… and so, we continue…
“I tell you to kiss my feet once the shoes are off, I am lovely to you. I feel your lips against my skin and tongue lapping at my toes…”
I sit back and close my eyes, occasionally shifting my foot this way or that to offer a certain part to your mouth, pushing up towards your face when you get it just right.
I lean down and pet the top of your head, stroking back to your neck, feeling the tendons in your neck shift as your lips caress my toes, and your … Continue Reading
We are incompatible in many ways. Really, many. And we have already hit some rough spots, before even meeting.
And yet… and yet… there is something special there.
Something…
For the first time (yes, the first!), I did a tiny little bit of play with him. Miniscule, hardly anything at all.
We have a short phone call at 11.30pm, so I can tell him a bedtime story.
We talk about trivialities: my stubbed toe, his dog hair problem, wine…
I listen to him brush his teeth, a domestic intimacy.
He calls me ‘sweetie’, it is… well, sweet.
We talk and … Continue Reading
…the day is not nearly over…
It is about 3pm, and we find our way back home. We take the shopping inside (yes, we bought things for dinner!), you are, I think, all expectant and edgy now, which makes me laugh. I make idle chit chat about what you are making for dinner while you put the shopping away, you are nodding at me, but really, you are waiting. What are you waiting for?
I go and sit down while you finish putting things away, snap my fingers and point to the floor at my feet. You look… relieved? … Continue Reading
… the day continues…
You are reading the paper, I am sitting with legs around you, writing and half listening to you tell me about what is going on in the world.
I tell you to go get moisturiser and you hurry off and back. I offer my hands first, and you start there with a hand massage, I tell you not to linger, I’m hungry, so you will pick up the pace and rub me with it. I will move to give you access to various body parts and scold you if you are just playing, and you will … Continue Reading
I have done an audio reading before, and kept intending to do more and just never got around to it.
Given I just wrote about reading this one as a bedtime story, I thought I would record it (see how that works? I am triple-dipping on that post!! This is what pure laziness looks like, people!).
If you like it and want to hear more, then encourage me with flattery and champagne (okay, fine, just flattery then!).
Last time I posted a reading, one of my audio-wizard readers cleaned up the file to improve the quality, so if … Continue Reading
I will like it if you can be stunned into weakness for me, when I can shove you into a wall, a hand around your throat and threaten you and have you believe it (crossing that line between knowing that you can stop it any time you want and that tipping over point where the attack makes your brain stutter and your body go ‘wtf?!’). If I am aggressively fucking with you, I need to believe that you are in it with me, that when I slap you or bite you, you have some fear that I am going to … Continue Reading
Hello e,
You are exemplary with the one line hotness… Sometimes, my eyes read something and it goes straight to my cunt.
I was going to make lunch, masturbated instead.
You featured heavily.
Ferns… Continue Reading