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Date: 2008-11-03 04:16 am (UTC)In retaliation I wrote a fable about a man with a cock so crooked that it hurt most of his lovers to have sex with them, and he was very lonely, and on the day he went to go have it surgically corrected he met a girl in the waiting room with a similar interior problem; they go home and see if they fit together, and they do. It was fun to write, even though the rest of my erotica is filled with reasonably human-looking people with scars and flaws and whatever else.
Another approach is to under-describe the characters and sex activity, and just be specific on the other details of scene and story.
My tendency is to write a pretty solid story that HAPPENS to have a major sexual element. Unfortunately, I wind up writing stories that don't have QUITE enough sex in them for some of the erotica publications, and too much explicit sex for the non-erotica world. Sigh.