Category: Passion

TMI Tuesday – Three Is The Magic Number

It’s been a while since I joined in with TMI Tuesday, but I really do find it a fun way for my readers to get to know me better. Hopefully with more time to blog now I will be getting involved on a weekly basis. Please do consider getting involved and take a look through the other blog that are joining in.

1. ​You can only keep 3 things: (pick and explain your choices)

Coffee
Jewelry
Books
Chocolate
Wine or Beer
Netflix
Tacos

Books, Chocolate and Netflix. Books because I think the world would be a much duller place if I didn’t have the wonderful writing of other to explore. Chocolate because I have a crazy sweet tooth and the thought of never eating chocolate again makes me feel quite sad! I try to eat it moderately but when I do eat it I LOVE it. Netflix because it’s the only access I have to T.V shows (I don’t own a Television), and sometimes it really is just nice to relax with a bar of chocolate and a few episodes of something I enjoy. Gives my brain a bit of a break from the thinking it seems to do constantly.

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Erotica – A Twist of Fate

I did a double take as I passed the window, surely I didn’t see what I thought I saw. When a second glance seemed to confirm my initial suspicions, I had to grab the binoculars for a closer look. Just to be certain.

Sure enough amid the sand and rocks, a gentleman’s pert bottom was in view. My eyes were glued to my binoculars as I took in the full extent of the scene. Clothes piled neatly on one rock, a camera and tripod in front of him, I watched as he manoeuvred himself into a variety of poses once he had pressed the button on the camera which clearly had a self timer on the go.

I hadn’t realised how captivated I had been while watching him until he started to pack his things away. As I wondered who this mystery man was and why on earth he was taking nude photos on the beach that was a stones throw from my home, I watched in horror as he lost his footing and in a clear effort to save his camera he neglected to save himself.

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The Passenger

‘Can I come along … just for the ride?’

I sighed heavily. This was meant to be our evening, just me and him. Not her.

He’d promised an evening of romance and sensual delights. I’d dressed carefully, sexy yet soft. I wanted to be seductive, for him to to be planning what he’d like to do to me once he got me home after dinner, I also wanted to be seduced. I wanted his hands to roam across my flesh, making me whimper and beg for more. That would not happen with her there. I glare at her furiously, knowing that once she has spoken there is no way I am leaving her behind.

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Naughty Kitten

I’m not invited into Daddy’s bed tonight. The four poster I am frequently tied to, as flowing drapes hide us from the world. My misdemeanours mean I am to remain on the outside while Daddy entertains our guest.

To start of their evening, dinner was cooked and served by me. Impressed with the dishes I prepared for them Daddy places some kitten treats in my bowl. As always it was placed under the table at Daddy’s feet, when I am finished I rest my head against his lap and wait for further instruction.

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#SinfulSunday: There Is Pleasure …

There is pleasure
In his pain
In his willingness
To submit
To the whims
Of a Sadist

There is pleasure
In the raw
Red
Welts
Of my desire
That shine so brightly
Upon his flesh

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I Wish I’d Taken the Photo

I wish I’d taken the photo.

He’s lying on his back, one arm at his side, the other folded under his head. The fact it is post sex means he is beautifully naked. Exactly as he should be all the time in my opinion. The gym sessions are showing, muscle definition is popping in all the right places. In all honestly I want to have the sex all over again as I look at him.

I wish I’d taken the photo.

Why is it then, if he is so glorious, that I am thinking of you?

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#SinfulSunday: His T-Shirt

His T-Shirt

I wonder if you can feel me
As I breathe you in
As your scent emanates
From soft folds of fabric
Lying against my skin

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