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Erica Crop
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Writer of smut, horror and smutty horror. She/her
https://smutsmith.com/
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Erica Crop @ericacrop.bsky.social · Dec 1
🌶️🎄 SPICY CHRISTMAS NOVELLA 🎄🌶️

❄️ Christmas smut
⌛ Quick read
👭 Friend snark
🎭 Dating a comedian
🔞 K!nk
🌔 One night stands
🎄 Festive romance
🍬 Short and sweet

📕 Book link: www.amazon.co.uk/Twelve-Lays-...

#BookSky
The Twelve Lays of Christmas: A Festive Romance
The Twelve Lays of Christmas: A Festive Romance eBook : Crop, Erica: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store
www.amazon.co.uk
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Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals. Do yourselves a favour and read this later on for some festive smut.

www.amazon.co.uk/Twelve-Lays-...
The Twelve Lays of Christmas: A Festive Romance
The Twelve Lays of Christmas: A Festive Romance eBook : Crop, Erica: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store
www.amazon.co.uk
December 25, 2024 at 8:12 AM
ericacrop.bsky.social
Smut advent, day twenty-four 🎄
Text reading, 'My stomach fizzes; I feel like I’m going to pass out or cry or come. His fingers reach my pussy and he strokes so softly it feels like a whisper.'
December 24, 2024 at 7:33 AM
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Smut advent, day twenty-three 🎄
Text reading, 'I only really care about getting him off. I can come to the soundtrack of his sighs and moans, easy. He doesn’t even have to touch me. I’m hair trigger. Maybe my kink is other people's pleasure.'
December 23, 2024 at 7:15 AM
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Smut advent, day twenty-two 🎄
Text reading, 'The thick leather mittens on his hands occasionally reach up to paw at his face, and he whines low in his throat when my fingers make their way down to his lower belly, dipping beneath the waistband, tugging hard on the hair there.'
December 22, 2024 at 7:33 AM
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Smut advent, day twenty-one 🎄
Text reading, '"Look what you do to me,” I breathe, my voice coming out shaky. Her fist only just wraps around me, which stokes my ego in a way I know I’ll jerk off thinking about later. I squeeze again, hard and deliberate so she can feel me straining and swelling against her curled fingers.'
December 21, 2024 at 7:48 AM
Reposted by Erica Crop
sloanspencerauthor.bsky.social
And this is where you drop those romance book recs where they 💦 early (or in their pants preferably).

Self recs welcome.

I’ll start:
📖 Structural Damage (MMF why choose)
📖 Every Move You Make (MMF why choose, Feb ‘25)

