I put a blindfold on him and stand close.
I lean into his ear, whisper, “You are going to undress me, and kiss me all over, starting at my feet…”
He nods, smiles broadly, “Yes Ma’am!”
He is nervous, eager, shifting from foot to foot.
He reaches out tentatively to make contact with me, starts at the top with my shirt, fumbling awkwardly to get it off, touching my bra when it is exposed, he … Continue Reading
We are going to sneak into the movies. His eyes light up, he is delighted and surprised that I want to (“Really?! Really?!!!”). We are naughty children, giggling and running sideways into each other as we sidle into the movie illicitly, a scary movie, my favourite.
We grab a seat and settle in… he knows what I am like with scary movies, I *like* to be scared, that sudden start of fear, when my everything … Continue Reading
She crawls backwards, down his body, skin sliding on skin as she slips against him, he is restrained, open, vulnerable beneath her. His chest rises and falls quickly, deeply, almost hyperventilating as he waits, cock hard in fear and anticipation of what comes next.
She looks up at him, an amused expression on her face, her mouth close to the head of his cock, she does not touch it, breathes against him, watches it pulse … Continue Reading
He worries about me from over there, across the ocean… I eat badly and don’t sleep… He expresses it gently, quietly, persistently… *worry worry*… It is sweet, this concerned caring.
I tell him, then, to order me a salad online for my lunch, something that allows him to contribute to looking after me, to extend that concern in a practical way. The salad bar is downstairs from my work… the choices are endless and … Continue Reading
It is the middle, somewhere, between things gone before and things to come, breathless and stateless and suspended in a half-pause between want and need. Voices coloured with prickly desperation.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, I want you to fuck me Ma’am”
“I didn’t hear you say please.”
“Please Ma’am, please fuck me, please please please please please…”
… Continue ReadingWe go to a kinky film festival – short films, an arts centre out in the middle of nowhere. The ticket collector is a big man decked out head-to-toe in a pink frilly little girl’s outfit – from pink sequined shoes to pink ruffled bonnet. He is carrying a giant multi coloured lollipop. I love that. To my disappointment, he is the only one who has ‘dressed’ for the occasion.
I am wearing killer heels… Continue Reading
I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much…
I am not melancholy… ok, maybe just a little bit… it is a cloudy and cool Sunday morning, this song just played on the music video show that is on while I am having coffee and I just love love loved it in a sweetly sad way…… Continue Reading