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1st June 2011

With a final shake of the duvet the bed is made, clean cotton sheets await her tonight. When the darkness falls she will slip into their welcoming embrace, the subtle scent of the washing powder and the spring air that helped to get them dry will greet her nose as she inhales. At first the cool cotton chills her skin but eventually her own warmth creates a safe cocoon for her to drift off to sleep but this is not what she wants.

She wants to climb into sheets that hold a different smell.

She wants to be greeted with the raw animal scent of sex, of Him and her together.

She wants sweaty sheets, crumpled from use, creased and folded in all the wrong places. She wants to lay in their dirty, roll around in their smell. She wants to flare her nose and have it filled with that musky trace of passion and maleness that he leaves behind.

She wants pillows strewn and duvets thrown to one side, she wants the bed to hold the heat of their bodies and the smell of their coupling. She wants to claw at the sheets in wild abandon as her body yields to His touch.

She wants wet patches and moisture, bodily fluids combined on their skin, in her mouth and on the sheets. She wants stains and marks that dry while she sleeps in the odorous atmosphere of a bed well used.

She wants to lift the sheets and hear cries of passion, whispered words of torment that drive her over the edge. She wants begging and pleading, crying and sobbing, groaning and moaning to flow from those sheets and fill the air around her.  She wants filth and abuse, degrading words uttered, then loving arms to embrace her as she recovers.

In the morning she wants to wake aching and bruised, tender and sore in a room filled with smells that are basic and raw. She wants Him in the bed to mark it with His scent.  She wants sheets adorned with signs of sexual content.

Tonight when she slips into her squeaky clean sheets that cool crisp feeling won’t be what she wants but for now that is what she will get.

Mollyxxx

Ps… Word Prompt this week was #squeak. Make sure you visit the Wanton & Wank pages for all your Wednesday fun

 

  • Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly's Daily Kiss and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

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  • Ruby

    I’m sure you’ll be making dirty laundry again soon enough.

    Ruby

  • EroticMoonbeam

    I relish the smell and feel of crisp clean linen because it never lasts very long here 😉 A very enticing piece, wonderful raw energy xx

  • ddd

    I love this, Molly. Almost as much as I hate it when he leaves. But the scent of him, the sweat and cum, our juices, they keep me company when he is gone…

    Thank you for a wonderful and sexy piece of longing.

  • Squeaky

    …unk… *growl*

  • Jade

    Oh gosh do I know this feeling…I always go and get W’s sheets when he goes to FL so I can wash them for his return, but I find it so hard to wash the scent of US off them. So…I sleep in them one last time, and wait to dirty them again when he gets back.

  • Elenya

    Ooh, I do know exactly what you mean. What a brilliant encapsulation of such a raw and yearning emotion.

  • Amber

    I love the dirty laundry idea – but in my case I’m always changing it since the kiddo likes to hang out in my bed. Appreciate the alternate use of “squeak” as well 🙂

  • Victoria Blisse

    Great imagery. 🙂

  • Suzanne Hamilton

    This post fires up so many memories of Alex leaving the bed in a morning as I lay there in the warmth, smelling him, sensing his presence. x

  • Pixel

    Oh gods, yes. This. I adore having my bed smelling of sex and my lovers after they’ve left.

  • HisPleasuresnPearls

    I too am sleeping in clean sheets…such a shame. I cant even make my own messes in thoughts of Him… but after reading that sexy post Damn do I want to…mmmm

  • KaziGrrl

    Mmmmmmmm… I want that, too… 🙂

    ~Kaz

  • Erika Moran

    Really Sexy Story

    Couldn’t help but love it, the way it prompts memories

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