#booksky #romancebooks #spicybooks
December 20, 2024 at 6:10 PM
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Smut advent, day twenty 🎄
Text reading, ' in response to the electricity that crackles in the air between us like the moments before a thunderstorm. I am uncomfortable in my arousal, I’m hot and aching already, and this is frustrating. Fucking kiss me, I will.'
December 20, 2024 at 8:48 AM
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Smut advent, day nineteen 🎄
Text reading, "When you break it down, fucking in a paddling pool full of slime is pretty similar to fucking in a dry bed – just with added elements, like when cinemas show films in 4D."
December 19, 2024 at 11:55 AM
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Smut advent, day eighteen 🎄
Text reading, 'She opens the dick pic again. I bite my lip. It really is a good-looking cock. I wonder who it’s attached to, if he knows there are two women who want to be fucked by him.'
December 18, 2024 at 7:23 AM
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Smut advent, day seventeen 🎄
Text reading, 'When I’m in her room, she types “balloon popping” into the search bar and we watch with intrigue. A woman lies on a balloon, her soft belly rolling over its pliable skin. She swaps positions, kneeling gently then teasing it with her feet, then sitting on it.'
December 17, 2024 at 12:34 PM
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Smut advent, day sixteen 🎄
Text reading, 'I think about her ass, round with these fucking hot little dimples, and I think about smacking it, pulling my palm away to see an imprint, a signal that she’s mine, if only for that one moment.'
December 16, 2024 at 8:48 AM
ericacrop.bsky.social
A mention of the colour red ❌️❌️❌️
Text reading, 'It’s as though a storm descends on my little bed in my little bedroom in my little flat. With the crop, I swipe flashes of red through the tension between our two bodies – strangely nervous and sparklingly electric. The symmetry in the matching crop and collar really draws my eye. The red feels very primary-colour, bringing me back down a little, helping me remember that this is all just playing.'
December 15, 2024 at 4:21 PM
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Smut advent, day fifteen 🎄
Text reading, 'Jaya kneels in front of the sofa, kissing my hand, but not replacing it. As I touch myself, her tongue skates my bare legs, dipping into the back of my knees, running up my thighs.'
December 15, 2024 at 10:33 AM
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Smut advent, day fourteen 🎄
#Booksky
Text reading, '"You look hot as fuck.” I feel it: exposed, raw and slutty through no fault of my own. Having my arms above my head means my torso is elongated, and I raise myself onto my tiptoes to show him that I know I look good.'
December 14, 2024 at 8:01 AM
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Smut advent, day thirteen 🎄
#Booksky
Text reading, 'I grabbed a towel from the rack, and stood up, wrapping it around my shoulders in one motion. I felt the sudden sharp goosebumps clear almost immediately. Then I gathered everything in my fist, the rough, dry towel, my hot, hard cock. Anyway. Welcome back to the city.'
December 13, 2024 at 5:07 PM
Reposted by Erica Crop
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Give the gift of smut! Drop me a note if you're shopping for someone else and I'll wrap the books for free!

thealandenbooks.etsy.com
Woman holding books and wrapping paper
December 13, 2024 at 4:49 PM
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Smut advent, day twelve 🎄
Text reading, 'I’ve set up your profile, all you need to do is answer the messages. You’re welcome. She adds my username, ChristmasHo, and password, 5Lut4S4nt4. That bitch thinks she’s so funny.'
December 12, 2024 at 12:44 PM
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Smut advent, day eleven 🎄
#Booksky
Text reading, 'There is nothing hotter than turning someone on. When they can’t believe how lucky they are that they get to kiss you, touch you, fuck you. When they need to take in every single inch of your body, to take a mental photograph you both know they’re going to jerk off to later.'
December 11, 2024 at 11:58 AM
Reposted by Erica Crop
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me sexting
Screengrab of the old man from Box of Delights saying "You're a good and kind boy, and you may see something of the Box"
December 9, 2024 at 11:26 PM
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Smut advent, day ten 🎄
Text reading, 'We don’t fuck that night. We make out for ages, maybe it’s hours; maybe not. We discover a rhythm as our bodies move together; it’s hard to make dry humping sound romantic, but I’m into it.'
December 10, 2024 at 6:15 AM
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Smut advent, day nine 🎄
Text reading, 'I’m a big fan of kissing – of proper sleazy making out, unashamedly open-mouthed and deliberately, unperformatively, sexual – so when his tongue meets mine, I am instantly, almost comically, wet.'
December 9, 2024 at 5:28 PM
Reposted by Erica Crop
riengray.bsky.social
There’s a tendency to think of it as lesser or secondary, but I really do love erotic writing for its own sake.

Exploring intimacy, kink, sex, and how it impacts lives and relationships is a joyful thing, and just as human as anything else we write can about.
December 8, 2024 at 6:57 PM
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Smut advent, day eight 🎄
December 8, 2024 at 8:24 AM
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Smut advent, day seven 🎄
Text reading, 'His gazes at me, his deep brown eyes are penetrating, and being perceived in a moment like this, actually looked at, feels even more intimate than anything we’ve done so far. Keeping his gaze, I pulse and he lets out a moan that’s also a laugh and also a gasp. I do it again, and he looks at me with madness in his eyes.'
December 7, 2024 at 2:40 PM
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Smut advent, day six 🎄

#BookSky
December 6, 2024 at 1:53 PM