I’ll talk about scratching as a kink in a regular post soon I hope. – I’m not sure how I let her talk me into stuff like this. She pouted those full lips at me, flashed a little boob, and promised any position I’d like, and then there I was in a place I loathed. …
This is my second story for the photo challenge with Wesley. You can find my first (suspense) story here as well as the photo inspiration. This is also my post for Wicked Wednesday. – “Pardon, Miss.” Marie jumped as a janitor came up behind her. He brushed by, pushing a bucket and wielding a squeegee. …
She stood on the curb, the wind playing lightly along the hem of her dress. An alert flashed on her phone, signaling the arrival of her Uber right as a large white SUV with tinted windows and chrome hubcaps pulled up. The window lowered and she picked up her bag. A man with a pretty …
My blog has gone through many iterations in the 14 years I’ve been blogging. This post is an old one from a long dead site that I just rediscovered. It’s from when I was first discovering what I wanted and when erotic writing was a new endeavor for me. Enjoy it, warts and all. – …
While this was a writing task given to me to complete, I want to give a shout to TitsAndTestTubes who recently wrote a nice little long distance piece – Ping me when you’re free The words scrolled across the open text box. She hustled to finish clearing off her bed so there was nothing impeding …
“No.” The wooden spoon rapped against my knuckles. I ground my teeth and attempted the step again. “Wrong.” He brought the spoon down hard and I yelped that time. My knuckles throbbed from the repeated smacks and I’m on the verge of launching myself at him. “Your glare accomplishes nothing. It certainly will not caramelize …
Unedited, shortie. To help with the block. – He kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip before grasping her hair to yank her head back. The way her eyes widened behind her glasses made him hard. He rubbed the growing bulge as he urged her to her knees. She locked on to his hand as …
This may not be the place for this, but I don’t feel like putting this on my other site. Let me start by saying I’m at work (I was at the time I wrote this) and it’s the middle of the night (not so much now) so the title is asking forgiveness for what could …
Tears streak down my face, wetting the sheets my cheek is pressed into. I’m bound, bound because I begged to be. Hands under my thighs, palms pressed against my quads, rope looping tight around and around my wrist and digging into my hamstrings. My legs spread wide, ankles tied to the bed frame. The gag …
You’re a tease. That flirty skirt was meant to draw me in, giving glimpses of your plump ass and juicy pussy. You looked up at me with those big brown eyes, begging me to take hold of you. Not just take hold… Your teasing makes me want to squeeze you, choke you, bruisehurtfuck you. My …