God-like, she creates worlds. Characters are conceived and detailed down to their flaws. Meticulously, they're placed into scenarios where their emotional dynamics entertain the audience. Then, they fuck. Sometimes, that’s all they do is fuck. Sex in diff...
Resolute. A word she had always associated with the admiration of one’s spirit, except when it was spoken by her estranged father. She was not at all surprised by his ability to spin it sideways. He’d called her ‘dangerously resolute’ during one of their...
The lower stateroom reeked of sex. Jonas was asleep in the cramped bunk above her. She lay on her back, eyes closed, awake but just barely. Her unsatisfied pussy remained wet; candy-apple fingernails toyed through the wanton mess. Kara didn't notice the...
My wife started talking in her sleep. At first, it scared me. Full coherent sentences piercing the predawn night. As I got used to it, the one-sided conversation began to intrigue me. In fact, there’s one story she tells quite often of a girl she met at t...
The rumble snapped Fauna’s attention ― horse hooves pounding into hardened earth. She cautiously peered down from her cave; a cliffside hideaway perched more than ten meters above the forest floor. A golden misty glow surrounded four horsemen who came to...
Another purple sunrise, I’ve seen too many to count. I used to think that this time of the morning held magic. The way the sun momentarily stays hidden behind the horizon, sending up her rays in a lavender ombre canopy bidding the stars to rest. Like the...
The memories in her head had texture. A honey-drop flame releasing wax in rivulets of smoothly chaotic trails, unique and vivid. She fed them to her starved mind. Restraints, clamps, the tease of a razor-sharp edge. Recollections of orgasms she’d only eve...
bodies snake-coiled heat of passion glistens hardening flesh morals disheveled clothes strewn about symphonic three-way thresh scratches light tongues ignite wet with delight the air grows heavy thick, dewy folds pierced by phallus’ warm and cold ...
“Sometimes I think you love that typewriter more than me,” she mused, bent over, caressing his shoulders. “I have a deadline, baby. Fuckin’ editor wants a piece about these poppies and I got nothing.” She swung around to straddle where he was sitting cros...
By the time I was twenty-nine I’d been scorned enough to know better. But I was weak and she was everything missing. It started off innocent, flirtatious bar-banter. Seductive glances that were blind to the diamond glint. Then we were alone and my arousal...
“I know what your pets don’t,” she whispers, tracing fingers over the ropes. “What do y–” “I know... you ache.” Her teeth drag across his rigidity, drooling down the twitching shaft. Balls remain cinched-up. “Please...” “I know,” she repeats, sitting down...
The King declared: “He who finishes first shall wed my daughter!” Twelve men circled, cocks in hand. Princess Gweneth silently cheered for Rico. His manhood seemed to have been crafted by God Himself. Gweneth knew of the contest. For weeks, she and Rico h...
I stare at it from across the room; cock my head and look at it sideways. I even kneel down, squint my eyes tight, and twist my chin this way and that before finally shaking my head in confusion. “Nope. I don’t see it. Like, at all.” “Sh’right there!” Cas...
Svana loved to paint. She used to love fucking too, but when she was twenty-three she turned sex into her main source of income and the passion for it diminished quickly. So, painting became her treasure, one she vowed to always protect from the evils of...
Your eyes are the last thing I see before the light fades. They sear into my memory, like staring at a candle’s flame and seeing its silhouette painted against the back of my closed lids. Quiet, confident emerald-green irises with hidden stories. Secrets...
