I realise that my diary-like accounts of meetings with H run long. I’ve looked at this one and thought about splitting it up, but you know, I think it’s works best all together like this. So, fair warning, this is a long post...
Whenever I see H I feel vibrations of lust radiating throughout my body. I feel the vibrations in the air around us. A Tension. A need. A want. I was attempting to be on my best behaviour as H’s housemate was in (and answered the...
Afterwards Reminders at the most mundane moments. The edge of a drinks bottle on kiss and bite plumped lips. Bag strap across breast bruises, bag banging on deeply sore butt. Sitting becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Public...
Selfie taken on the coach heading to see H So, you might have seen some of my ridiculously horny posts over the last few weeks. They were all inspired by H who I have been waiting patiently (well, sorta patiently) to play with...
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...
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...
On Sunday. I mean, she’s always in me, happily waiting for a bit of fun time pain to come her way. But for a while she’s been relatively easily pleased. My last play session involved some fantastically evil implements, but...
Now, a little while ago I wrote How to Woo a V, the essential guide on how to handle me and get the play you want. In it I mentioned how I wanted to be wooed, essentially to take away any doubts I’d have a cut down on my worrying...
Sometimes me and Mr Blisse get in after an event and just collapse into bed. This was not one of those times. We were both revved up and kisses moved on to caresses and caresses moved to his fingers inside me and on my clit. I came quickly...
I met The Blonde One (Blonde) a few months ago at pizza munch. We hit it off there and got to chatting via messages later. We’ve seen each other a few times at events, even casually played a little bit. I mean, how can I resist a...
I’ve not been well for a little while, my asthma is kicking my arse but I found this poem I wrote a couple of years ago and decided to share today! All That Matters It’s this that keeps us sane, after death...
Birthday Doxy inspired fiction written to explore a fantasy that could become reality… I can’t see a thing, my wrists are secured above my head and it’s really very quiet. Well, apart from the sound of my heart beating...