It has been a crazy week. I’ve accomplished so much, yet even so, I’m a few days behind. Worst part is I can’t even begin to figure out how it happened. So it is with coffee in hand I sit, reading all the wonderful submissions and enjoying each and every word.
Give and Take by Fire and Honey
Emotions can be and are powerful things, most times we are in control of them and other times they control us. What I liked about Give and Take by Violet of Fire and Honey is just that — the flow of emotions and how they can affect us. Sexy, tender, and a touch tumultuous, such is life at times.
It is a wet, drizzly morning, so grey that the sunrise is essentially a non event. Still, things lighten and daylight creeps into the bedroom. Waking, she sits up and stretches, shivering slightly as she leaves the bed for the bathroom. She sits naked on the toilet, yawns and then stands at the sink. She observes herself in the mirror briefly, wipes the sleep from her eyes and tip toes back into the bedroom. Silently she slides back under the sheet, cuddling up to his back, and closing her eyes. She dozes, turning after several minutes, to sleep on her other side. Keep reading.
The Scent of a Woman by Scandarella
We all have someone that pushes our buttons in some way or another, like it or not, as happens in The Scent of a Woman by Scandarella. How do you react? Fight or flight? It can be an empowering moment when you realized you hold the power at the tips of your fingers.
I’ve always considered myself to be a reasonable person. I never expect too much of people, never take advantage, and I pride myself on never showing jealousy. All my past partners have considered that a positive, but not you. Keep reading.
Why, Where, How, When, and How Often by Morag’s Moist Musings
Self pleasuring is something we all have done or do at some point. Breaking down the why’s, how’s, and when’s of it not so much. It is something not many of us really give much thought to and yet here in Why, Where, How, When, and How Often by Morag of Morag’s Moist Musings, is one person laying out their thought process and feelings of it.
I am, apparently, quite literally a wanker of the highest order; if wanking were an Olympic sport, I’d like to think I’d be a strong contender for a medal, but how typical, or indeed atypical a wanker am I? How do I compare and contrast with my fellow members of the Sisterhood of Self Pleasure? If you are in anyway even remotely curious, read on…Keep reading.
With so many good reads this week, it was difficult to choose. A big thanks to all the wonderful writers and to The Zen Nudist for providing the prompt that sparked so many smutty thoughts and stories.