[Erotica] Kitchen Counter

Image Via Pixabay

‘Wine?’

I watch as the chilled wine splashes into a large wine glass, his hand then sliding the glass towards me across the smooth marble kitchen top.

I raise the glass to my lips and I down it in one. It’s not the way I imagine he expected me to drink it, but sipping means conversation and conversation isn’t what I came for.

I move around the large island in the centre of the kitchen, my hand trailing along the cool marble beneath my fingertips. When I reach him his eyes are fixed on me, his own wine glass halfway to his lips, my behaviour having stopped him in his tracks.

Continue reading “[Erotica] Kitchen Counter”

Advertisements

[Erotica] Sir’s Timepiece

‘Time is precious my girl, a fact you are unaware of.’

What she knew about time was that she wanted more of his. Using all manner of schemes to get his attention. Today was both a success and failure, depending on your viewpoint.

‘I need to finish some work and seeing as you are such a dutiful submissive …’

She really didn’t think his raised eyebrow was necessary.

‘… you can help me keep track of time.’

Continue reading “[Erotica] Sir’s Timepiece”

[Erotica]The Leather Couch

Featured image by F Dot Leonora.

My bare skin sticks to the leather couch, my knickers down, my skirt up, access for fingers and tongue to fuck.

Barely visible in the darkness a face gazes down upon me, her painted mouth agape seductively as if inviting someone to fill it.

My own lips mimic hers as you pull my hips towards you, my skin painfully peeling from the leather, as cock meets cunt.

0
Who else is Flashing this Friday?

2019-Help.png

If you enjoy the content I provide both here and as part of the #ProudToBeKinky Podcast and you would like to support that, then likes and comments are joyful to receive and you can also click below to support me through Ko-fi. All support through Ko-fi is going towards my Eroticon attendance in March. 

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com

[Erotica] The Slut’s Prayer

Content Warning: If religion in erotica is not your thing, this may not be for you. Prayers and religious icons are referenced. 

This is not my usual theme, and for good reason, I’m not practising any religion at present but I have been a fan of Jesus at certain points in my life, for various reasons. Which some people will probably find more offensive than the content of this blog post! I think two things inspired this piece though.

Firstly ‘Why should we call ourselves sinners’ by May More, which is an extremely sexy read and the image below that I saw on Twitter, I am however unsure of the original source of it. If anyone knows please do let me know.

IMG_2717.JPG

Continue reading “[Erotica] The Slut’s Prayer”

[Erotica] The Friday Girls – Part 7

You might like to read the previous Friday Girls instalments before indulging in this piece. 

‘Where are we going?’

‘If you love Vettriano then I know a really cool art exhibit that you’ll enjoy. It’s only small but it’s got a great vibe.’

I take her word for it, enjoying walking with her, hand in hand through the busy streets and bustling crowds. Suddenly the world falls silent though and I realise we have somehow found ourselves away from the noise and chaos of the city.

I stop, and her hand leaves mind as she keeps going, but she turns quickly to see what I’m doing.

‘What are you up to? Why have we stopped?’

I kiss her passionately and push her against the wall of the abandoned subway, artistic graffiti looms over us, a tentacled beast casting his eyes in our direction as my cunt throbs and swells with an ache I’m not willing to ignore.

‘Fuck me.’

‘What? Right here? In the subway?’

She looks bemused rather than reluctant.

‘Yep, be my good girl again and make me come.’

She giggles, but it’s deep and throaty, and I know she is going to make sure I get exactly what I ask for.

Her fingers waste no time in working their way beneath my layers of clothing.

‘You’re so wet. I must really turn you on.’

‘Too fucking right you do.’

My words leave my mouth through gasps and moans, as she circles my clit, not gently, not with a slow build up, but with a feeling of frenzy, as if she is a desperate to make me climax as I am to have her create that within me. When she has me where she wants me, so close my cunt is burning with the need to come for her, she plunges her fingers deep inside me and fucks me with an almost furious passion.

Her fingers are moving hard and fast inside me, her body pressed against mine, her face buried in my neck as she moans with the pleasure she is getting from playing with my cunt.

‘FuckYes, FuckYes, FuckYes!’

Is all I can say as my muscles contract, gripping her fingers as I gush all over her, drenching her hand and my clothes in spectacular fashion. I definitely got what I asked for.

We manage to compose ourselves enough to set off to the art exhibit and I can’t help but wonder other secluded spots we might find throughout the coming day.


My featured image was originally by F. Dot Leonora and provided the direction in which this weeks instalment went. You do not have to use the prompt image to get involved in Friday Flash, you simply need to write 500 words or less.

0
Who else is Flashing this Friday?

2019-Help.png

If you enjoy the content I provide both here and as part of the #ProudToBeKinky Podcast and you would like to support that, then likes and comments are joyful to receive and you can also click below to support me through Ko-fi. All support through Ko-fi is going towards my Eroticon attendance in March. 

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com

The Friday Girls – Part 6

Image Via Pixabay

You might like to read the previous Friday Girls instalments before indulging in this piece. 


‘You’re good at that.’

‘What spanking?’

‘No. Well yes, but not just that, all of it. Taking control, being cautious, but still sexy. Taking what you want without taking the other person too far. Not everyone is good at that.’

We were lying on her bed, spanking session and forced orgasms complete in attempt to cure her of her bratty behaviour and that inkling that she had a kinky past had turned into a certainty. My heart sank a little, I’d done the whole kink dynamic with a relationship too, and it really hadn’t gone well. If we’d both had poor experiences I wasn’t sure I was ready to explore too deeply again. Suddenly my actions felt like a mistake.

Continue reading “The Friday Girls – Part 6”

[Erotica] The Friday Girls – Part 3

This is part 3 of my continuing Friday Flash tale, I’ll be honest and say I have no idea where it’s going, I’m just enjoying seeing where the prompt take me each week and keeping their adventure to 500 words. This week is a little less erotic, and it might need Part 1 and Part 2 for it to make any sense. 

My featured images usually come from Pixabay, unless they are clearly of me. For this post though I am using a photo that I took myself. 


‘Pick your poison’ she said, thrusting a list of non-alcoholic cocktails into my hand.

‘My treat. I’ve got a surprise coming too.’

IMG_8818.jpg
Image by F Dot Leonora

Jo had settled herself at the same table we’d sat at less than week ago. After she’d taken my order, ‘The Vagilante’ was to be my cocktail of choice, she busied herself at the counter until she returned, drinks in hand and a delightful platter of tasty morsels.

‘I felt bad taking you away from you pastry last time we were here and I wanted to make up for it.’

I grinned from ear to ear, no one had ever done something so thoughtful for me. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I’d managed to retrieve it.

Our time together was so wonderful that I hadn’t noticed the hours slipping away, so when she announced it was time to go I was inwardly, and it seems outwardly, crestfallen.

Continue reading “[Erotica] The Friday Girls – Part 3”