I write and my stories are important to me so I am much more interested in chatting if you've read them and written to me. Behind the avatar is a person and I can be delicate and sensitive so it is always best to try to get to know me first rather than just 'cyber' me. So, if you really want to be friends that is what I'm looking for ... demanding cow that I am ... do all that and you might get to know the erotically charged little creature that is me. Xxx
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Public would be nicer x
A lesson you would do well to Monsieur le Marquis x... the proper respect that is.
A Belle Disney Princess Dress ... because he'd look so cute x
Ip dip cow poo I chose to FUCK you x
Take away his dignity and gift him the end of a leash x
Hello rachael ... now this is really only going to go one way as far as I can see x
No words: just the feel of your ragged breath against my fingertip as you squirmed deliciously beside me. Ssssshhhh x
ME, him, a madhouse full of instruments of torture ... sounds just like a quiet night in x
He's feisty, he's a wolf, and what big ears he has ... of course he's locked in the bedroom ... hopefully Grandma won't devour him entirely x
Barely had I wiggled into the room Before she’d undressed me with searching eyes Rapacious pupils eager to consume Face a vision of delighted surprise. Soft finger pads slide the length of glass stem Sharp teeth, soft tongue, play games of interest Where unto now has been hidden this gem Now wonderfully come to brighten her nest? She is the queen of this suburban hive Acolytes, flatterers,...
Added 08 Jun 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Climb the wooden hills to Bedfordshire Fingers discard my clinging attire Slipping silently between fine sheets Mind a-whirr from delectable treats. Clinging pillows my head to grace Fine hair dishevelled across my face Mouse wriggling lost in this grande bed Space unending; curling toes widespread. Pulsating visions across mine eyes Soaking pleasure stains adorn soft thighs...
Added 04 Jun 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I am fixated with my foot. Apologies but that is an inaccurate generalisation. In truth I am fixated by the way my foot dangles midair. The contrast of deep red shoe against barely black fine hosiery, the sight of the small mole atop it visible through the fine denier, the twin curvature of the toe, and, most mentally seducing, is the way the tops of my toes tap against the inside of the...
Added 01 Jun 2013 | Category Lesbian
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It really is incredibly hard to walk away from a pair of patent heels when you have been captured in their orbit. I can see them shimmering on the shelf; a half inch platform on the sole, a triangulated toe all fixed and severe and the narrowest of 5" heels with a brilliantly refective metal spike. I am circling them, keeping them in the corner of my sight, pretending to myself that I...
Added 05 Nov 2011 | Category Fetish
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Neighbourhood Watch I get genetics; I really do. Mendel, Paley, Darwin, X and Y chromosomes, DNA, the Human Genome Project, protein molecules that combine and define who and what we are; I accept and understand it all. What I can't comprehend, however, is how I've ended up being 5ft 1", with pallid skin, Coppertone hair and breasts that would shame a male weightlifter. How can I possibly...
Added 08 Oct 2011 | Category Lesbian
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“What’s on your mind?” The vertical line strobes repeatedly demanding my response; the vast empty whiteness of the digitalised box awaiting the dancing of my fingers across the soft receptive keyboard and the expression of the jumble of thoughts pressing at my mind. But, what to say? What to communicate? What to share with the assorted collection of friends, acquaintances and “God...
Added 29 Jul 2012 | Category Taboo
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Fuck You Fuck you with your glinting eyes That hold me e’er spellbound. Fuck you with your cool disdain On which I run aground. Fuck you for your curling lips That sneer each phrase they spit. Fuck you for the words you say And those you do omit. Fuck you and your roaming hands That stroke the air, not me. Fuck you and that world we shared Now naught but old debris. Fuck your...
Added 24 May 2012 | Category Love Poems
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Extended beyond enduring; muscles screaming in taut thighs, arms cruelly held unnaturally aloft, wrists captured in a biting embrace. Intrigue begineth here. Intrigue begat this. Rosehip buds stiff atop soft flesh as it trembles before a cold breeze’s careless caress. Sightless and blind, cocooned in the darkness of secure trust, contained within the delicious hell of my perverse nature. ...
Added 29 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Heels clacking across concrete slabs. Back straight, chin raised, eyes downcast, hair falling across lip chewing face. Sunlight glistening off glass, captured in red brick as families meander and cappuccinos wet leisure parched lips. Skirt flicking across bare thighs whilst engorged nipples press determinedly against gauze-like blouse. Fluttering wings run wild throughout...
Added 28 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Vignette: Sssshhh Sssshhh. Quiet. Be still. Can you feel it? The slow, steady drag of air escaping from your parted lips, filling the expectant heavy atmosphere with the moisture of your desire. Can you feel the trembling of your skin and the fluttering of your eyelashes, as weighted by need they press down eager to caress your flesh? Can you taste the wetness pooling in your mouth...
Added 27 May 2013 | Category Masturbation
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