After reading classics like The Story of O, I wanted to experiment with writing what I think is passable erotica. Erotica for people who have reached an age where they are comfortable with their kinks, who want to be treated well before and after someone chokes them a little, and who don’t need flowery descriptions or misfired plots to ease them into a glorious fuck.
So, I welcome you to X-Art: erotic stories written the way I think erotica should be written.
He knew 18 was old enough. The problem wasn’t with the law. The problem was ethos. I sat on the edge of his desk facing the whiteboard, swinging my grass-stained feet as he spoke to me about the sacred relationship between a teacher and his students.