The sound of his hand landing against the flesh of her ass echoed through the room. The pain of it arched her back and set her to her tiptoes as it reverberated through her. She squeezed her eyes shut behind the blindfold, her nerve endings tingling as the sensation moved through her. “Fifty, sir.” Her …
Sorry. Exhaustion has me in its grip so no real post today. 16 hours at work is a killer. See ya tomorrow.
Wrote this 2 years ago to the day. Included this in my brief attempt at self-publishing and just felt it deserved a reposting. — The sour smell of fear permeated the living room. Dark spots of indeterminate origin stained the blue carpet. Blood, she surmised with a delicate sniff. Furniture lay toppled, shredded, or totally …
And sometimes, I like to be in control. — The leather bustier wrapped tight around her chest, pushing her B-cup breasts up and out in the most luscious way. The black PVC mini skirt barely covered her ass and showed off her brown thighs perfectly. It was an outfit too cliché for words, but she …
A series of old unedited posts for the weekend. In this first one, I like to think about submitting — “Would you let me tie you up?” His lips brushed her ear, his voice husky and seductive. They barely touched and yet his breath caressing her skin aroused her. He’d made overtures for a while, …
Gentle slide Easing forward Expanding my horizon
Darn my site and not playing the gifs! Go see Kayla and this week’s offerings. God, I need to cum. I’m right there on the edge. Wet and thinking of you. Thinking of your cock sliding between my fingers and deep, sooo deep, inside me. My thighs part more, my hips lift off the sheets …
Something else a little old. The sound of metal rattling drew his eyes back to the bed. Her pink skin beneath the metal handcuffs brought a smile to his face. She was definitely agitated. A wave of perverse satisfaction rose up, tightening his cock as he took in her obvious frustration at her position. …
Mmm, time to play. Something old and flowery. Warm wetness closed around her nipple, sending her into a spin. She clung to the edge of the table, her nails leaving crescent shapes in the leather as she fought to right her world. “Oh,” she breathed out as he sucked harder. The sensation, sharp and electric, …
An unedited sketch I slip in your room, so quiet. You’re expecting me, but you’ve fallen asleep before I could arrive. The scent of you fills the air, seeping into me until I feel heavy with you. Your cologne, the heat of your body, your very essence makes me hungry. I ease between your sheets …