Late MM entry. — “Well aren’t you a naughty boy.” He stilled as her voice slipped over him. Shit… He wasn’t expecting her home so early. Embarrassment heated his face as a different kind of heat rose in his veins stuffing his cock. It was tempting to keep his eyes lowered, but he lifted his gaze …
Trying to get back in the writing game. Something from my time at the spanking party this weekend. Check out the other options — The bed smells of sex as I press my face into the sheets. “Don’t hold your breath.” I breathe out and his hand lands with a crash. Or was it the …
Quickie — In the heat of the moment His cock a piston into my core, drilling deeper and stretching me wide. I’ve given him every position the moment he asks for it. On my back with my thighs against his chest, on my knees with my ass high, on top as I straddle his hips …
This was for MasturbationMonday, but work and life conspired against me once again. Have the unedited version and my apology for not being around more. — I’ve always considered myself firmly in the hetero category. I liked cock of almost any size and I enjoyed the taste, feel, and smell of a man as I …
Unedited I’ll be… Leather clad, stiletto wearing, whip wielding woman. Stripes on your thighs, my heel in your back. Demanding my “Yes, Miss” so you’ll get pleasure from pleasing me. Pressing, commanding, “Strip for me. Right. Fucking. Now.” And you do. Making you like it, making you feel good because I’m making you do what …
A rough sketch before I hop in the shower. Sorry so quiet here! — He had the thinnest upper lip. So thin he smiled closed mouth because he thought a full smile made him look sinister. I just thought he looked serious. It wasn’t his mouth I noticed first though. No, that came later when …
Short Sketch My back pressed to the bed, his arms circling my thighs, his lips kissing mine as I stare into his eyes. They twinkle with mischief, desire, need. He pulls me closer every time, feasting on me until I sing. “More. More. More.” A hand pressed to my belly to hold me still then …
I may be the only one like this, but I feel low after sex. No, the sex wasn’t bad. It just feels like I drop emotionally and am left feeling… Uncertain? Uncomfortable? Un-something. It may be the build up that makes the drop feel so hard. As if I’m reaching for a continued connection, but …
Back in the game this week. I’m out of town for the week so don’t have too much fun without me. “What shall I do with you?” Anything you want. He kept his thought to himself, kneeling and waiting for her to direct him. He was eager, his cock swelling as she circled him slowly. …
Unedited. My taste for the voyeuristic is showing. – Adjusting her binoculars, Desiree watched as he stepped out on his balcony at 2:25 pm exactly. Warmth bloomed low in her gut as she thanked God for her neighbor’s habits. Their backyards abut, something she’d become increasingly grateful for since the first moment she’d happened to …