In my derelict heart that is cool with emptiness and loud with echo’s that go hand in hand. There’s a story waiting to be told. It’s a story of summer. It's warm and full of the sort of smiles that save themselves for fiction and if we’re lucky, we get our happy ending too. Damn You “Behave!” you say with a smile, and it’s one of those smiles that make you feel that it was created purely for you. “What?” I respond, with a...

Ahem. Are you listening? I could write all day about orgasms. Most women are fortunate enough to have experienced most sorts, and we’re as females lucky that we have so many to choose from. But let’s pay tribute to the “little fella” as someone so endearingly put it, recently. The Little Fella I smile and make that “Mm” noise as I look at you, and I mean really look at you as if I’m about to lose my sight and need to capt...

“What? You say with a smile as I adjust the pillows and prop myself to look at you. There’s a lot to be said without words don’t you know and if this works, if you can understand what I’m saying to you with these big adoring eyes, you might just realise that in me is a truth you won’t find anywhere else. “I’m horny, I know it’s not unusual but for gods sake help me out here, what else is 5am for? Perhaps 5am is for story...

Magic It’s funny in the non-funny kind of way how one little word can be so many things and create both pleasure and pain. Personally, I prefer magic, one moment it’s there and the next it’s gone. “Kiss me quickly my legs are like jelly!” I tell you and before the word jelly is out, your lips are on mine and you taste just as good as I imagined you would. The kiss is perfect and though I might have convinced myself it was...

“I dreamt about you again last night!” I tell you. The part I fail to mention is that it wasn’t a dream about us sucking each other dry, it was a sweet dream with no real objective, we were just together in it and we both had smiles and a moment between us, the kind of moment that inspires stories. “You filthy minx,” you respond light heartedly and I smile because you’re allowed to make your assumptions because tonight I...

There’s a level that exists few people can reach it. To most it is unreachable as unreachable as you are to me. I slap you hard across the face, the slap born from frustration and anger at my own foolishness. Instantly I want to cry with the relief. Your eyes are no longer kind and though it’s not an immediate reflex you react consciously by slapping me back harder and meaner than I ever could. I slap you again and this t...

Real life isn’t perfect, Real men aren’t perfect, they don’t always have giant penises and a rock solid hard on to be proudly waved in front of your face and therefore sometimes there are less than perfect stories. This is Andy’s story. “Don’t worry about it” I say as you huff and puff before rolling over. “It happens to everyone” I tell you as I stroke your shoulder reassuringly. What I’m really thinking is ‘For gods sak...

MatrimonyShe sleeps, her face a picture painted by the sweet dreams that have her undivided attention.She smiles and he wonders as he watches her, what she might have to smile about, perhaps it is he.He strokes her soft cheek as he rests his chin on the upturned palm of his hand, his elbow taking the weight of his heavy head, and it is heavy too because he’s had a hard day.She had wanted to stay up for his awaited return...

“You filthy little cunt” You say and a small part of my mind considers whether I actually like being called a cunt or whether it’s just the tone you’re using to talk down to me. I say down because I’m actually on my knees below you, I’m following orders like a good little girl would.I’m tempted to defy you, it’s my rebellious streak but I like the image of the good little girl and so do you.“Do you know what I’m going to...

If you could paint yourself a lover, what quirks would you give them? You wouldn’t paint them perfect or would you?Did you ever dream about your soul mate and did you make a mental note of what it was that you loved about them in the depths of your dream?Did you capture the image of their face in your minds eye so that you might recognise them across a crowded street.Your eyes are dark and they understand quickly. I assum...

“Do you think there’s something wrong with me?”“Maybe” you say and smile.“I never used to be this twisted, my mind is in decline”.I tell you and you smile again before kissing me hard on the mouth. You suck my bottom lip into your mouth until it hurts me and instinctively I try to pull away from you.Your hand grabs a fistful of my hair and you pull my head back exposing my neck. You make a comedy biting sound before you p...

“Do you trust me babes?” “Of course I do!”“Then let it go then!”I’m not sure if you’re talking about the duvet or my inhibitions, not that I have many of those, not by the standards of so called ‘normal people’ as I like to refer to them.Anyway, I do trust you and I let go of both the duvet and my fears.“Tell me what you want” you say and my response is that I want to be everything you want me to be, to do and enjoy every...

“Good morning sleepy head”,You say with a coffee in hand. I smile my approval because waking up to the soft tone of your voice and the sweet smell of coffee makes for a perfect start to the day.You climb in beside me and the warmth from beneath the covers hits you like hot air from an open oven door and invites you in.I murmur sounds of contentment as I feel your skin on mine and I’m more comfortable now than I was a few...

The window is open and the persistent rain a friend of mine pelts on the world outside, the wind blows the curtain inwards and howls around the dark lonely Christmas night, but it isn’t lonely in here, not any more I think as I feel you snuggle in close to my bare back.We’re spending our first night together and it’s the best Christmas present I’ve ever had.I’m afraid that in the morning you’ll fade away like the memories...

You gently run your fingers across the contours of my face, down my button nose your fingertips go, and then you trace the defined outline of my lips.I’m paralysed by it, my lips try to quiver but your fingers hush them.You pull me close to you and wrap yourself around me, enveloping me with desire yet there’s a distance between us.My eyes are closed now and I’m somewhere else, somewhere that isn’t here with you.Where I a...