Posts Tagged: queer erotica

INSTRUCTIONS by PW Zelli

Kissing, full body contact, legs interlaced, moving slowly, pleasure increases. Sitting up, moving so that clit to clit is enjoyed. Weight back on arms, so that more pressure can be applied. So warm, so wet, so welcome. Laying back now,

INSTRUCTIONS by PW Zelli

Kissing, full body contact, legs interlaced, moving slowly, pleasure increases. Sitting up, moving so that clit to clit is enjoyed. Weight back on arms, so that more pressure can be applied. So warm, so wet, so welcome. Laying back now,

ELIZABETH by Nola Sarina

I meet Elizabeth the first day I finally commit to an $85 monthly membership at a twenty-four-hour all-women’s gym. All I’m thinking about is the ellipticals and the sauna. Also, shedding at least twenty-five pounds. I’m not interested, not at all,

ELIZABETH by Nola Sarina

I meet Elizabeth the first day I finally commit to an $85 monthly membership at a twenty-four-hour all-women’s gym. All I’m thinking about is the ellipticals and the sauna. Also, shedding at least twenty-five pounds. I’m not interested, not at all,

THE LONG COMMUTE by L. Sara Bysterveld

The #72 bus. Each morning at 5:36 it picked me up from the corner directly below my apartment balcony. Most days I was the first passenger or very close to it, and on those days I always chose the same

THE LONG COMMUTE by L. Sara Bysterveld

The #72 bus. Each morning at 5:36 it picked me up from the corner directly below my apartment balcony. Most days I was the first passenger or very close to it, and on those days I always chose the same

3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity

For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the

3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity

For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the

3 WORDS: Piano River Feather

For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope

3 WORDS: Piano River Feather

For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope