It’s that time! Time to dive deep into this week’s kink of the fortnight. Let’s talk doggy style. Face down Ass up That’s the way we like to fuck Face Down Ass Up – 2 Live Crew Coming in from behind and tapping dat behind. I’m a person who has issues with picking favorites. I …
So, I’ve been thinking about this post all week. The results for the 3rd round of Smut Marathon posted yesterday, and I was feeling very blah about the whole thing even though I’d done well. Molly was shocked I wasn’t more pleased with how it went. I was trying to explain it yesterday and wasn’t …
Something I started 5 years ago that needs to be finished (one of many things I have hidden away). It’s worth posting here even if I don’t finish it. Be my motivation! – It was always the moment before his teeth sank into her throat that woke her. She lay breathless, her heart racing. But …
He shed his clothes the moment he stepped over the threshold. Dress shirt, trousers, underwear, and socks all neatly folded and placed on the bench near the door. Nerves had threatened to unman him as always just before he pulled up, but a calm settled over him the moment he divested himself of his clothing. …
I just realized that I totally missed my 5 year blog-iversary. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to do a little history of me and my blogging/writing for conversation’s sake. Journaling had always been something I turned to as a child. It was where I went to spill my guts about boys and things I was …
I struggle with my hairy body. My ethnicity means my hair is coarse, thicker, and abundant/obvious. I struggle with not feeling comfortable showing my armpits when I’ve gone longer than two days shaving, or my legs with the stubble gets past a certain point. I am hairy. I get it on my inner thighs, this …
I feel like wearing fishnets is some cool fashion thing that I totally missed the boat on. That cool thing all girls are interested in doing or experiencing because it’s sexy and makes your legs look fun. Honestly, I’ve never been a fishnet person. I’ve never been one to wear hose, hold ups, stockings, or …
Trying to get my brain reordered so I can write other things. – It’s a packed train. You look convinced that I can’t tell it’s you touching me. The slide of your fingertips along the seem of my tight skirt is so fleeting, surely I can’t tell. I know it’s you. I turn my head, …
I’ve mentioned in the past old stories I’ve written that few have seen. I’m trying to work on writing more non-fiction/regular pieces, but fiction has always felt safe to me. Here’s something old to enjoy in the meantime. – “Give me that ass.” He slapped her flank hard, sending a bolt of pain flashing across …
Uncooperative creativity. Play with River Monsters while I wrestle with my muse. – The sun had set hours ago, going from that orange glow to dusky pink to black in what felt like seconds. Nerves were just about to get the better of her. Ris had debated the smartness of this for hours and as …