The heat is beginning to get to us. It’s inescapable without the refuge of air conditioned shopping malls or movie theatres, but gone are the carefree days of milling around indoors when the summer heat spikes. The heat is insufferable …
Let’s play Summer School. I’ll be the teacher, you be the student. I’ll put my hair up in a bun and wear my glasses, I’ll rap you on the knuckles if you fidget or misbehave. You can skip the panties, …
The thermometer by the back door belied the heat of the afternoon; it was breezeless and blue-skyed, the kind of heat that made Owen’s blood feel thick and syrupy. Mowing the lawn had been a mistake, he should have waited …
I. Far away, the night between us grows darker, stars can only dream of such an inky bed to sleep in. A thousand light years or a minute, your thoughts transcribed in ones and zeros, mine in answer, zeros and …
I don’t often ask to come, but I did tonight. I was feeling backed up, as if I couldn’t quite fully relax. There’s no statute of limitations on orgasms when I have sex with other partners, but he unequivocally owns …
We will be caught when the hot rain makes rivers of the back roads and there is nothing to do but wait out the storm We will kiss filthysweet and full of longing feet on the dashboard sweat between our …
Ophelia never really loved me, and I guess I always knew that. I wanted her to love me back, so much so that I never ever told her how I felt because I was so sure she did not feel …
Anyone can be a dumb, little bimbo, drunk on my cock. I want more. I want a clever little slut bitch. Tell me, baby, who’s my clever bitch?
{Content Warning} : contains language that perverts Catholic ritual and terminology. Also: degradation, name calling.
Just unplug your mind, Doll, and listen to my voice. Close those heavy eyes and part those pretty lips, sweet-licked and glossy. Touch yourself, yes, like that, and drag your fingernails across your nipples. You know you want to be …
