Please! I want you to… Pull my hair Again. Please. Mm, yes Because I love the way it feels Smack my ass Once more. Please. Ah, yes Because your handprints ground me Bite my nipples Harder. Please. Yesss Because your teeth sinking in arches me higher Tunnel in Deeper! Please! Ooh, yes Because my surrender …
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I haven’t had someone guest on this blog yet. I figured the best person to pop my cherry is none other than the sexy Kayla Lords. She’s a brilliant erotica writer and an excellent editor. Much respect for her drive and determination when it comes to her goals. Follow her on twitter @KaylaLords. I’ll let …
“You ready?” The press of men is too close for him and his hand can’t wander up my dress to my panty-less pussy like he wants. I still have beer left and want to watch the girls dance, but I’m more than ready if he is. Minutes later we’re out into the humid night for …
A version of this story appears in Discover Me. I’m terrible at self-promotion, but want to do what I’m able to advertise for myself. Enjoy! Oh, come visit me on Twitter (yes, I want you to visit). I was telling a story there earlier. Inclination She tilted her face up to the ceiling and let …
For those who don’t follow me on Twitter, I’ve outlined my goals for the month remaining til my birthday. Here’s an old, unedited story that represents a top fantasy of mine while I taught. Figured it warranted a repost on this lazy Sunday. Celeste scanned the lecture hall when she entered and found him in …
Note: this was originally in first person because I often fantasy about this. Me, naked over a desk with a nicely dressed man taking me from behind. I changed the pov for a host of reasons, but figured it would be better like this. This’ll be quick, you and her. A thirst you need to …
Previous Part Shit, shit, shit. David beat his fist against the wall, not caring about the damage he was doing as he vented his emotions. He wanted to punch until his hand broke, maybe then he’d feel some semblance of peace. Not fucking likely. The confusion was burning a hole in the pit of his …
The distinct smell of my arousal drifts up. My thighs spread wider as I read sending more of that musky, warm scent into the air. Feminine. That’s how I feel as a different kind of dew coats plump lips. I wonder if it’s a scent that would arouse the ardor of a man. A tantalizing …
I’m behind on this one. Next week I’m determined to bring it to a close. Check under A Taste at the top to catch you up. Here’s the last thing I posted “Have you… Have you seen him lately.” Meg fidgeted beside him as the credits rolled on the screen. “Yeah, I saw him last …