Something for MM that I may continue. Could word prompts scattered in and I’m working up to hopefully doing to poll winner. There are hints of consensual non consent present. “You sure you’re up for something like this?” Was he? Garrett glanced over to where his girlfriend sat. He’d noticed the ways her body had …
“You busy?” He glanced up briefly to see her standing in the doorway, then did a double take. Her lips were painted bright red and he could smell the vanilla lotion she liked to put on after a bath. She caught his eye and smiled before trailing her finger from her naked breast down her …
So I’ve been meaning to do a post for the food and fitness prompt since it started. Sadly, my writing has been minimal, at best. I wanted to at least try to talk about the most recent topic, which was eating out. My job requires a fair amount of moving around, something I personally enjoy. …
It’s been hell. Not even in the sense that COVID-19 is turning the world upside down, because let’s be honest that shit is extra crazy. No, it’s been hell in my head. I’ve never been formally diagnosed with clinical anxiety or depression, but I’ve struggled with both. That makes dealing with the anxiety of this …
Everything is freaking me out. I’ll focus instead on what I want, and can really use, right now. You ask me what I need. “Don’t be shy, you can tell me.” I can’t express all the things I need right now. The explicit things, the simple ones, the things that would be a balm to …
“You wanna see what I can do with a cherry stem?” She snagged the red fruit from her drink and popped the whole thing, stem and all, in her mouth. She wasn’t his type. A bottle blonde, enhanced in ways that usually turned him off. Worse, she could barely carry on a conversation, giggling and …
To be fair, this post will be just a regular old meet and greet post (maybe even a little boring as I think through my answers), but I’ll explain the title at the end. NAME (and Twitter if you have one) @thereon_cara I’ve been on twitter for a long while, but under that handle since …
I need to write something. “Open your legs for the man, baby.” I part them slowly, playing shy even as my desire is revealed. I hear the whisper of his good girl as the man he’s giving me to slides two fingers inside me. “Fuck, she’s so wet.” The man pauses as he watches his …
Just wanted to write something. He was living in a dream. Heat blowing along the back of his neck and the side of his face. The acrid smell of wood burning and smoke filling his nose. Darkness obscuring his eyes and the feel of smooth scales at his back. With each breath, the thing pressing …
I wanted to just title this invisible, but I think it’s deeper than that. A few days ago, I mentioned on twitter that I often feel, and have felt, invisible. This may spiral into a ramble, but it’s been on my mind. I’ve talked about that before, feeling unseen. Honestly, it’s this something many girls, …