"It was a memorable day"
2nd October 2018 My mind was a whirr. Had it really only been a day since my life had changed so dramatically? Since I’d been sitting minding my own business in a chatroom, trying to kill time on a boring, rainy...
"A finger of fudge is just enough to give your Miss a treat"
“In your pussy would be nicer. All wonderfully coated.”I was trying to get these words out of my mind. I’d messaged my Miss during the night shift, telling her I was eating my way through a tin of chocolates I...
Is there anything more boring than tax returns? It’s something I dread all year.In fact, if it wasn’t for the pretty girl kneeling under my desk, nails digging into my thighs as she hungrily lapped at my dripping cunt, it...
"Who gets to decide what's erotic or not?"
Stood in the field, naked but for her wellies, the rain dripped over her body as the storm raged overhead. Her long hair stuck to her face and breasts. She’d never looked more beautiful.I took her in my arms and...
"Who gets to decide what's erotic or not?"
The sticky, gloopy conserve clings to her breasts glistening in the dimly lit room. Small globules of fruit hang off her nipples begging to licked before they dribble down her soft squishy globes.I watched her squirm, debating how sticky I want...
"How to heat up on a hot summers day"
As I lay in the golden sunshine, the heat scorching my body, I felt a sudden shock as my nipple responded to the icy drip of cream running over the swell of my breast. My eyes flashed open as I...
"It's such fun being a Special Girl..."
12th FebruaryI bought James the most amazing present today. Had to nip out at 11.00 to Bond Street to get it. It wasn’t worth wasting a lunch break on, and James might have got suspicious if I made an excuse...
"Everyone has a chimp..."
If like me, you are an avid reader of popular self-help literature, you may know there are three people living inside your mind.The first is you. The sensible adult. The responsible you who is navigating their way through life in...
"If death came knocking…. would you?"
“I didn’t want to worry you.” The message appears, confirming all my fears.She hasn’t been around for days. I knew something was up. Her usual playful messages were absent. There was silence.“Me, worried?” I say with poorly disguised cheer. “They don’t know if it’s...
Love is light bathed warm and sweetWhere nothing resides but calm and heat Love is filling the darkest nightWhere shadows fade behind the light Love is comfort from the painHiding within us profound and vain Love is removing expectant scopeAnd in its place...