Interlude
He’s a little unsteady, but you’re not, so he anchors himself to your sway, forehead pressed to yours as you stand face to face, his flesh flexing hot against your… Read more »
Tag: Erotica
Memory
The intention with which you pulled against the filtered end of your cigarette, your lips sucking the death out of its spongy tip the way culture sucks down words, ignited… Read more »
Cumming Clean
My muscled walls, dripping from our combined release, clamp against his cock as he pounds his steady demanding rhythm inside my cunt. My fingers slip, grasping for purchase between my… Read more »
(Re)Verse
~ i like my body when it is with your body. ~ It is the back of your bare ribcage, a hair’s breadth from the front of my own as… Read more »