Princess

Sir had ordered princess over to his place.

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Spanking (A Vignette)

She stood at the St. Andrew’s Cross. Her arms stretched up, cuffs and chains kept her pressed against the leather. 

“Open your legs wider,” he whispered into her ear, and she could feel the heat of his skin radiating down her bare back.

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From Behind

I’ve never liked the name “doggy style.” But I do love sex from behind. It’s just about sex. There’s less touching and no kissing. It’s, in my experience, rougher, harder, and yes, animalistic.
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doggyI’m on my hands and knees. My cheek resting on the sheets, my hands gripping the sheets in anticipation. My ass is up, my legs spread wide. It’s a vulnerable, exposed position.
When he slams his cock into me, I group the sheets and feel myself slide forward. That is what I want – it’s what I came here for. I tilt my pelvis, controlling how deeply he can penetrate.  His hands gripping my hips pulling to him.
His thrusts are hard and rapid, his balls slapping against my pussy with every thrust. I cry out and beg for more. My hair has fallen over my face, blocking my view of him, but he wasn’t the point. I let myself go, my voice urging him on, going from begging to demanding. “fuck me, harder, more”
He responds in kind. His own stream of dirty talk, his own primal, primitive words washing over me. “Do you like my cock pounding that pussy?”
buttsI think I growl, pressing my hips back to meet his thrusts, feeling his cock slip deeper right in the edge of hurting. My nipples drag across the sheets and I rub my clit, not at all surprised to find I’m dripping wet.  I rub my clit, feeling the orgasm building inside me.
I’m sure he growls as he continues to pound into me. Even when I cry out my orgasm, he never ceases his rhythm. I ride out the orgasm,  my eyes closed behind the curtain of my hair.  I know I’ll come again before he does, so I tilt my hips and demand more, and he obliges.
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Natalie’s Night Out (part 1)

Natalie was looking forward to this night out. Des had promised her something special. She dressed according to his specifications, the wine colored stockings and garter belt, no panties of course. She slipped into the latex halter dress, find that it clung to her like a second skin. It highlighted all of her curves from her breasts and hips to the rounded outline of her thick thighs and belly. She tied the halter behind her neck, and felt herself already growing wet just thinking about what he had planned.

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Sharing Is Caring… A day late

Once again, the week has escaped me.  It seems my blahs were in good company on Twitter.  I saw a lot of “feeling down” posts floating around.  On my part, I think I’m missing romance – while I have my nesting partner, when we are both feeling down we cannot buoy the other.  My other partners are casual and fun, but not going to develop into deeper connections (probably not going to).  All of this leads me to seek out romance.

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Stolen Penis

Charity smoothed the black thigh high socks on to her legs. She savored the moment in her nakedness. Her pale thighs almost glowed next to the black stockings. She ran her hands over her hips and cupped her breasts, rubbing her nipples. While she hated putting on her clothes, she did want to get to the gathering.

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Saturday Shorts

I’ve been writing a lot of flash fiction (posted on Twitter). I like the challenge of writing prompts, but flash fiction, especially on Twitter, is is an added challenge.  How much can I convey in 280 characters – those characters go so fast.  Each word suddenly matters.

I’m archiving all my flash pieces on my Flash Fiction page.  I don’t know it I’ll make this a regular feature on my blog, or if I am admittedly procrastinating on working on work.

Regardless, here are all of my flash pieces for this week:

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