Master Bates

Master Bates My dearest sweetest Ghetto Mistress, I implore you to forgive the wicked erotic musings of my vile tortured self. I am repeatedly visited by a demon bringing visions of your goodly self in a state of immodest nakedness begging me to join with you in a series of the most depraved acts that only the most wanton mind could imagine. These visions are accompanied by a stirring of… Read More »Master Bates

Garden Man

Garden Man So there I am sitting out on the verandah (or porch as I’ve just been corrected) overdosing on some much-needed vitamin D and minding my own business. As I stand up to stretch my legs and admire my surroundings yet again, I notice a young man in the garden a few houses down standing by a tree; nothing wrong with that really, right? I wonder what he is… Read More »Garden Man

Sexy Sky

Sexy Sky I was sitting on the edge of my bed, naked and fresh from the shower; I was air drying whilst waiting for the sun to come up. I stared intently at the sky, absorbing the amber and grey/blue colours. My mind wandered as I reflected on the past few days. I thought about you and true to form, you made contact. We talked, laughed and reminisced; promising to… Read More »Sexy Sky

You…

You… Your deep voice drives me wild, your soft lips make me melt, and your firm body leaves me weak for days. I made myself comfortable on your sumptuous recliner and could feel the sleep threatening to consume me. I tried really hard to concentrate on what you were saying; I even tried to sit up and look at you but failed. I was far too relaxed and so I… Read More »You…

Tend To My Needs

Tend To My Needs I want some attention that only a woman of my calibre deserves; I’d like you to administer a sensuous massage, stroking and caressing my toned sexy body in all the right places. Tease me with those nimble fingers of yours, as you apply pressure in all the right places. You know baby, the sort of places that make me wet instantly… I then want you to… Read More »Tend To My Needs

Sad Smile

Sad Smile She smiles even though she feels like crying; willing the rogue tear away. She breathes deeply in a futile attempt to control the built up emotion; straining against the pent up frustration. She can feel it coming but is fearful; fearful of the impact that a release of such intensity can have on her, on her mind, on her body and on those around her. She rises slowly;… Read More »Sad Smile