By the time dinner was over
All evening she’d been flirting. Holding my gaze just that bit too long, running her fingers over mine, letting her hand graze across the front of my pants. The first…
All evening she’d been flirting. Holding my gaze just that bit too long, running her fingers over mine, letting her hand graze across the front of my pants. The first…
Silence me… …with your mouth on mine, your lips claiming me in a kiss that leaves me breathless and aching. Tongues dancing together, fleeting but unmistakable, your hand in my…
Welcome to Trolling the Net 80 and with the end of February fast approaching it is time to do another mini round-up of some of my favourite images from February…
“I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.” ~…
“But I don’t want comfort. I want madness, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” ~ Aldous Huxley This image was…
“The hand is the tool of tools.”~ Aristotle I have no idea when I first started eroticising hands. There is no key moment or event that triggered the connection that…
“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.” ~ Albert Einstein Imagine everything Curves and lines Soft flesh Long hair Beneath you Your finger tips Burning a…
It was just a fleeting glimpse. As she bent down to pick up her glove the wind blew and lifted the back of her skirt. For a split second I…
“A woman is never sexier than when she is comfortable in her clothes.” ~ Vera Wang
“If I was taking an erotic photograph of you, I would ask you to…” When I saw the prompt this week I was a little overwhelmed to be honest because…