“Put a dollar between your breasts.” His mouth never actually touches my skin, but the wash of his breath across my breasts is stimulating enough. He lingers, putting on a good show in the darkened room, his teeth grasping the dollar bill and pulling it straight from my cleavage. Hands wrap around my rib cage …
Dear You, Forget it. Yes, I said forget it. Because your life is too damn busy to even have a casual relationship right now. I’ll do us both a favor and let you off the hook. I was walking to your place and you have no idea what was on my mind, but your text …
I haven’t had someone guest on this blog yet. I figured the best person to pop my cherry is none other than the sexy Kayla Lords. She’s a brilliant erotica writer and an excellent editor. Much respect for her drive and determination when it comes to her goals. Follow her on twitter @KaylaLords. I’ll let …
I peel myself out of my leggings and pull on a pair of peach-colored panties. Disappointment hovers like a sour note over me as I trek to the kitchen for a Corona. I’m not planning on drowning my sorrows in alcohol, but I’ve needed a beer since Sunday evening and this is the only way …
Doing a prompt from Andy. Tried the non-standard prompt and used the one I picked as the title. My word count: > 200 — I need you For more than kisses Need lasting Permanent Greater than sex Stick around And be my Forever She rolled to her stomach and lifted her ass into the air. …
This is the story I gave to Nate for my interview. Figured I’d post it here with the song so you can listen as you read. He liked to believe he wasn’t violent, but the moment she started with those snarky comments his anger spiked. She used that mouth and tongue of hers like a …
The day didn’t have the best start (I’ve been bummed all day and I’m at work on top of that). It takes little to bring me down and too much thinking is in effect here. I’m excellent at talking myself out of something. Clothes, conversations, relationships… My ardor has cooled. Or maybe my frustrations – …
Nate asked some great questions! Check out the story I offered (unedited) and go do an interview with him yourself. Thanks!
“You ready?” The press of men is too close for him and his hand can’t wander up my dress to my panty-less pussy like he wants. I still have beer left and want to watch the girls dance, but I’m more than ready if he is. Minutes later we’re out into the humid night for …
I’m sweet, aren’t I? Candy-cane Spoonful of sugar Milk chocolate, melt in your mouth Sweet, sweet, sweet Mm, syrupy good for you Painting your lips Open up Lap me up On the tip of your tongue I’ll slide down your throat So enjoy each drop Savor me