May 2015

I am your sin My ripe flesh your chains That twists around your lust And you will starve Unless you feast Within the sin of me  

And I am back to weekly trolling…. 1. This is a piece of erotic fiction in which not even a kiss is exchanged, let alone anything else and yet it …

Robert had not had much luck with women over the years but then he had never been very good at giving them the attention they seemed to crave. That is …

“I see myself through others eyes and I am made anew” Do you know where this comes from? Tsk, tsk, if the answer is no, as it is on the …

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Edit: Now with added Audio Porn care of Girl On The Net’s Audio Porn project. Listen as audio Tell me your secret desires, whisper them into my ear. I want …

Beyond the window, up on the road, I can see the shadowy figures of people hurry past. Can they see my silhouette through the glass or is the light outside …

This is a guest post for the Kink of the Week prompt; Facesitting. It was emailed to me with this little message… I wanted to add something for KOTW. Since …

In a relationship far far away I had a partner who would from time to time ask me to sit on his face. I would oblige, not because I enjoyed …

Despite vowing to make Trolling the Net a weekly feature I have sadly missed a couple out but I am back on the job now so lets not focus on …

I love me a good list. If you could see my little desk I am surrounded by bits of papers and various notebooks, most of them contain some sort of …

“The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit; for like as herbs and trees bring forth fruit and flourish in …

We have two types of dates in this house. There is the type which tend to involve going out, it might be for dinner, or the movies, or to visit …

“How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.” ~ Claude Debussy