with plants, colorful fabrics and sweet smelling candles.

Her first few clients were older women who were used to being pampered and Helen gave them a good massage, but Helen actually wanted more. She wanted woman to woman sex.

When she took the telephone call the voice at the other end sounded exciting, and it actually aroused Helen even before she met the woman. It was the way the woman asked in a throaty voice if Helen gave a full body massage and after Helen assured her that she did the woman made an appointment for 3 that very afternoon.

Helen couldn’t wait and went about tidying up, and straightening the towels and sheets and made sure there were no creases on the sheet covering her massage table. Filling the oil bottle and checking on the level of the baby powder.

When she saw that the clock was approaching 3 she wondered if the woman would be as attractive and sexy as her voice sounded, and also if she would be open to having some sex fun.

Fun At Home

by Marie LeClare

Marge had finished doing the apartment dusting and her daughter Melissa had still not got out of bed, but Marge didn’t mind because after all it was a Saturday morning.

Marge remembered back to when she was 13, like Melissa, and thought about all the times she used to masturbate Saturday mornings, before she got out of bed.

Since she still had on her pink nightie and slippers no sound was made as she walked down to hall to Melissa’s room, but she gasped when she opened the door and saw that her daughter was looking at a magazine and had her hand rubbing her pussy.

Startled at seeing her mom Melissa tried to cover herself and hide the magazine at the same time, saying, “Mom!”

Lesbian Butt Spanking!

This week docweasel.com presents a new work of Erotic Fiction from Marie LeClare.
Arrangement
by Marie LeClare

Margaret Jorgensen couldn’t believe her ears. The girl sitting across from her was either an angel or a nut case kook. She just couldn’t quite make out which. It all seemed too good to be true. Perhaps, it was only that she’d had such a string of bad luck lately.

In the Western tradition, the idealized nude and—more explicitly—sex have long been sticking points in artistic discourse across generations—controversial for their beauty on the one hand, and its supposedly sinful nature on the other.

In stark contrast, Japanese erotica in paintings and prints have held a ubiquitous position in society, starting with the Heian aristocracy of the ninth century and trickling down to a rising, modern urban middle class.

While styles have changed over the centuries, these works are connected by a shared celebration of life’s fleeting, earthly pleasures under the term ukiyo-e, or the Floating World.

A great new site from our friends at Japan-Sex.Asia. The .asia domains are going to be a very lucrative investment in the coming years, and this site offers some great ones for sale. Grab them now, while prices are reasonable, they will only grow in value in the coming year.

Trading Nude Photos Via Mobile Phone Now Part of Teen Dating

COLUMBUS, Ohio — Forget about passing notes in study hall; some teens are now using their cell phones to flirt and send nude pictures of themselves.

The instant text, picture and video messages have become part of some teens’ courtship behavior, police and school officials said.

The messages often spread quickly and sometimes find their way to public Web sites.

Marie’s Pleasure Ranch

by Marie LeClare

When I decided to retire from modeling for the adult industry, I was only 35 and still had my figure, but I knew it couldn’t last forever, and I didn’t want to see myself on one of those granny web sites. So I decided to go into business, and went into the only business that I knew, sex.

I quickly found out that I couldn’t open a pleasure house within the Las Vegas city limits because it wasn’t legal so I chose a spread not to far out of town, and named it Marie’s Pleasure Ranch.

I outfitted it with only the best of furnishings because I had decided that if you have the best you will have the best customers.

I chose only fresh college type girls and made a working arrangement that wouldn’t see me taking most of the money, and everybody seemed happy.

The only liquid that I would allow during working hours for the girls and the customers was champagne and pretty soon I had made a name for myself through all of the casinos that I had a class place.