“It’s not just that I relate the two things in my head – her tying back her hair, her sucking my cock. It’s the grace of it, too…”
A vignette about watching a lover tie back her hair.
“It’s not just that I relate the two things in my head – her tying back her hair, her sucking my cock. It’s the grace of it, too…”
A vignette about watching a lover tie back her hair.
“When she masturbates she pictures cocks as thick as coke cans rammed home between her legs. Outsize dragon dick dildos…”
A vignette about wanting more girth than you can realistically handle.
“She comes to me, gets down on her knees, and drapes herself over my lap. It’s an awkward position. My thigh is nestled into the crease of her hips.”
A vignette about delivering a hand spanking.
“The act calls for a dozen knives. One by one they thud into place, so close that I can feel the cold of their steel almost-but-not-quite touching my flesh.”
A short story about the feelings of a knife-thrower’s assisstant.
“It’s an odd pantomime. It’s not bedtime. It’s not even dark out. Birds are singing. Busses are still going past on the road outside.”
A vignette about the beginning of a consensual nonconsent scene.
“When you have not seen one another in months, and when you are able only to snatch a brief moment together in a room.”
A vignette about sex in hotel rooms.
“This week, she has abided by our agreements. There is no need to punish her…”
A vignette about looking through a lover’s phone.
“Return to the room. Place the tea out of the way on a shelf. Make the bed, which is rumpled from where you flopped onto it when you first arrived.”
A vignette about passing time while your lover’s in the corner
“Exactly ten minutes after she arrives at my house we are naked and fucking on the floor in front of the mirror in my bedroom.”
A vignette about an abrupt and urgent fuck.
“Once, after a one-night stand, I asked if she would masturbate for me…”
A vignette about watching a stranger masturbate.