[Photography] Ready To Play
… but when you press you body against mine it awakens my demons and not many dance on the dark side like mine do. i just hope, if anything darling … you came ready to play. Words by Mason Fowler
Author: Floss
[Photography] Poems
I want his poems … … written on my body … … with the sweet salt of his tongue. Word by R.B. O.Brien
[Photography] Take a Sip
‘Before you take a sip’ she warned, ‘you should know that drinking my dreams will only lead to intoxicating orgies of wild poetry and love. ‘ Words by Jonny Ox
[Erotica] I Miss You
I am not in an LDR and my heart aches for those of you who are parted from your people, I spend only a handful of days away from Mr F and this is the kind of thing he inspires in me. I cannot even begin to imagine, what the distance is like for folks […]
[Erotica] Homecoming
I often wonder if the hypnotic, gnawing sense of desire was always mutual or if I alone had been the one desperate to plunge into the depths of him from the earliest moments of our meeting. Oh, I suspect I was alone for a while, with my dirty dreams and secret crush. What fun it […]
[Photography] Fell So Sweet
he confesses how long he’s lookedfor a place to worship and, oh,you put him on his knees.when he sinks to the floor and moanslike he can’t help himself, you wonder if the other angelsfell so sweet. Profane by Ashe Vernon
[Photography] Unfiltered Floss
What is it you see when you stop, find my eyes, and stare directly through all I have ever been? Tyler Knott Gregson It is very rare that I share an unedited photo, in fact, I don’t think there are any photos on my blog other than these that aren’t in some way edited. I […]
[Erotica] The World is Burning
The world around us is dark, both figuratively and literally. Every day is a shit storm not of our making as life during a pandemic continues to unfold, night has fallen on another day though and the curtains are drawn, the lights are off and we are ready for sleep to unfold. You pull me […]
[Photography] Love You Wildly
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced. Words by Anais Nin
[Photography] Lace? Love it or Loathe It?
Do whatever the hell it takes to make you feel real again. – Quote Unknown When I saw Kink of the Week was all about lace, I thought I’d already written a post about that, turns out I haven’t and I wasn’t sure why because I totally thought I was into lace. Then I read […]
