He strips off slowly, his hips betraying his eagerness; belt, jeans, red lace thong. I ignore the lingerie, I want what’s under it, and I want to see it in his hand.
Ophelia
Ophelia never really loved me, and I guess I always knew that. I wanted her to love me back, so much so that I never ever told her how I felt because I was so sure she did not feel the same way. I guess some things are just too pure and hopeful to give…
Tea, Sir?
Tea and a blowjob is exactly what I’d love to wake up to.”
Strawberry Blonde
I want to fuck her in the sunshine, on warm soil, knees and hands blackened with fragrant earth, the pale, soft, faces of the strawberry flowers looking on. I want to smell the tiny, sweet berries crushing beneath us. I want to lay under the curtain of her red-gold hair and feel the crushing…
Communion
{Content Warning} : contains language that perverts Catholic ritual and terminology. Also: degradation, name calling.
Be My Dumb Baby Doll
Just unplug your mind, Doll, and listen to my voice. Close those heavy eyes and part those pretty lips, sweet-licked and glossy. Touch yourself, yes, like that, and drag your fingernails across your nipples. You know you want to be my dumb Baby, don’t you? My empty headed, pretty thing to tease and touch and…
Wildflower
“You know that feeling when you meet someone and they just crawl up under your skin and move into your head? They become an itch you can’t scratch, a ghost you can’t evict, and every moment, from that moment on, is just a little bit different? Such has been my beautiful burden since the night…
That Soft, Hot Mouth
She’s making sweet angel-baby sounds, crooning and mewling as I writhe over her face. Her mascara is smudging on my thighs and that alone is almost enough to make me come. Somewhere in this pleasure haze I can feel the white-hot crescents of her fingernails in the flesh of my ass and it’s getting me…
‘Twas the Scene Before Christmas
‘Twas the scene before Christmas, when all through the kitchen A submissive was squirming, whining, and twitching. Her throat was adorned with a red leash and collar As her Dominant fucked her, sucked her and mauled her. The steel plug was nestled all snug in her cheeks, while her nipples were tortured and suffered…
The Thirteen Spanks of Christmas
CONTENT WARNING: This is a juicy bit of #SeasonalSapphicSmut. It has shades of D/s dynamics and features a Yuletide birching with a branch off the old Christmas tree. Oh Tannenbaum? More like “Oh, tanned ‘er bottom”, am I right? Perhaps I’ve had too much nog, or not enough. Either way, enjoy!
Messy
“It might be messy …” My voice trails off as he slaps my bare thigh. I’ve been teasing him and being naughty and I’m mere moments from paying the price for my insolence. He crams his hand possessively between my legs and I press hard into him, needy. “I’m gonna fuck this.” he grunts and…
Snapshot
“Who’ll give you time to cry? Who’ll give you time to find yourself, somewhere on the outside?” Esme sat in the middle of her bed and rolled herself a joint. She was tired of the grim greyness around the edge of her vision, tired of finding Rey’s hairs on her sweaters, tired of all…
I’m short and spooky and so are my stories
A few years ago I posted a Kinky Halloween Wish List of filthy, fun and frighteningly festive things I’d like to do, like have sex in a cemetery or go to a luxe costumed sex party, a la Eyes Wide Shut. My tastes haven’t changed and I still haven’t crossed anything off that list, so making…
Voyeur
The shutter had become her eye. She walked through the world seeing things in snap shots, moments clipped from life and developed in her mind. She preferred an old fashioned camera; heavy, mechanical, with spools of delicate film in tidy black tubes. She was forever on the hunt to capture the poignant and the pained…
Your Kiss Is a Love Letter
“The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley She squeezes in close against me, cheek to my cheek, arm extended, our grins mirrored back to us in the phone’s camera. She laughs and says “Say penis!” instead of…
Sisters of the Moon
And a black widow spider makes More sound than she And black moons in those eyes of hers Made more sense to me Heavy persuasion Sisters of the Moon – Fleetwood Mac It had been a halcyon day, years ago now, warm with summer sunshine and the sweet smell of clover and alfalfa. Hands…