Blathering Blooms – Tale of a Wedding Bouquet
The blushing bride is holding them so tight; Rose worries they’ll be crushed before the grand finale. The reason for being shoved in this bouquet with these sordid flowers at all.
Life of A Kinky Wife
Built from experience. Designed for practice
Category Fiction
Works of fiction and fictionalised true stories about marriage, love, kink and especially sex.
Dirty Sheets – Chapter 1
The image shows the woman standing bent over at the waist, as she pulls black pumps onto her feet. She completely nude from the waist down, bar the black stockings. Her arms are covered with a red knitted sweater, much like the one my date is wearing.
The Librarian – Auto Erotic
My eyes keep returning to her legs, which are slightly spread, skirt hitched up to mid-thigh. The tops of her stockings peek out, waving a little hello. Above, creamy thighs tickle my senses.
Scratching an Itch – Sexual Fantasy
my fantasies become erotic stories. Once they are written, I don’t think of them again, at least not in a sexual way.
Picture of Passion
She arches her back further tilting her head to look at me, pressing her moist flesh into my hand. “Give me a hand,” she says again, before subtly batting her lashes.
The Librarian – Dinner and a Show
I’m holding him in place with one foot and rubbing the other in long, rough strokes up the front of his cock. Each pass over the bulbous tip, I separate my toes to brush against his frenulum.
The Librarian – An Intimate Introduction
This is part one of The Librarian Series. You can find part 2 here and part 3 here. I first saw her while designing the new community gardens. She was exquisite in her black pencil skirt and white button-down. The…
Comings and Goings
I unzip my trousers and sigh as my hard shaft is freed from the confines of my boxers. It’s like a breath of fresh air, and I take a deep inhalation, mimicking the sensation.
Melts in my Mouth
It fits perfectly inside my hand as my fingers circle its circumference gently. Lowering my head, I take the rounded top into my mouth
Sunday afternoon Shenanigans
lazy Sunday afternoon. The rest of the day is looking like more of the same. He’s waiting for me as I exit the shower, a cloud of steam wafting in my wake.