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 …
Sketch His hand at the back of her neck. Eases her, forces her with gentle pressure to her knees. “Open.” Her thighs and her mouth. “Close.” Her eyes as the blindfold obscures her vision. That hand drops back to the nape of her neck, communicating so much with a gentle squeeze. She holds, waiting just …
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 …
I’m around. Getting readjusted to a new time zone and working schedule so my writing is suffering a bit. Hoping for a return of creativity soon. In the meantime… Who doesn’t like boobies while they wait?
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 …
To be new requires a rebirth So this year let me Place a piece of me inside you A piece that breathes life Makes you move with purpose Which piece would you want?
Life has been busy lately with a lot of traveling. Thanks to those who stopped in regularly to see me here. Maybe 2015 will be a creative, prolific year for everyone. The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House …
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 …