Surviving a breakup is hard, but getting through a ‘conscious un-coupling’ should be easier, right? Not so in this case.
Summer School
Let’s play Summer School. I’ll be the teacher, you be the student. I’ll put my hair up in a bun and wear my glasses, I’ll rap you on the knuckles if you fidget or misbehave. You can skip the panties, just the skirt will do, and snip off the top three buttons of your blouse.…
Lewds, Love and Lust
I had a beautiful moment of self love today. They are fairly rare, to be honest. It’s not often that I really feel love for my body. I try to be appreciative of it’s utility but I am mostly ambivalent about its beauty. I don’t find my body repulsive to look at or unpleasant to…
Bi Erasure and other reasons it took me 37 years to accept my sexuality
My name is Violet Fawkes and I’m bisexual. No ifs, ands, or buts. Gosh, that felt good to say.
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…