Music Mondays: "Christiansands" by Tricky

"You and me--what does that mean? Always--what does that mean? Forever--what does that mean?" -- Tricky

Tricky's "Christiansands" is another case of mysterious lyrics, but the sound of this song is very sexy. First, listen to those tribal drums in the background. Then absorb Tricky's gravelly drawl, like a rough finger over the throat that has all the time in the world. This song changes the space it occupies.

Music Mondays: "Beauty*2" by Ladytron

"Hey, can I go with you? My beauty number 2. Hey, can I go with you, when the rendezvous is over?" -- Ladytron

That sick feeling when you know some desired lover's not coming back anymore is offset in Ladytron's Beauty*2 by the sensual peace of the music. And, of course, there's "Beauty Number Two" to turn to.

Ladytron's lyrics are always spare and mysterious, so it's hard for me to flesh out the story of any of their songs. This particular song, however, makes me think that the narrator may be addressing her boyfriend's other lover--his beauty number two. Maybe she's suggesting revenge sex between the two of them when the boyfriend's gone for the night. Or maybe this is just the erotica writer in me talking.

Music Mondays: "Fascination Street" by The Cure

"Yeah, I like you in that like I like you to scream, but if you open your mouth then I can't be responsible for quite what goes in or to care what comes out." -- The Cure

I want to quote every lyric of The Cure's stylishly sleazy "Fascination Street," which so clearly evokes the mood of a relationship that's over but hasn't ended yet. Even though the narrator's no longer in love, he and his lover are still caught in a sexual spell that's holding them together long after they should have let each other go. Robert Smith's impassioned lyrics have an edge of vulgarity that makes the song both hot and despairing.

If this amazing bass line doesn't make you want to grab your doomed love and "move to the beat like we know that it's over," then I don't know what will.

Music Mondays: "Kinda I Want To" by Nine Inch Nails

"Kinda I want to, maybe just for tonight. We can pretend it's all right. What's the price I pay? I don't care what they say -- I want to." -- Nine Inch Nails

Continuing my theme of erotic insanity, Nine Inch Nails' "Kinda I Want To" is all about the moment when you decide whether or not to give in. The song begins with the narrator seeing his desires as those of a devil who sleeps in his bed, and progresses through a seductive electronic beat until the narrator claims those desires as his own. At that point, "Kinda I want to" becomes an insistently repeated, "I want to." The qualms are pushed aside, and the erotic mistake will be made. This song makes the process of losing the struggle sound pretty damned good.

Lunch Break

I've got a new story up on Every Night Erotica. "Lunch Break" is about how Dina can never resist Kate's advances at the office. Kate's a new addition to my recent streak of playful, sexy tormentors:

“Don’t tease,” Dina said, trying to summon a serious frown.

Kate nipped her thigh and pretended to swipe Dina’s clit with her tongue.

Dina still had her hands in Kate’s hair, but before she could do anything stern, Kate screwed her face into such a funny expression that Dina had to laugh.

The moment the laughter started, Kate was on her, her fingers teasing Dina’s belly, and her tongue slipping into the sensitive crease where Dina’s pelvis met her thigh. Now Dina couldn’t stop laughing, writhing desperately under Kate’s tickling touches.

“Oh my God!” she howled. “What are you doing?”

“What?” Kate said in her most mischievous tone. “Did you think I was going to do this?” She gave a long lick up Dina’s pussy, but now that touch tickled, too.

“I hate you,” Dina choked out through her uncontrollable laughter.

“Mmm,” Kate said serenely. “I bet you especially hate me when I do this.” She slid two fingers into Dina’s slippery cunt, twisting them expertly to brush the inside walls of Dina’s pussy in all the best cases. Dina groaned and flung her head back, spreading her legs wider.

“Oh, you don’t hate that,” Kate said. “I guess I’ll go back to what I was doing before.”

The tickling onslaught began again.

Read the rest here.

Music Mondays: "Sacred Moment" by Platform One

"I can be everything you need." - Platform One

Platform One's Sacred Moment makes me picture a darkened club, a blood-red corset, and a handsome stranger with piercing blue eyes.

This goth/steampunk indie band has a stylish darkness that makes the crowd get up and dance and infects the blood with the thrill of the night. Definitely sexy.