When I first started my periods I was 13, and for the first year of menstruating, maybe closer to two years I mostly used sanitary towels as my method of absorption and honestly that was a miserable experience. I had leakages, a general feeling of discomfort when wearing them, they always made me feel a […]
And so you went and fucked a writer. Welcome to immortality. Erin Van Vuren We’re fucking on his sofa and he’s fingering me with such ferocious intensity I think I might cry from how good it feels, instead, I just scream into the sex void we’ve created between us and gush all over his fingers. […]
His eyes lock with mine and my breath catches in my throat, my heart pounds in my chest, my cunt drips, my cheeks flush and I wonder how the fuck is it that I belong anywhere else other than right where he is with his dick in my mouth. Or his fingers in my cunt. […]
When his hands find me as we sleep, my body relishes the involuntary acts of desire and I move into and against him, silently urging his slumbering hands to roam. He grips me without finesse or pretence, pulling my hips into position as he wraps himself around me, his cock hard against my ass, and […]
I look at you from across the room and contemplate the ache in my cunt and my brain twists and turns trying to find ways to relieve what can only be described as overpowering, all-consuming horniness. I wonder what harm could possibly be done if I was to slide my hands beneath your shirt, hidden […]
There are days when the only urge I have is the overwhelming, unshakeable compulsion to have him give me everything he’s got. When hard needs to be harder. Deep need to be deeper. Rough needs to be rougher. All the things I think I want are fucking irrelevant because all I actually want at that […]
‘There is something at work in my soul, Which I do not understand.’ Mary Shelley Have you ever loved a man whose very existence waged war against your soul? Did his merest breath upon your neck challenge you to live and breathe and think without him seeping into your veins and pulsing through your body […]
I stand under the hot shower and wash away the day, the week, the grime of everyday life and I feel you flourish upon my skin. The water evokes the memory of your touch and as I close my eyes your hands are upon me, drenching every inch of me in a longing that ripples […]
Image by Purple’s Gem and originally posted as Secret Garden. If you’ve never visited their site you are missing out, gorgeous images, fabulous writings and plenty to inspire sexy stories, just as this image has … ‘Tell me a story’ he whispered. His voice soft, his breathe tickling against my neck, as his hand meandered […]
It’s addictive; his touch. The gentle roaming of his hands across my flesh, slowly, achingly slow, testing, teasing, finding their way until I can’t help but sigh and let out a low moan that tells him he’s got my attention. Fuck! I want him! Deep in my belly, there’s a hunger for him, I can […]
