I like to write. I like to write about sex. I have a dirty mind and I am excited to share it with other dirty minds out there. Also, I welcome feedback on my writing; good, bad, or ugly. I’d love to develop some of my characters for longer prose, perhaps even novels, so please let me know what works and what doesn’t! See below for my latest posts. Thanks again for visiting!
I had been working at the office for a couple of years at that point. I was basically the only girl who made it past the two year mark, according to my boss, Mark. In hindsight, it was kind of weird thing to say out loud. “Becca, you’re a trooper,” he would always say. What a great way to give someone a compliment without actually meaning it. It was an ok job, but it was just that. A job. I…
Hi. I just want to assure you that I am, in fact, still alive. I know it’s been a while since you’ve all heard from me, but, 2020 has been a real bitch. But I don’t have to tell you that. This year has been a bitch to everyone. I’ve been off the radar, and I’ve been social distancing in more ways than one. I’m sure no one wants to hear about my trials and tribulations, as I’m sure many…
I recently had in issue with consent. Not in real life, but in a work of fiction I was writing. I’m going to be honest, it’s not something I’ve ever given much thought to in my work. When it comes to issues sexual relationships and consent, fiction has different rules than reality. Or does it? In the first draft of my short story, the main character is on vacation, having a terrible time with her boyfriend, and ends up meeting…
The sun was shining, alone in the sky with no clouds in sight to keep it company. It was directly overhead, beating down onto Sara’s body, which was almost fully exposed except for her brand new bikini which she just purchased for the trip. In fact, she had seven brand new bikinis; one for every day she was going to be there. She couldn’t be seen wearing the same suit twice while at the resort or on the beach. Harrison,…
I lit a cigarette as we both lay naked in her bed, our legs still intertwined. Spent . I knew she had a boyfriend. And she knew I had a boyfriend too. That might have been what made it even hotter. “You’re the first girl I’ve been with who knows how to scissor,” she said, chuckling. “It’s an art,” I replied. “I’ve studied a lot of porn.” “Well, I love your artwork, and I’ll be the canvas any day,” she…
It was like she’s done this many times before. Her tongue dancing on my clit, bringing me so close to orgasm, but I held it in. I let it build. I opened my eyes and caught sight of him fucking her from behind as she licked me. He pushed his thick cock inside her pussy slowly, making her feel every inch. He wanted to cum. He looked me in the eyes and he slowly pushed in and lit. She moaned…
“Dave and Maggie broke up,” Charlie told me, as he set his phone down on the counter. “Oh, I liked Maggie,” I said, with a mouthful of my morning Cheerios. “Eh, she was a bitch,” Charlie replied. “Ok then, haha,” I said. “Well, Dave’s pissed. I guess she cheated on him.” “Oh yeah, fuck that bitch, then. Is Dave doing ok?” I didn’t really care how Dave was doing. He’s kind of an asshole and I definitely get why Maggie…
The feel of her tongue on my clit was like heaven. She maneuvered her mouth around it like an artist with a brush, using the wetness of my own pussy to her advantage, making art with my canvas. As she inhaled through her nose, the air rushing across my skin gave me a sweet sensation that made my inner thighs tremble. I was cumming again. And again. I grabbed two handfuls of her brown hair and pulled hard, enough for…
I never should have agreed to that threesome. His fucking birthday. You made it all seem like it was for him. But it was for you, you selfish bitch. You knew I wanted you. And you just toyed with me. But I wanted it too. I let it happen. We met up countless times after that. Just you and me. He didn’t know. Because you had to feed your desires. You fucking want to have it both ways. Well, you…
The door to the coffee shop opened, and the girl I matched with walked through it. She was soaked from the rain. Her hair was matted down and her black eye makeup was running. Fucking sexy as shit. It made her look like she just finished a multi hour tantric sex romp. Her rain soaked white tank top was clinging to her perfectly proportioned chest. Her jean shorts hugging her small, but perfectly rounded ass. This girl was who I…