In the early hours I awaken Thinking about you I imagine all the filthy things I want to do with you. If you were here this morning The two of us would play But you're not here, and so instead I take snaps for Sinful Sunday 💋
This is a continuation of "Reflection", (which you can read here) but can also be read as stand-alone. That first night with her was a revelation, an education in sexual pleasure. After our languorous mutual masturbation we had lain there kissing slowly. Her mouth tasted sweet. It was unlike the kisses of a man; neither … Continue reading Lick
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It's been a strange, twi-lit week in my little lair. A nasty flu virus has been torturing me (not in a fun way), and I've alternated between feverish mania and being huddled, shivering, under the duvet. When I've been awake, and able to open my eyes, I've been reading, and I thank every blogger who's … Continue reading SoSS #8- 17/08/2019
Do you feel my fevered imagination reaching out to you, hot tendrils stretching sinuously across the Atlantic? Do you feel my hungry kisses on your chest, on your neck, on your mouth? Can you hear me whispering your name, with furtive fingers stuffed under my waistband, a second-rate approximation of your sublime touch? Have you … Continue reading While You’re Away
I could practically smell the intoxicating scent of her pussy from here. My cock twitched inside the fine silk trousers of my expensive tuxedo. I only visited Monaco once a year, to gamble at the Casino de Monte-Carlo, drink Bollinger champagne and fuck beautiful girls. I'd already won €2500 on the roulette table, and had … Continue reading Luck, Be a Lady Tonight
Her skin felt warm against my arm, her body-heat rising as the two of us lay there on our backs, looking up at the mirrored ceiling, naked except for our bikini bottoms. A soft ocean breeze ruffled the thin white drapes, and a seagull cried outside. She was pretty, with alabaster skin and pert breasts. … Continue reading Reflection
