He laughed, unsteady, bemused. “You must be joking.” He walked her, still wrapped around him, to the sofa, laid her down on the brown leather couch, and came down over her. With a hand on the side of her face, he kissed her again, loving the way she looked underneath him.
“Do you remember?” His voice was gruff, a controlled growl, like an animal waiting to pounce. And oh, how her traitorous body wanted him to pounce.
“I was just thinking we didn’t ask how many orgasms I can have. Is there a limit? Because I’m going to come really fast and you’ve just barely started.”Read More
“I want you,” he pitches his voice only loud enough for me to hear, “to go over to that gentleman with the purple tie, get on your knees in front of him, unzip his pants, and suck his cock.”Read More
I can only obey him. I have no other choice.Read More
“No,” he cuts me off, looking at me for a few more long moments. God, I want to fidget with something, but I keep my hands wrestled to my sides.
“Unbutton your shirt.”Read More
My legs aren't doing their job very well. I feel an irrational sense of annoyance at them for making me concentrate to remain standing when every other cell in my body is screaming for release.Read More
"I..." Oh fuck. This seemed like such a brilliant idea four hours ago. I quickly glance at the door. He's a teacher. What the fuck am I doing?Read More
"Show me." He commands once more, taking my other hand in his and placing it on my breast.Read More
My chemical romance may be a stable compound, but our passionate exploration is by no means diluted.Read More
"I decide on all three, perfectly wrapped in tight little bundles. I’m just about to close the box when something purple and shiny catches my eye."Read More
My thighs tremble against the restraint of the bar. I want to squeeze, but I can't. I know I'm making all kinds of incoherent sounds but I don't even care until suddenly, his hand is gone.Read More
I came to the conclusion that I just love big breasts and I do want them. I want to play with them and watch my husband play with them. I want to see his ropes strapping them up, weaving around them with pretty chained clamps decorating them.Read More
I lie with a stranger in my bed of desolation. His energy fills my empty places and soothes my ragged wounds. For a moment in time, I think I have found it, but I am alone again. I am lost.Read More
Everything he possessed dissolved into me.Read More
This prompt about gadgets made me think of the first vibrating thing I used to bring myself to orgasm and the monster it created (he he he).Read More
Santa's getting kinky this year! This is a "make you chuckle" take on an old Christmas favorite.Read More
No one looks forward to their office Christmas party - unless your office is a gym and your Christmas party is happening at a reserved club in Hollywood...Read More
He Whispers to My SoulRead More
We fucked in the woods like a couple of horny teenagers - that little bluejay just staring at us the whole damn time.Read More