I wouldn’t be missed if I disappeared. I would, as in me. It’s my blog that would fade right into obscurity if I suddenly stopped posting. People always chastise me when I mention that my blog hardly gets any hits. I should participate in memes (done that), or writing prompt sites (done that), or comment …
A story crafted with someone in mind. – Sit back and let me see you spread wide. Even as he sent the text he wondered if she’d go through with it. He clamped a hand over his mouth as the picture flashed on his screen. She’d sent him a full on shot of her pussy and …
Been a bit, huh? See here for other parts. Here’s what came just before this. He was intent on dragging her the entire distance by hanks of her hair if the strands slipping from her head were any indication. The pace he set made rising to her feet impossible, and her scalp screamed in agony as …
Is this an update of sorts? Time to talk really. This is my blog so in theory I can do what I want. Since I’ve cut my hair, I’ve struggled with how I’m perceived. Let’s all be honest and say our definition of beauty is colored by a multitude of things. Attractiveness is as well. …
“Take your clothes off and get on the bed.” The tone of her voice didn’t change, but the command threading through her words made him hard as a rock. He licked his lips as a nervous energy coursed through him along with the sharp edge of arousal as he contemplated what would happen if – …
She turned her head for a kiss and his hips froze mid thrust. Just having her eyes on him sent a shudder of revulsion down his spine that galvanized him. Holding her hip in a grip he knew would leave bruises, he snagged her hair with his other hand, pulling back until her back bowed. …
I’ve been slacking on Please because of work. While I get moving on editing a bit before posting, enjoy an older story. There’s something about the broad expanse of a man’s back that gets me unbelievably wet. It screams strength, power, and force. Just the sight of a bare back, those muscles flexed, that power …
Been a while. A quickie… Be as still as she could. A slow breath in through her nose, an easy breath out through her mouth, and a gentle rise and fall of her chest. Nothing more than that. Her instructions were to keep her eyes closed as she was decoration for the pleasure of her …
When I’m awake this late My mind going for reasons unstated I become excited by dawn Eager for the brushing streaks My face turning to the window My eyes searching for the sun’s blush Taking snapshots of the sky mentally Holding the first breath of perfection Making it mine for just one moment Praying I …
Going through my archives and found something from August of last year. Stories I Create On The Train. Raise your hand if you remember this… A sharp turn forces him to widen his stance. Fitted khaki colored pants encase long legs and an ass I want desperately to sink my teeth into. He’s who I …