Elbows on the rough stone, castle towering behind me, I gaze out from the cliff-top rampart into the blustery wind, the pounding waves. The noise is immense, overpowering - creating my own world of sensation. Feeling you behind me, your chin on my head, your arms around me, melting into your warmth at my back. Your hand slips beneath my waistband, questing under denim, under lace. Skimming my hard, swollen clit, your fing...

Him: My throbbing manhood lustfully parts your creamy, slick, wet, petal like folds, and I gradually slide inside you. I’ve waited so long for this moment, and now it’s here, all I want to do is impale you on my rigid tool. Tell me how much you want me, how wet you are for me. Me: I think “petal-like” should be hyphenated.

We’re on this journey together, knowing where it leads. I was clear about our destination from the outset. Our eyes meet in the mirror. I spread my legs for him, and slide one hand up my stockinged thigh. Teasing. His grin dares me - more. My skirt rides higher. Fingers pushing aside my soaked panties, I give us what we both want. This is not a moment for slow … so close. End in sight. Fingers moving faster, gasping, tens...

“FUCK!” I was so close. I could feel it, building and building towards release. I just needed that tiny bit more pressure in the right spot. I had been straining towards this for what felt like hours, desperate to get there. Now flushed and gasping, I felt like I would do anything, promise anything, if I could just get what I needed. But the wheel nut would not budge. It wasn’t going anywhere, so neither was the wheel, an...

Erotic haiku - Is it even possible To be so constrained? As if by soft rope, Criss-crossing my syllables, Binding thoughts tightly. Unable to voice, To freely shift emotion, Or move my limbs to Escape sensation, Forced upon me by the flow Of words and movement. Bound by rules and rope. Choosing submission because It frees me to be. Thoughts of you, always, Penetrating my psyche, Pushing my limits. Within these confines, T...

Worshipping you. My hands, my mouth. Stroke-caressing, nibble-lick-kiss-sucking from your lips, neck, chest, stomach… over your hips, before taking you into my mouth. Enveloping you until you are hard as I am wet, your need matching mine. Crawling back up you, sinking down onto you. Riding you until nothing else matters, just you and me and now. Knowing that any moment you’ll take my hips and take control and fuck me unti...

Let’s go for a walk And laugh and talk. As we wade through long grass, You could squeeze my… hand, and we could look at the shapes in the clouds. We could lie on a rug And kiss and hug. After a rest, You could stroke my… face and we could kiss some more. The sun would be warm and bright, Everything with you just right. Against a tree we'd sit, I wouldn't think about my throbbing… pulse, racing because I want you. We’d tak...

“Write me a story,” he said. “In my inbox. Double-spaced, correctly punctuated… in paragraph form. Or I’ll be so busy writing my own story, I’ll not call you. “There’ll be no teasing, no playing, no edging, and no cumming. No time to tell you to get your toy. To slide it up and down your wet slit. To turn it on and press it down on your clit until you’re about to explode, then thrust it into your soaking pussy and fuck yo...

It was a stupid idea. Kate was sure of that now, as the carriage started to sway in the breeze. She must be nearly at the top now, surely. What was it about milestone birthdays that prompted these ridiculous bucket-list-style declarations? She should have attempted to conquer her fear of heights by standing on a penthouse balcony somewhere, not riding a Ferris Wheel alone. There wasn't even anyone to witness her triumph....

“Answer the question,” he chides me. His hand inches up my thigh, gliding over the black silk of my stocking…lace…skin. I grip the wooden surface in front of me as he teases. It takes all my willpower not to shift on the leather beneath me, not to open my thighs further for him, not to push onto his fingers, not to moan my desperation for more. Delicately, he strokes, opening me to him, until he finds that tiny nub, sendi...

She mustn’t. They are his, her orgasms. But her hand creeps lower anyway. Insatiable. Caressing, skimming over smooth skin. Over silky hair. Over slick petals. Flicking her pearl nub. One eye on the door, she dares further. Fingers slipping through her soaking channel. Sliding inside…one, then two. Teasing, tormenting. Smaller and slimmer than his. Delicate, but purposeful. Her middle digit finds that tiny rough spot. Pre...

*For an idea of context, please read Chapter 3. Otherwise, feel free to dive straight in!* “You came,” he stated. “Without permission, without even asking. You need to learn how this works. Your orgasms belong to me now. Your pleasure is mine.” Alice felt a curious mix of trepidation and elation. To give herself over completely to this man - what would that mean for her? “Yes, Sir,” she half-whispered. “So now you have a...

Those three little words You need to hear, But I show you instead. With my breath in your ear. My lips on your lips, My skin on your skin, My hand round your cock Guiding you in. No motion, I wait. Each exhale a moan. Needing your hip-thrust, Make me your own. I know after, I’ll fall. Collapse on your chest. Your kiss on my head, Your hand on my breast. But for now, you wait. A battle of will. I’m clenching around you, Bu...

The first time, you tell me, You won’t even need to touch me. I’ll be cumming from seeing you Hearing you From across the room. I need you like that. The first time, you tell me, You’ll barely have the door shut. Before you’re on me Inside me All over me. Owning me. I need you like that. The first time, you tell me, You will taste me first. Your tongue will know my cunt Before your fingers Before your cock Before anything...

I wonder what it would feel like to be out there among the stars, just floating? Surrounded by a myriad of cascading sparkles, encased in a shaken snow globe of glistening wonder. The endless dome of the sky is so near that I could just reach out and pluck a fragment of diamond from the velvety blackness. This is as close as I can be to heaven - on top of the Downs with you, on this clear, warm summer night. We’ve recline...