Romance writer Chloe Thurlow

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Snow Falls Softly – from American Concubine

Snow Falls Softly is the second story from American Concubine – it is the night before Josh Caton’s wedding and the girl in his arms is not his fiancé …        Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion – James Joyce He kisses my eyes. My lips. My neck. He slowly draws my top over my head and my breath catches as his long

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Male Desires and All The Men I Have Slept With

Male desires come in every shape, just like their penises, more shades than the rainbow, more mysterious than you can imagine. More mysterious than you can imagine. Ramon – bless him – would wake with an erection and I gulped down a mouthful of protein before starting my hectic day. At night, after he had come, he would stay hard and fall asleep inside me as he softened. There is

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First Orgasm, Being Spanked and Being A Girl

First Orgasm! It was something I had become obsessed about and didn’t think was ever going to happen and it probably wouldn’t have done if it wasn’t for my sister – at least, not in the way I expected.  Should I love her for it, or carry on hating her? I am not sure. But I could have killed her when I put my name down for a summer job at

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Seven Secrets of Writing Great Erotica

Writing great erotica requires originality and innovation. Great erotica touches sense points in the dark corridors of the mind. Great erotica makes you see yourself in a different light. Great erotica reminds you that you are here to live life fully, not as a clone paddling through the limp waters on the edge of life, but in the fast currents mid-stream at the heart of life. Writing great erotica is

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Slave Girl With The Spider Tattoo

A line ran from below my bottom lip, around the curve of my chin and down between my breasts in a blue thread to the spider tattoo on the dome of my shaved pubis. My belly was adorned with a green stone, shiny as an emerald, the colour of my eyes. From the ramparts, I watched a pickup cross the desert. It shot by the caravanserai, the driver tooted his horn as he

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Seduction & Carnality

A biography of Chloe Thurlow Part II by Elizabeth Woodham Chloe’s education began at an early age at the Kent convent where the nuns instructed all subjects and excelled in carnality. During term-time, Chloe practised her skills in seduction on the wimpled ladies and, during the holidays, she tried her newly awakened self on the various men her mother employed in the house and grounds of their Kent home. How

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The English Vice is Spanking

The English vice is spanking. Why, exactly, is uncertain, but where the Angles lack the continental appetite for passion and amour, the English vice serves as a substitute for that messy, intimate act between the sheets. Englishmen – of a certain class – would rather be rowing or riding, playing cricket or wallowing in the mud of a rugby field, something sweaty, mindless and performed with other men. Englishwomen are

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Eroticism – Living Life To The Point of Death

‘Eroticism, it may be said, is assenting to life up to the point of death.’ The quote is by Georges Bataille, the one man from history I would have jumped straight into bed with, if only to have learned more about eroticism. Before Bataille, I flirted with Albert Camus, Henry Miller and Martin Amis, whose novel The Rachel Papers I read with a torch after lights out. I rejected Jean-Paul

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Why Spanking Girls is the Pleasure of all Pleasures

French philosopher Georges Bataille describes spanking girls as ‘the illicit pleasure of all pleasures.’ When a hand comes down again and again on your bottom, the sting is quickly followed by a prickling numbness. The pain vanishes and the heat generated from those slaps sends lines of electric fire through all the tissues and nerve endings, ripples of warmth that gather in a wave of sensations, a million tiny kisses

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First Spanking – the sexiest excerpt from A Girl’s Adventure

My first spanking, she thought, as Richard placed his watch on the dresser and in his expression as he opened the top drawer was the look of someone doing mental arithmetic. She watched with eyes growing bigger as he withdrew a blue silk scarf that just kept growing longer and longer, an endless blue river of shiny fabric that he passed through his hands like a fisherman at sea, and she thought

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Sex and the Stranger

Sex and the stranger. It is a fantasy. All girls have it. Now, it was for real. He didn’t say anything. He placed his bag on the sand and, as the mouth fell open, I saw that it contained a large conch shell. It was pink lipped, shiny, inviting and perfect. There was a look of calculation in the man’s furrowed brow. Around his neck, he wore a pendant on

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The Adventure Begins

I had wanted adventure. I watched the approaching man in a turban and thought: it has happened; the adventure begins. He wore a loose blue tunic that billowed about him and an expression impossible to interpret. He didn’t hurry and approached as you might a nervous animal, a unicorn perhaps. It occurred to me that the island might be private property, that I was trespassing. Not that it would matter.

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