I was nervous, I'd never been to where he lived. In fact, he'd always come to my flat, and here I was after one of his abrupt calls. Valentine's Day loomed and I wasn't eager for a night alone in my bed as usual. This man was unexpected because the first time I hosted him... Continue Reading →
A Sunday’s touch | new year |
White snowflakes flow adorning the grounds. The rest of the country tranquile and upset, as we enter the new year locked in like caged birds in summer. A time to reflect and be grateful for many didn't cross the river to the new year and some lives still hanging on a thread. And to have... Continue Reading →
A potion of your love
It's a feeling of emptiness, as if an empty cauldron designed for gallons of water but instead stored in the darkness, empty. Everyone is there but no one is really there The walls speak louder, as they seem to have more to life than you. They provide safety and security but could never really hold... Continue Reading →
One night only: (chapter 9) before you cum inside… 2
He pulled me to the edge of the bed, eyes glistening in the light of the moon as he looked into my eyes. He looked so much taller between my legs. His shoulders broader and his skin, like he had been kissed by the night. I wanted to devour him but not before he devoured... Continue Reading →
The number of time’s I’ve fucked you.
All it takes is the sound of your voice Even when it's an illusion in my head, For my body to respond. For a violent pulse of electricity To ripple through my body Lifting the hairs on my skin, Raising goose bumps from tranquility And calling upon the waters in womanhood. My pussy will hit... Continue Reading →