The corner
The room inside Club Amour was dimly lit, so much so that it was difficult to see the faces of those within. Dotted around the room, there was comfortable seating on which people sat drinking…
Angels
I sit and waitDoes an angel contemplate my fateAnd do they knowThe places where we goWhen we’re grey and old‘Cause I have been toldThat salvation lets their wings unfoldSo when I’m lying in my bedThoughts…
Collars
Collars have been a feature of our relationship from the beginning. A sign of ownership, even before he truly owned me. They were a symbol of his power and control over me. To begin with…
Smut
The 2018 Smut Marathon has ended. 85 writers began their smutty journey in January and last weekend the winner, Exhibit A was crowned. The final 7 stories were, not surprisingly, longer than in previous rounds.…
Control through sex
He pushed his cock in slowly, stretching the entrance to my tight hole. Once he had slid in a little, he withdrew allowing the tip to run across my piercing. The feeling as the hard…
Bathtime
This month’s Sinful Sunday prompt is Bokeh. This is about producing an image where a blur is produced through parts of the image being out of focus. I thought this would be an ideal way…
Amour
Time to write more fiction, as I have recently been saying. For the first time, I am submitting this to the Friday Flash Meme. The little story below is 200 words. The taxi driver dropped…
Sex bloggers R us
It is 6 and a half years since I joined the sex blogging world. When I started my blog was about describing new experiences and their emotional effect on me. A diary of events mixed…
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