My attempt at the two photos prompt with pictures I’d taken just a little bit ago.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Bella was determined not to let him ruin her dinner. As she approached the table and sat at one of the places, she realized she hadn’t eaten in hours. Her stomach gave a grumble of protest at her neglect. “Madam.” She just managed to stay her startle reflex as …
Come, church, cuffs, cats. I had so many Cs in my head that instead of picking one, I’ll talk about a few Cs Cunt The first c that popped into my head this morning. It drew me back to the mindful masturbation bit. I was thinking about how those times you just sit and stroke …
A bit of Smut today. B is for Badly Behaved. This is a story I started in Zak Jane Keri’s workshop on Dicewriting. – Brett was fuming, but trying desperately to hide it from their guests. He plastered on a smile as a tiny, white haired woman approached him. “Lady Margaret, lovely to see you …
I have experience. But I also have anxiety and with it a fear of failing myself and others. Experience says I can do this thing because I’ve been doing it for a long time. Anxiety says… you may think you’re capable, but boy are you wrong. Eroticon is rapidly approaching and I’ve been in this …
Someone stumbled upon my blog by searching Hannibal and Will non consent. If you’ve seen the tv series, you’ll understand the characters. If not, it’s a reference to Hannibal Lecter. Anyway, I chuckled at the search and then my friend challenged me to write it in a serial. I’ll give it a try. Go here …
She’d climbed on the bed on all fours like he’d asked and waited. Naked, the ambient air raising goosebumps on her skin, she waited in perfect position. Patient. He was nearby she sensed, but he stayed out of her direct sight and she didn’t want to break position to look for him. Why leave her …
I was reaching for my gun with every ounce of remaining strength I possessed. My fingers barely brushed it as my vision started to darken. “Uh uh, detective.” He knocked it away and something broke in me. I had zero assurance as my life faded that I’d wake up tucked in my bed this time. …
He’d spotted her at the club, her rosy cheeks giving her away. The nervous beating of her heart was better music than the stuff blasting out of the stereo. It took nothing to lure her back to his nest. Less to strip her of her clothing. Tilting her head, she offered him her throat. Her …