The feel of his arm across my back settles the nervous flutter in my stomach. His hand smooths over my ass so slow, exciting me in a much different way. I’ve wanted this for days and I can’t help the way my hips lift, beseeching him to give me what I need. He palms my …
Note: I got so excited writing this. Something about this girl… There she is again. Big, Beautiful, Sexy Woman. I hadn’t forgotten about this curvy beauty, but seeing her again sent my mind to wandering on my morning commute to work (yes, I’m thinking naughty things as I travel half awake to work). She’s probably …
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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 want. My post work, fatigue muddled brain wants him for no other reason than the way his shoulders stretch his blue shirt. That and his …
I haven’t been able to write in days. It’s like the stories are stuck. Stories on the train has been brewing, but I’ve been distracted. My hope is it’ll bubble up soon. Here’s just something short and unedited to loosen the cobwebs. A pic is up on twitter to accompany this. I sit in the …
Doing a prompt from Andy. Tried the non-standard prompt and used the one I picked as the title. My word count: > 200 — I need you For more than kisses Need lasting Permanent Greater than sex Stick around And be my Forever She rolled to her stomach and lifted her ass into the air. …
This is the story I gave to Nate for my interview. Figured I’d post it here with the song so you can listen as you read. He liked to believe he wasn’t violent, but the moment she started with those snarky comments his anger spiked. She used that mouth and tongue of hers like a …
Got my posts mixed up because I didn’t have the song of the week ready yesterday. Decided to combine it with Andy’s prompt. Prompt: Permanent Marker Word count: 199 (ish? I rearranged some things) “What. The fuck?!” The roar of his voice vibrating the bedroom walls made Vivian freeze. As if in slow motion, she …
Man, it’s been a long week. Lazy day for me. Everything in me focused on getting home though I couldn’t help checking out each person that stepped on the train. Fatigue slowed my mind down, but the longer I watched people, the more my creativity tried to sit up and took notice. He’s a naughty …
It’s pretty apparent that I’ve abandoned ship on the Twelve Week Challenge front. It was good in some respects and props to Panty Parade for helping me through my writer’s block. You should follow her, by the way. I find her posts frank and refreshingly honest. So, where am I at the end (my end) …