I wonder if you can smell me in your sleep, colouring your thoughts and invading your dreams. I have marked you with my scent, putting it on your skin, your lips, reminding you that I am here, reminding you who you belong to.
I like having you smell of me, walking around in the world like a shadow of me, wafting around you as you go about your day, a hint of me touching you … Continue Reading
Updated to add a hot little audio version I did for Girl On The Net’s amazing audio porn project: See link at the bottom of this post.
On the floor, hands cuffed, you are cowed, and hurt, and scared. And I am standing over you calling you a fucking bitch and a dirty slut and I have a strap-on that I am forcing into your mouth and down your throat, listening to you gag, … Continue Reading
“Kneel,” I say, and my stomach lurches with lust as you immediately drop to your knees, your hands still clasped behind your head.
I tilt your chin up, lean down and bring your mouth to me, touching your lips softly with mine, nudging your mouth open. I hold back a moan in my throat as you aggressively reach up for more, your tongue entering my mouth, and I return your kiss hard, pulling your mouth … Continue Reading
You say to me ‘please, Ma’am’ and I know what you mean.
You mean ‘hit me hardest now, I want to be bruised and battered and sorry-sore for ages afterward, so make it count please Ma’am, and I can take it pretty hard, don’t hold back, and then please during or after or before, please kiss me and let me beg for you to kiss me because I want my mouth to feel your mouth … Continue Reading
It’s been twelve days, you have never felt closer to me, you have never been more beautiful.
I come over you not coming for me, and then I come again. I come over how much you want to come. I come over you thanking me for not letting you come. I come over you getting hard for me over and again. I come over you nearly coming and struggling to stop yourself. I come over … Continue Reading
We are lying face to face in bed, you are naked, I am dressed. I am touching you, stroking you gently, my face close to yours and I am talking to you about what you really want me to do rather than this gentle touching of your face, your arms, your nipples, your stomach, your cock and you are watching my lips move as I talk and I am watching you watching.
‘You want me … Continue Reading
I smell like sex when I leave you, a low musky scent, and if I can smell my own wetness, I have to think I am walking around with pheromones bleeding out of my pores, floating around me like big neon signs that flash ‘in heat, come and get me’. I feel like I have a hunger written on my face, and every man I see looks like prey, and they know they do and … Continue Reading