Tag #WickedWednesday

Control my Climax

I had just finished yelling, screaming actually, “I’m going to come,” before having a third orgasm in as many minutes. The wand is still buzzing away happily somewhere around my very merry nether region. I’m so sensitive the location doesn’t have to be exact, only approximate. I love it but also hate it with a passion.

Madame X

"You can paint me nude. In the end, you can place clothes upon me, if you wish, but this is the painting I want, not some stuffy portrait made for the salon"

Room with a View

The vibrations were a constant reminder now, the longer the dildo vibrated inside me the more intense it became. I was worried I was going to come, so I pushed my internal muscles out, just a bit, but then stopped as I felt the vibrator start to escape my grasp.

Doodle Dream

. I draw some fruit and cheese and crackers, a bottle of wine, and two glasses. I lay it all out and look around. Two glasses seem silly now. I go to erase the one glass and stop. Why don’t I just draw a second person? Someone to share the bottle of wine?

Meant to Be

I felt comfortable with him in a way I didn’t usually feel. He was easy to talk to and asked great questions. He focused on you when you spoke and nodded as he listened. His eyes expressed his thoughts, a conversation of his own, written on his descriptive face.