• Words

    I want you

    I want you to find me so beautiful that your breath catches in your throat when you look at me. That all your carefully laid plans fly out of your head at the sight of me and you feel you must have me, there and then. That all thoughts of making me wait are superseded by your throbbing need. That your belt, with which you had intended to mark me, becomes a mere impediment to the fulfilment of your desire. That my breath, tremulous and halting, is the only sound in the room. That when you see my eyes, lightened with arousal, pupils large with lust and need, you only…

  • Words

    Leaning in

    We met on a hot day in April by Harrods, you in your suit with laptop and a City grin and me with a charity shop Jaeger dress and my feet sore from London walking. I had a twitter friend with me, and was strangely anxious about you both meeting, what if you didn’t like each other? As it was, who could resist your eyes? Warm, friendly, alive and an unusual hazel colour. They warm the personality denying City uniform and speak always of a lively intelligence and a very special pair of hands. We said good-bye to my friend and caught the tube to the Tate Modern. A Picasso…

  • Elust,  Words

    Elust 100

      Elust 100   Photo courtesy of Wriggly Kitty Welcome to Elust 100– The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #101 Start with the rules, come back December 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!   ~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~ He’s Out of My League Pink Hair, Don’t Care! I’m a feminist but… ~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~ Pain Sluts and Brain Squirrels His Car Keys Take…

  • Moments,  Wicked Wednesday,  Words

    Sugar

    Another long day had nagged at her enjoyment of the smallest things.  Usually able to take pleasure in the intense aroma of a well-made cup of coffee or at the sight of a turning leaf falling from a tree through an arc of sunlight, today’s demands had made her hair grey rather than silver and threatened the reliable smile on her face. She needed something sweet to reconnect her with delight once more but was unable to deliver it to herself in her careworn state. Her phone pinged with a notification – Here Yes, she replied and proceeded to empty her cares into the phone, telling him of the additional…

  • Sinful Sunday,  Words

    #SinfulSunday – steamed up

    Imagine a hotel bathroom.  Hot water running over our backs in rivulets on their way past our open mouths as we kiss, down to our most sensitive places. Imagine that you look up and seeing the mirror clouded with steam order me to put my hands up as you clear the patch on the mirror to reveal my erect nipple. Imagine that you grin and take out your phone to record that moment of my active obedience. Imagine me.. Waiting… Watching.. Yours. Waiting as the water runs into my open mouth. Waiting to receive you. Waiting and wet. Click on the lips below to see who else is being sinful…

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    Curiosity killed the cat

    I am curious – I must be, my bio says so! At times this has got me into trouble; such as when I continued to open the Pandora’s Box of kink regardless of my husband’s desire to keep it jammed shut or when I have agreed to meet people that perhaps on reflection I would have been better not to have.  I tread a fine line between wanting to explore, valuing honesty and clarity and feeling the need to protect not only my own privacy but that of those I care about.  We all have our reasons for needing to guard some aspects of ourselves more closely than others and I…