CW: Urination I turn my head to look at him and deep sigh catches in my chest, tugging tightly, demanding my attention is drawn away from the card game we are playing and instead, as is often the case, I am swept up in the fervour he ignites in me. Fuck, is there any aspect […]
I’m kneeling in a puddle of my own making. I dripped and gushed as his fingers fucked me, as my legs were spread and face was shoved against the cold wall. That was before though … Now the mess has long since been made and I’m where every dirty girl deserves to be. The kitchen […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
The world is in chaos … Pandemic. Apocalypse. Ends of Days. Dawn of hell. Who really knows what the final judgment will be. In amongst it all though there is pleasure to ease the pain, love to combat hate, and most of all for me, a desperate, aching need to keep on fucking you as […]
I don’t know how it’s possible that I fit there so well, my head upon his shoulder, my body curled against his, I’m pliant and soft, as his arms wrap around me and pull me close against him as sleep washes over us and the fervour we feel for one another seeps into our dreams. […]
There are things I never wanted. Despite the fact they are dirty, delicious and understandably appealing. There are things I never needed because the very idea of inviting them into my life made my head whirl and my heart flutter. Those are the things that I find myself craving in the very deepest depths of […]
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. […]
