Thought it was time for another me’lalia moment, first of this year I think. Some days are just really weird. … More
Author: Emmaleela
A writer of adult erotica, prose and poetry, exploring and expressing my nature through sharing my real experiences and fantasies, and also through my photography. I am fascinated and drawn to all kinds of sexuality and sensuality
My writings are a journey into me, my insights, pleasures, surprises, accidents, serendipity, loves and lusts and awakenings, and can include subversion, submission, bondage, rough-play, self-pleasure, voyeurism, threesomes, gangbangs and other group pleasures. seduction. It may sometimes be primal, and oft-times raw
I hope your visits, find something you like. The joy for sex is exactly that, joyous. alluring and thrilling.
My motto: sexual gratification should be immediate and often.
fragment
I’m laid on my back, stripped there and then, unbuttoned, unfastened, unhooked, unveiled, each layer until there are no layers … More
third wish
instinct
It was the night after the night before, a night which had stayed with me throughout the day and even … More
come full circle
we lovewe lustsurrender trust,promiscuous,I touch you whenI’m touching me,feel you flowinginside mekeeping meupon the edge,wrap-around,feel my fingerslosing grounddigging in,feel my … More
wandering hands: reboot
I made an oops when I originally posted my last piece of writing, “Wandering hands”, it wasn’t actually the final … More
wandering hands
Rising out of a dream I opened my eyes, the passage of sleep was still slow to disperse so I … More
now you see me
Supine, I conform to the curves, to the body, their body, their fault lines becoming my fault lines, drift aimless … More
pines and needles – a Christmastide treat
The sheet slips across my skin, soft as it feels in the stillness and motion barely making a whispering sound … More
me’lalia- Happy Christmas
the colour red
~~ A festive treat ~~ The door opened. I froze. We were on the bed still fully-clothed but in a … More
into
© Emmaleela
little black number
This night I’d gone out in my little black number as us girls decided to semi-posh up, rare for me … More
roots of all evil (a Halloween tale)
I woke up lying on a grave. At least I wasn’t in it. I lay atop a scattering of leaves, … More
me’lalia– something wicked
Something wicked this ways comes! Mwahahahaha! That’s not very convincing, is it. Good morning everyone, I’ve a special coming soon … More
Tabula Erotica 