Pain Pleasure Lust Love Given the gift that keeps on giving. This Sinful Sunday is brought to you by the letter G.
Anxious Anticipation. Teetering between terrified and ecstatic. My stomach flips between anxious, flittering butterflies and growling, hungry lion as I think of you and I together. I want you, Oh, how do I. If I counted the ways...
I am a very smiley person. So, most of the time I’m taking photos of my face, I’ll be smiling. One snap with my phone yesterday morning and I got something more sultry.
Continuing my theme of fevered anticipation, another writing based on my recent experience of wanting someone so much I physically ache. Goddamn it April, hurry your ass up! Erotic Visitation I am haunted By the weight of...
Prompt image by the fab Barefoot Sub I have to say,most time I join in with Masturbation Monday I tend to have my piece written then I go look at what the photo is. This time though, I saw this photo on Twitter and my cogs started...
When I saw the ‘I’m shy’ loveheart sweet I knew I needed to use it in a Sinful Sunday image. The one I have chosen, you can’t read the wording, hence choosing the one above as a header, so you can see just...
So, whilst at Eroticon this year I not only heard about boobday, I joined in a fab photo featuring many boobs that will feature on boobday soon. Yay. Why had I not heard of it before? I mean, it seems like something I should join in...
This Porn Poem was written for a very special someone as I sat on a busy tube heading into Eroticon one day. If anyone looked over my shoulder…I guess it tentatively fits in with the ‘holding hands’ theme for Wicked...
This piece of erotica is the kind that comes direct from real life. I want someone, I want them bad (the feeling is verymuch mutual) but we can’t get together and do anything about it for a while yet. And when I was telling my...
Red is my favourite colour. So as soon as I got this cute Bondara Chemise in the post I had to give it a sneaky try on. You get to choose which of the following photos you prefer today as I don’t have the confidence to pick...
Written for and inspired by my wonderful, loving and cheeky husband, Kev Blisse. I love your fingers on me. I love other bits of you to, your mouth, your cock, your chest against mine…but that’s not the focus of this. Your hard...
I like rope, it seems, when it hurts. Funny that, anyone would think I was a masochist or something.