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 …
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, …
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 …
God bless Kayla for making Mondays so much better. Deviated a bit. Here’s something old, short, and delicious. Go see what everyone else cooked up after you have a read. His hands splayed her thighs wide as he pressed his lips to the open petals of her cunt; a gentle open-mouthed kiss of lips to wet lips. But this …
A continuation of what I read on Kayla’s site. She wrote it for Wicked Wednesday and it stuck in my mind like a barb, demanding I carry it on. Maybe not to completion, but onward nonetheless… It was like a spell woven over the room. He’s the wizard and I’m the unsuspecting observer caught up …
“Take your clothes off and get on the bed.” The tone of her voice didn’t change, but the command threading through her words made him hard as a rock. He licked his lips as a nervous energy coursed through him along with the sharp edge of arousal as he contemplated what would happen if – …
I’ve been slacking on Please because of work. While I get moving on editing a bit before posting, enjoy an older story. There’s something about the broad expanse of a man’s back that gets me unbelievably wet. It screams strength, power, and force. Just the sight of a bare back, those muscles flexed, that power …
Going through my archives and found something from August of last year. Stories I Create On The Train. Raise your hand if you remember this… A sharp turn forces him to widen his stance. Fitted khaki colored pants encase long legs and an ass I want desperately to sink my teeth into. He’s who I …