Slipping In

You asked me to touch you. With purpose. I watched you enjoy the feel of your own hands on your body. Until, in the dark, your tongue made your way around my nipple and my control melted. I came so hard the memory of it makes cum again. You went from 101 to 401 as … More Slipping In

Reunion

It had been more than 20 years since they had laid eyes on each other in person. But thanks to the magic of social media, and their shared “friend status” all of the major highlights of each other’s lives had been shared and it felt like they never lost touch. He replied to one of … More Reunion

Invincible 

Hey babe. Not to brag, but did you know my pussy has super powers? My pussy is the lazarus pit healing you, restoring you and giving you immortality that you may rise again and again and again. When you wake up, yesterday is just yesterday because my pussy was the spark to create the fire … More Invincible 

Lose Control

I hope this evokes something for you   He saw her in a light blue summer dress that was modest enough in this heat and thought “I love her smile” but never thought beyond that. After all, they were both in yet a third country neither one of them lived in (because flights were a … More Lose Control

The Thief

He stole it. His photographer’s eye watching my face for every shade while his musician fingers played sonatas under the privacy of the table. Every time I got close he pulled back “No. It belongs to me now.” And paused  his manipulations until I was almost back to thinking in coherent sentences. He milked my … More The Thief

Lucid Dreaming

You appeared. I, sleeping, yet awake and aware, never paused to question I, sleeping, yet awake and watching my aura color shift outside of my body creating an LED light display of my emotions You appeared. I sleeping, yet awake and conscious but too empty to manifest. So the colors shifted and aligned based on a predestined … More Lucid Dreaming

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  Your tongue is the starring feature in a scene played across my mind while my hand vibrates lips and I shake with the remembrance of orgasms past and yet to cum Photo by William Stitt on Unsplash  

Desire

Show me you thirst for me Grab my hips relentlessly as you heave me back toward you. The feel of the weight of your hands in the crack of my hips holding me as you use me only for your pleasure not worried about anything else except the wet, heat of my pussy spread just … More Desire

For the Gram

I paused the first time I saw one of your photographs scrolling through my feed and found myself involuntarily gripping my lips together. What I saw reached a place inside of me only accesible by a ladder of vulnerability. I realized I was viewing the visual representation of what I wanted my poetry to be. I found … More For the Gram