I asked on Twitter what I should write about today. As an aside, I’ve been sleeping terribly lately (when I’m not already up overnight for work). You just don’t realize how pivotal sleep is to creativity at times until you’re struggling to get adequate amounts. Anyway, the poll options were for a filthy story, a …
This topic has been circling in my mind a lot. The way we overlook the love we have for our friends and the way that can be just as fulfilling, if not more so, than romantic love. I have two (2) really close friends. My definition of a best friend is pretty narrow. There are …
I’ve really enjoyed being able to write again regularly. Having that ability to get the words out, creativity flowing much more freely, has made me almost giddy. It’s also assuaged my worry that I’d lost it. I had that moment, just before, where I wondered who I was if I wasn’t writing. It’s like riding …
I’ve written this before and I’ll write again because this is what I want today. Fuckdoll story He moved closer, his hand falling on her knee. Her mind scrambled for a moment and she lost her train of thought. “You were saying?” Was his voice deeper? She took a sip of her water, suddenly so …
Listen as audio Edit: click above to listen while you read! I’ll”Bit hot tonight, aren’t ya?” She ignored his talking and pressed his back against the door so she could get to work on his clothes. He’d come straight from work, clad in a suit and smelling of sandalwood and coffee. The quickness of his …
Oh! I wanted to do F4T prompt on intimacy and my current thoughts dovetailed a bit. Here we go! So I’m making the deep dive back into… not dating. More finding someone to spank me (more regularly than I get with the other gent I meet with) and have some interaction that makes me feel …
Sketch “Keep it all inside for me.” I squeeze my thighs together, nodding as my labia slides wet between my now closed legs. He forces his hand between, cupping me even as I feel his cum slipping out. “Uh uh.” His scoops up what has dribbled out and presses it back in. I shudder as …
“My brain is fucking broken.” He slid his hand up the back of her thigh, stopping to rest his fingers along the crease where ass and thigh meet. “I’m not sure anything will help.” She pressed her face into the mattress. “I’m not sure any of my creativity is going to come back.” She lifted …
I’m avoiding story writing. I know that, I’m trying to face that by being honest. Part of me is scared that some of my creativity is gone after so long a break. I’m going to start small to overcome it, but for now I’m sticking to non fiction stuff. I’ll get there. I’ll get there… …
While the calendar says it’s a new year, life is quick to remind you things haven’t changed. There’s a freshness and room for possibilities when we enter a near year. To say I feel hopeful is an understatement. It’s hard to start writing when you’ve not been writing though. This is like stretching or working …