Inspired by "Animal" by Berlin. For The September Song Project. He pulls my hair, hard, and brings my mouth to his. My scalp burns and then tingles with the pain. Practically growling with brute need, he devours my mouth, bites and chews on my lips, and crushes me to him. I love it when he … Continue reading Feel the Animal
Excerpt from "Incubus" "A Horny Halloween: Six Smutty Stories for the Samhain Season." I heard her. Heard her soul yearning and her body awakening. From the dark pit she drew me forth, her innocent flesh and the smell of her virgin quim. There is nothing but the stinking void in my realm. We hover, unformed, … Continue reading Excerpt from “Incubus”
You were ripe and ready, and my mouth started watering the second I laid eyes on you. You invited me closer with your luscious and exotic curves. I wanted you so much. I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into your soft flesh. Impatiently, I pinched and prodded lightly at your skin; Oh, my darling, … Continue reading Ripe and Ready
Do not mess with me, little man. I will crush you underfoot. Quivering fingers, you reach for your keyboard, desperate to make me your literary inspiration. But I am more than that. So much more. You are mine, my tiny man-whore. Your words belong to me, and I will share them with no-one. So still … Continue reading Crush – Friday Flash
Inspired by "Start Me Up" by The Rolling Stones. For The September Song Project. Running my tongue up the back of your neck never fails to start you up. I hear your breath catch in your throat and you make that little growling noise I love. I feel the way your body seems both to … Continue reading Start You Up
Inspired by "Watching You" by Rogue Traders. For The September Song Project. Stand there. Right where you are now. Close the door, then don't move. I'm fresh from the shower. Clean. But I still feel dirty. Watch as I sit here, propped up on pillows, naked. My hair is dripping wet. And so is something … Continue reading Watching You Watching Me
Inspired by "The Sweetest Taboo" by Sade. For The September Song Project. His hand stroked my face gently. His bright blue eyes smiling, he ran his forefinger over my warm, partially opened lips. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, and lowered his mouth to mine. I hummed with pleasure as his tongue found my own and … Continue reading The Sweetest Taboo
I'm pleased to tell you all that my erotic fiction Maid of (Dis)Honour is now live on LELO's Volonte blog. Go on. Go and dishonour yourself by reading the naughty smut. You know you want to...
Inspired by "Sex" by The 1975, for The September Song Project I could smell her perfume, floral and fresh. It filled the air in my van like a thousand sweet bouquets. It was so her. Her scent. The scent that had been insidiously whispering into my psyche for months, building a hold over me as … Continue reading And this is how it starts….
I poke my tongue out at him. I don't know why; he’s just sitting on the sofa opposite and reading his newspaper, silently, minding his own business. He’s frowning, his brow creased as he catches up on the latest horrors taking place in Westminster. The current shit-show that is UK politics makes him grouchy. And … Continue reading Behave, Bitch