Thought I would share this erotic writing from a man aged 67 on an online dating site I am on.
We met in a wood, the trees were sighing overhead in a gentle breeze. Sweet nothings murmured in sympathy as the leaves rustled all around.
I took her hand in my hand, removed a glove and reunited, skin on skin. Boots scuffed up undergrowth and twigs caught our hair as we ducked and dived through the wood. Nothing moved in the forest but ourselves, as the day drew to an end, arm in arm now for warmth and closeness. I wanted to be inside that long warm overcoat, hiding so much that was both intriguing absorbing and exciting. We shared views, likes and dislikes and were apprecitive of each other tastes; and then we turned towards each other face to face, I pulled her close and felt a rythme of her body in time with mine in closer embrace and one leg eased between my two, steadying us and holding us upright. We leant against a tree and the pressure mounted and the passion was suddenly released, it took us both by surprise. A kiss, at first tentative, finding the way to delicacy and subtllty was then met with responsivness and an ardent expression. The kisses found their way along the jaw bone to the nape of the neck and nuzzled there and then the teeth more closely found there way around to the earlobe.
We sank down; oh the sighing of the wind in the trees and underneath the soft leaves of autumn
Pretty good for an older man.I think he is a better writer than 50 shades of Grey.
What does anyone else think ?