A non-Nano post. The semi-focused participant in me is not going to think about the words not counting toward the month. I’m not… Anyway, back to the point of the post. The heart and soul of sharing our shit is boosting each other up in the community. Last week’s post touched on the why it’s …
Day 3: word count 875 – “The main course is a little simpler, but no less hearty than previous dishes. A delicious beef bone broth.” She watched him move around the room, raw excitement radiating off of him as he worked the crowd. He was in his element here. Chef, host, entertainer, he was a …
Day 2. 505 words in story one. Inspired by Exhibit A’s writing prompts with song lyrics. – She arched into him, her hands gripping his wrist. Long nails left divots in his skin that drew blood, the metallic odor scenting the air. “You’re so beautiful.” He swallowed a groan as he pushed his cock inside …
“How was the gym?” She tossed her bag down and dropped on the couch beside him. Her shirt clung to her skin and she felt hot all over. “Sweaty. Intervals today on the treadmill.” She straightened her left leg out and gave it a shake. “Battling through with some endurance training.” “Did anyone notice your …
Share Our Shit Saturday is upon us. In case you’re confused, do read on. It’s funny how often we’re reminded that the world at large isn’t comfortable with sex. Oh, they’re having sex aplenty, but aren’t fond of you knowing it. They certainly aren’t fond of you having it yourself either. In the sex blogger …
She blinked. The distorted image of her body cleared, but the next blink brought it back. Grotesque. Lopsided smile, crooked teeth, bent nose, uneven breasts, bloated stomach, blotchy skin, ugly cunt. Blink. She touched her face as the image cleared again. Smooth skin was under her fingertips and in the mirror. Blink. The skin seemed …
“Up on the bed, kitten. All fours.” She positioned herself across the bed, head toward the window and bottom facing the closet. It wasn’t long before he stepped in front of her, forcing her to look up. He was naked, his cock semi-hard as he reached out to stroke her face. “My sweet little kitten …
A post for this fortnight’s KOTW inspired by this photo from Molly’s Daily Kiss Sara followed her older sister, Tirah, believing she was simply going to see Tirah being stupid on Halloween with her friends. Maybe she’d go back and tell Mom what she saw, maybe she’d join in on the fun. Sara followed eagerly …
One thing I’ve only recently thought about as I’ve entered into a relationship with DomSigns is the fact that technically I’m a third. As most people are aware, Molly is Michael’s (DomSigns or Daddy’s) wife and submissive. I admire and look up to their relationship. They’re one of the few kink-centered couples that I am …
“I’d rather be an old man’s sweetheart than a young man’s fool.” That’s a saying I learned from my mother. She’d mention it from time to time when the topic of dating came up. She’d been with a young man early in life and it took an older man to teach her a little about …