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I wrote a Valentine’s Day themed illustrated story today.<\/p>\nI wrote a Valentine’s Day themed illustrated story today.<\/p>\n
It’s here: Valentine’s Day<\/a>.<\/p>\n Even though it’s erotic fiction, it’s really just a traditional romantic story. There’s flowers, declarations of love, outpourings of emotion. And, of course, intimate, vanilla sex.<\/p>\n And you know, I felt almost guilty writing this story. I felt as if it wasn’t raunchy enough; that it was somehow less sexy because our heroine and hero don’t push their sexual boundaries, or have multiple orgasms in strange places. It’s very straightforward, and probably cliched, in a way. It doesn’t take the reader anywhere that they probably haven’t been before.<\/p>\n And yet I really like it. What’s wrong with a little romance? Or, as John Cleese would say: “What’s wrong with a kiss boy? No need to go stampeding towards the clitoris…” I found myself really enjoying the simplicity of it all. The sheer pleasure of a romantic, loving fantasy.<\/p>\n I mean, how many of us don’t just LOVE the idea of being given flowers? Even if we’re thinking they’re a waste of money, or unnecessary, somehwere deep down inside there’s a part of us that wants to be Julia Roberts in the final scene in Pretty Woman.<\/em> And that’s the part that just melts at the idea of flowers, be they roses or a handful of daisies picked in a field.<\/p>\n Yes, I know. I’m a closet romantic. Don’t tell anyone.<\/p>\n I based the story on one of my favourite photo sets. You can see more of these lovely pics on this free site: Roses, Romance and Rumpy Pumpy<\/a>.<\/p>\n I love the term “Rumpy Pumpy”, don’t you?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I wrote a Valentine’s Day themed illustrated story today. It’s here: Valentine’s Day. Even though it’s erotic fiction, it’s really just a traditional romantic story. There’s flowers, declarations of love, outpourings of emotion. And, of course, intimate, vanilla sex. And you know, I felt almost guilty writing this story. I felt as if it wasn’t raunchy enough; that it was somehow less sexy because our heroine and hero don’t push Read More …<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pornforwomen"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/msnaughty.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}