
After Hours: Headshots
I wanted to show my neck and pretty gold earring. He said I should have my curls on each side because it would be more feminine.
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I wanted to show my neck and pretty gold earring. He said I should have my curls on each side because it would be more feminine.
Read MoreRead MoreFrom forehead on the mat to tip toe balancing, I was transfixed by the sight of her beautiful suffering.
“Does it hurt?” is by far the most common question I get regarding my Shibari practice.
Read MoreI was jogging along the River Thames when I felt the rhythmic vibrations of my phone. Definitely more than one message, but I wasn’t going to stop to check.
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It’s been ages since I’ve had a mind-blowing orgasm. Mostly it’s been a splintered pleasure where I cum while half in my body and half outside it, a single toy under the blankets, an ear perked up listening for chirps from the digital door. A gilded cage is what it felt like, the past few weeks I shared a gilded cage with others.
“Tell me what you want and I’ll make sure my wife gets it for you.”
Read MoreAt the agreed upon hour, I heard a knock on my door. I grab you by the belt buckle and lead you inside.
Read MoreWe were sitting on either side of his couch watching Yellowstone while hella stoned. At some point I stretched my body like a golden cat in the afternoon sun and my cold soles touched his thigh.
Read MoreI’d never done anything like this before and my heart thumped nervously in my chest as I pulled into the parking lot. After battling with self doubt and uncertainty, I released a long sigh and loosened my grip on the steering wheel.
Read MoreWhen it rains, I always consider canceling plans. Water can soothe or smother, and I don’t like thinking about traction. Thankfully, today I didn’t cancel. I braved the cold and rain to play some public games.
Read MoreAs the man taps, taps, taps, gray falls away, revealing a roaring orange flame. Footsteps approach as he raises the cigarette to his lips.
Read MoreYou were breaking glow lamps so that we could carry the light. Shattered glass bounced beneath us in different colors like fireworks on the floor.
Read MoreTheir first night together was nothing like she imagined. She spent most of the night with eyes closed wishing him to touch her.
Read MoreListen as I sing in the shower, listen as water washes away traces of our desire. Inhale the fragrance of my bodywash as it snakes through the air, lingering like smoke in the atmosphere.
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