"There is a dip in my pillow where her head came to rest."
In the darkness of my roomTracing shadows left behindThere’s a dip in my pillow stillWhere your head came to restPress my face into the creaseTo chase the scent you left behindI find the memory of your touchA ghost that haunts,...
"You can look at her body, but you will never witness her, nor be the name she breathes into the fire."
If you must know…She smells of rosewater when the ease of her settles into me.She feels like the calm of a lifetime reaching out and setting me freeIf you must know:She feels like she’s never been touched by another.As if...
"Some grades are written in cum and cunt, not ink. They mistook it for surrender. I own their sleep now."
There is a moment after readiness, before action, when time thickens instead of moving. My body was stretched open and plugged shut. Well, my ass was. I felt the large plug pressing between the surface of the table and the...
"I spent a weekend bound to the extra curriculum. I still cum alone in the dark when the numbness catches me."
Sitting through another lecture with Professor McArthur was an ache turned molten. Through the entire first semester, I’d let my mind wander, wondering just how his voice would curl down my spine if he called me baby. Some days I’ll...
"She liquefied the instant she came with my cock buried deep in her ass, and her desperate whisper, 'fill me, Daddy, please', erased the last of my self-control."
It’s one of the quiet times, when I see a furrow between your eyes or a stare held too long on something intangible. It is as if you’ve paused yourself, or the noise has grown so loud it doesn’t break...