The nervous chills come sometimes. Sometimes I have an idea what has brought them on. A piece of bad news. A hostile tweet on my social media. An unsuccessful audition that leads to fears I'll never work again. Needing to be held, have my hair stroked gently and reassured that I'm doing great and everything … Continue reading Those Nervous Chills of the Soul
Author: jupitergrant
Sex, Sin and Samhain: The Sexualisation of the “Wicked”
Listen to audio narration of this article It's time to prepare for the next spin around the Wheel of the Year, with Samhain, AKA All Souls Night, the Feast of the Dead, Pagan New Year, and more commonly, Halloween, falling on Saturday. Samhain sees us entering the dark part of the cycle, as we head … Continue reading Sex, Sin and Samhain: The Sexualisation of the “Wicked”
Something for Everyone: Brand New Audiobooks Hitting Retail This Week
Hello there, lovely Lairies. I hope that you are all hale and hearty and staying healthy and happy despite the dreaded virus and accompanying social restrictions. I have been keeping myself amused by producing lots of audiobooks and, by a strange coincidence, ALL of my recent projects have cleared ACX/Amazon Audible's Quality Assurance at the … Continue reading Something for Everyone: Brand New Audiobooks Hitting Retail This Week
A Flick of the Switch
With soft, sweeping caresses, I run a solitary finger up and down the warm lips that frame my rapidly dampening slit. I picture your face, your lips, your eyes, as I allow my digit to edge ever closer to my liquid centre. The brush of coarse hair against my fingertip makes it tingle. With gradually increasing … Continue reading A Flick of the Switch
Warm, Cosy, Curvy- Sinful Sunday
Warm in fleecy fabric Retaining, still, your smell. And all this separation Feels like a living Hell. I would much rather be Curled cosy in your arms But circumstances intervened So here, alas, we are. A warm hand strokes my curvy bum, To distract, and pass the time Recalling mem'ries of your touch Though this … Continue reading Warm, Cosy, Curvy- Sinful Sunday
“Take 2, Mister Director”
Isolated again, With me, myself and I, While you spend your time on the other side of town. The fleeting moment was lost when you chose to put me last. And here we are again. A world apart once more... Image: Nadav Kander.
Did We Have Sex This Morning…..?
Poem: Did We Have Sex This Morning?- NOW WITH AUDIO 🙂
Did we have sex this morning
As the sun was coming up?
I seem to have the mem’ry
Of a lazy morning fuck.
The recollection of your hand
Caressing my bare thigh
And of me op’ning up my legs
Though closed, still, were my eyes.
Do I recall the prickly brush
Of early morning stubble?
Or am I just so drunk on sleep
That my mind is now befuddled?
I think that I remember
My leg slung o’er your hip
My eyes still shut, but I think I may
Have bitten on my lip.
If we did fuck, did either of us
Make a single sound?
Or did we both keep silent as
Upon your cock I ground?
Did I blindly stroke your face
The way I often do?
Or run my fingers through your hair
The way you like me to?
And then, when (or if) we came,
What…
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Did We Have Sex This Morning…..?
Did we have sex this morning As the sun was coming up? I seem to have the mem'ry Of a lazy morning fuck. The recollection of your hand Caressing my bare thigh And of me op'ning up my legs Though closed, still, were my eyes. Do I recall the prickly brush Of early morning stubble? … Continue reading Did We Have Sex This Morning…..?
Jupi’s Back in the Lair (and with Some Shameless Promotion…)
Hello, lovely Lair-ies. I'm very sorry for being away for so long. This poor Lair is getting dusty and full of cobwebs due to my shameful neglect!! So, to give you a brief update; many of you may know that I have struggled in the past with mental health problems, and earlier this year, I … Continue reading Jupi’s Back in the Lair (and with Some Shameless Promotion…)
Poetry – A Whispered “I Love You”
A whispered kiss In a moment of bliss Oh, how I've dreamed of a love like this. A whispered sigh, An ecstatic cry, As you send me soaring To the heavens, high. A whispering touch As our hands, they clutch. And I realise I love you, So very much.