Posts Tagged ‘orgasm’

“Pick a hole. You know what happens next.”

12/01/2013  |  5 Comments

Content warning: This story contains Daddy/boy play, lots of ownership/possession, force, and some humiliation. Everything depicted is between consenting adults,... more

Protected: Stone: Occam’s Razor

09/07/2010  |  Enter your password to view comments.

"What do you think about?" I'd taken my cock off. We lay, thin layers of sweat cooling us from the circulation... more

“Can I come? Please?”

07/07/2009  |  5 Comments

Kristen gets off easily. When we were discussing it last night, she said there's a point after we've been fucking... more

My slutty little girl.

04/02/2009  |  25 Comments

Or, how her dirty talk got me off. Twice. In my bedroom. We both knew we only had a few hours... more

Her dirty talk got me off. Twice.

03/31/2009  |  8 Comments

“So,” Kristen said, arms around my neck, looking up from under me, my legs between hers but bent and wrapped... more

A Resplendent Image

03/06/2009  |  10 Comments

Some days just the memory of her is enough to drive me wild. I've been holding on to the image of... more

On Butches: Coming Inside

03/05/2009  |  20 Comments

The truth is, it's embarrassing, really, to come while strapped on and fucking. The amount I have to let go and risk is sometimes too much for my heart to open up. It isn't fair to say that she doesn't have to do the same amount of risk and letting go when I throw her down onto the bed, shove my hand between her legs, push my fingers inside until she's screaming and thrashing under my forearm holding her down. But it's different, isn't it? more

Wait for me on your knees.

01/29/2009  |  25 Comments

I pull her up from the table and cradle her close, her naked body against me, still fully clothed. Kiss her tender and run my hands along her skin. "Now: down." I command. "On your knees." She didn't quite respond quickly enough, still looking at me heavy-lidded and getting her brain to catch up with the sensations in her body. I push on her shoulders. "Down." And she slides to her knees. I take a fistful of her hair. "Put your hands behind your back." She does, eyes shining, blinking. "Wait for me. Be right back." more

A Quick Fuck in a Shadowed Corner

01/07/2009  |  14 Comments

“Good girl,” I say, caressing her hair and cheeks with my fingers. She’s taking me deep, looking up every so often, her lips closing around me and sucking. She takes me almost to the base, deep, then slides it out of her mouth and lets her tongue lap all the way down the length of it. My hips are moving, grinding against her gently, I want more, want to pull out and fuck her up against the wall, bend her over the pool table on the other side of the room, I can see other butches with sticks hitting balls across felt in precise angles by the lamp swaying. Everyone going along with their Saturday night, not noticing this dark corner we’ve found.more

I woke her in the middle of the night

01/05/2009  |  7 Comments

Kristen spent the night in my bed on Saturday, and by five am, after waking up every half-hour or so half-hard and wishing it was morning so I could fuck her again, I give in. Shifting against her, I roll us both from our lazy sleep-embrace to her back, one of my legs between hers, right hand on the soft hair between her legs, fingers on her lips, pressing gently, caressing, opening. more