“I was expecting a call.” The disappointment on his face caused a twinge in her belly. She’d call it regret, but it felt more akin to guilt. She tucked her hands between her closed thighs and sighed softly. His face was friendly and that made her feelings of guilt worse. “I just haven’t been feeling….” …
And when the tingle hits your spine Keep your head up Your eyes wide open And always aim straight.
unmarked skin rich brown and soft giving off the heady aroma of aroused woman
we are poetry in motion up (in arms) down (the ladder) you make me… sigh oh! yes, you do and I’ll stay in motion with you
He told me… As he bent me how he wanted me and spread my thighs until they burned, he told me that I was made to obey him. “Made for me to use.” The strike of his hand on my bottom sent me jolting forward. I had no will to protest, no desire to do …
You and me… You with your blatant pleas, but manly hesitation Me being a tease, but secretly hoping you’ll take me. We dance A two step of naughty words. A sexy picture to entice. Will you? Are you wanting for me to ask, fall to my knees, beg for it? Will you… please? As I …
“Ma’am, you have mail. If you’ll just sign here, please.” She slids the package across the desk to me and I eye it with curiosity. I rarely get presents unless I buy them myself so I wonder who thought of me. “Thanks.” I have enough sense to utter that before I move away, but my …
Unedited as per usual, but I wrote something! – I know how you like it. Your sigh, each and every one, as you’re pleasured. The pitch of your cry as you tumble into ecstasy. I’ve seen your back arch hard, your ass held high as you keen with each thrust. The blush that stains your …
I wanted to plug a delicious piece of fic I just finished. A Bitter Taste was written so well I looked at my work and wanted to weep. I’m a novice in comparison. I’m a sucker for well written stories, but well written erotica with a solid plot is so much better. She wrote scenes that …
Unedited shortie – “This… I don’t think I can even go out of the house in this.” It was black, tight, and far too short. Her breasts were barely contained and the hem just brushed mid thigh. She couldn’t really move and going anywhere other than the bedroom was out of the question. She glanced …