As usual, mind is moving fast and I need to write. I met up with H.H and Lola for dinner tonight. They are lovely by the way. I’ve met a few fellow bloggers in the last 3.5 months and I’m glad for every experience. I tell everyone I meet that I’m terribly awkward and it’s …
Been a while for this one too… — The trains been interesting lately. I’m fixated on the obviously gay young guy standing across from where I’m sitting, my music throbbing in my ear as I wonder about his proclivities when we reach a stop on the line. Out of the corner of my eye the …
His hand darts between my thighs and I grip his wrist unable to decide if his touch is welcomed or not. Friend or foe? My pussy can’t very well decide… No, my pussy says friend with each wet squelch. “I barely know you.” My words are trembly even as I let my thighs splay open …
It was an obligatory kiss. Too perfect in its execution to be anything but fake, mirroring the look in his eyes as he held her in his arms. She resisted the urge to wipe her hand across her mouth when he released her. The smell of coffee still on his breath seemed to linger on …
Slicing deep, I feel nothing except the most heady relief as my skin parts like too tender meat under the blade. I’m removed from myself then. Released, renewed, reinvented as my blood runs down my forearm to puddle on the table. This cut, like most things in my life, isn’t as deep as it seems. …
It’s rare that I want to rework a story especially as volatile as this piece. This story, this feeling I have of needing to explore having my choice removed, demanded a second look. This is purely unedited, crotch grabbing fiction. Part of me wonders if I secretly ask for it. Not in the length of …
I haven’t written a SoTW since July 22! Oh no! But I got a little Robin Thicke here and he knows what to do with a good girl. 😉 “Be a good girl and let me lead.” She let his hands settle low on her hips, pulling her flush against him. The easy way he …
A nebulous thought She thought she wasn’t afraid to die. Each year of her life opened and closed with her belief that if her end came she’d accept it with grace. Everyone claims they have no fear until the moments it’s upon you and fear is the only thing you have. “I’m too young,” she …
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 …
I realized the rate of quality stories coming from me has dropped lately. There are probably a host of reasons including the fact that I’m acting out more of my fantasies so there isn’t as much to write about. Then again, I’m wondering if it stems from a lack of true inspiration on my part. …