
House Hunting
“Tell me what you want and I’ll make sure my wife gets it for you.”
Read MoreErotic Stories | Sensual Poetry | Shibari
“Tell me what you want and I’ll make sure my wife gets it for you.”
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 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.
Read MoreI ache to know the curve of your lips, the agility of your tongue, the dexterity of your fingers, the girth of your cock.
Read MoreWith the decade of my twenties almost behind me, I find myself reflecting on the men I’ve encountered along the way. There have been great guys, mediocre guys, and Ivan the Terrible. After each problematic man I remember thinking, “damn I wish someone warned me about guys like that…” Read More
No strings. No commitment. No cuddling after.
Read MoreI tried to play it cool, but when I learned the circumference of his cock, I was dripping hot, wild, and raging. Thick like a wrist I’d eagerly stretch for. Looking at you alone is enough, but your face buried in my pussy like a mango? FUCK. My favorite is when you look up and say “tell me where my tongue goes.” Commanding and demanding, what you do to me my demented mind never dreamed.
Read MoreAs Patrick’s face inched closer to the wet fabric, a heightened sense of alertness washed over him. Running her hands through his hair, Eve looked down at him and bit her lips. Her stomach muscles tightened and her senses sharpened. The room brightened as his kiss landed on the velvety softness of her inner thigh. She bit her lip and he, watching her, swore he felt her teeth on him. Read More
My pussy throbbed with every step he took toward me. I couldn’t stop looking at his perfectly proportioned face, his luscious lips, his gently shaved head. He wore a beard that I vowed to soak with my juices. Read More
It’s been some time that we’ve
been apart, but we are not here to talk.
We have catching up to do. Read More
He teased me mercilessly Read More
I’m very new to butt play, and for me it’s kind of like learning a new language. I’m not perfect at distinguishing what feels good or isolating specifics when something is inside me. But what I do know is I very much enjoy sensations on top of sensations, the more the better.