“Lie back.” He watched her lift one knee up on the bed, her eyes glittering as she licked her lips. She crawled over to him, straddling him so her cunt hovered over him before she moved down between his spread legs. “You look like you’re going to swallow me whole.” She nodded to his bobbing …
She rocks back, crying out as the cane lands again. “Higher.” Pulling her knees under her, she lifts her hips higher before lowering her cheek to the comforter. She braces for the next fiery strike. “Spread your legs.” He wants to see, wants to inhale her. The hitch in his breathing tells her how much …
“You got my package?” He leaned into the counter and watched as Hock brought the butcher knife down on a hunk of meat. “In the cooler.” Laying a few bills on the counter, he moved around to the swinging doors. He stood in front of the steel door of the walk in cooler for a …
That doll gave me the fucking creeps, but Annie wanted it as soon as we walked into the charity shop so I had to buy it. “It’s name is Annabel! That’s my name, mama.” “Sure is, sugar.” I grimaced as I touched its dusty dress and waxy skin. Touching it freaked me out, but my …
“Are you comfortable?” My shoulders twinge with my hands tied behind my back, my thighs scream from being splayed wide and tied to the bed, my ankles throb from the rub of the rope, and most of all my cunt aches from repeated use. “Yes.” He chuckles as he shifts up my body. I feel …
I may continue on with the flashes for storyin12. No pressure! – “No, I don’t want to.” The moment she said it, she knew she was in trouble. It was an issue they’d been having for a while even after a lot of discussion. “What did you do wrong?” She straightened in her chair. “I …
Finishing up my month long Storyin12 Flash/drabbling with this September’s prompt for Sinful Sunday. I have Stan by Eminem in my head, which colored the post… – “I’d written you so many times and you never answered. Why?” She woke to that question. He hovered over her, anger coloring his face. Trying to rise, she …
Helen looked a bit harried when she sat down at the cafe table. Ten minutes late? Very unlike her. “You alright?” Renee summoned the waiter over as Helen tried to compose herself. “It was… I…” She stopped to order, smoothing her blonde hair down while Renee looked on in concerned. The usually tidy woman was …
Forgive errors. I’m trying to get it in before midnights. – “More wine!” Her voice carried above the chatter. He tried to keep an eye on her, but kept losing her in the crowd. She was swinging her cup above her head and demanding the waiters bring her alcohol. Just as he was within touching …
Word is attack for storyin12. Had a strange dream I’m writing out so be warned. Photo for Sinful Sunday at the bottom if you’d like to skip to it. – He’d taken me in, a lost black girl in a predominately white enclave. He sheltered me, taught me what love felt like, and touched my …