I asked for a sign But I got the nail In a coffin that I was never supposed to open. On one knee You presented a ring, Felt more like a cage, Where a flightless bird would sing. Your words sound like lies, Tongue tastes like regret, Smile burns a hole in my chest, Stopping my heart, so there’s nothing left. Laughs turn hollow, Heart beat veins are cold, Breathing has been crushed, Reduced to an empty soul. Compliments ins...

"Ho Ho Ho!" "What did you just call me!?" "I'm sorry dear, it's hard to get out of the habit," Santa smirked at Mrs. Claus. "You know I don't mind when you get fresh with me," she slapped him on the behind when she walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. "Hmm, we should try something extra naughty tonight then... It's almost Christmas Eve, we need to celebrate!" "Good idea honey, what do you suggest?" Mrs. Claus s...

It was Thursday night, time for Paul to come for our weekly session. At this point, I was about two months into our arrangement and making more cash than I’ve ever seen as a young college girl. While Paul, multi-millionaire entrepreneur that he is, didn’t seem to mind spending his hard-earned money on me, I wondered if his wife harbored other feelings. I had to push the thought of his marriage out of my head so I could pe...

I woke up horny as fuck thinking about how Paul had chosen me to be his girl yesterday. He already had a wife, but I was the girl he had picked to start a mutually beneficial relationship of sorts. The kind where I provided an exclusive service and he rewarded me generously. I was new at this arrangement, but not new at sex. As a young college girl, I was used to fooling around, but never thought anyone would pay to play....

I regretted it as soon as it left my lips. I thought my grimace would've given the truth away, but I should've known he wasn't one to pick up on subtlety. “You could spend the night if you wanted…” I trailed off, unsure if that was even a smart idea; but then again, I haven't been making the best decisions lately. “Sure, but you're off the clock for the rest of the night…unless I get horny for round three," he laughed coc...

On Halloween night, she consumed his flesh. Biting, bonding, his bated breath lingers in the air mixing with pumpkin scented candles. She tears him apart while he moans, the roughness is what he paid for after all. He's dying to know who she will fuck tomorrow night, her next customer…or victim. Her black outfit and matching hair disappear when the lights go out; all that shines are bright red lips devouring an erect cock...

You stared at me with those eyes Kisses burned flesh of innocence Mistook the look of love Instead defined the prey of predator. I grew accustomed to your grooming Habits that informed my every move Cautiously optimistic then suddenly sullen You tormented me with inconsistency. Who are you anyways? The one whose touch and taste remind me Blinding me with lust and lingering scent on my naked skin Legs wide apart, spread to...

“Hey, Boss, how was your weekend?” my intern popped his head into my office. He startled me; my desk chair swiveled to meet his eager gaze. “Oh, you know… fine,” I answered, trying to appear nonchalant. I was trying to hide my flushed face as he entered and sat down across from me. I knew more questions were coming. He always wanted to know what I did when I wasn’t at work. Why was he so interested? I was an attractive yo...

I’ve always been fascinated by my mailman. And by “fascinated,” I mean I wanted to fuck him. His name is Dan and he came at the same time every afternoon at one o’clock to open my mail slot and deliver his goods. Many countless nights I had fantasized about him entering me from behind. So one day, to get his attention, I left my lacy red panties in the mailbox for Dan to find while delivering my mail. Hoping he’d take the...

I look down at the scale. I get off and then back on, trying again, as if the numbers will magically change. Pfft, whatever. I roll my eyes and finally step off feeling dejected and wondering why it’s been so hard to lose this baby weight. My husband comes over and rubs my shoulders. “You’re beautiful,” he gently reminds me, “Those numbers don’t measure your grace or wisdom.” “Yeah right,” I scoff, instantly regretting ho...

Dear You, My eyes are wet just addressing this letter to you, which I may or may not have the courage to send. Things between us have changed. Or rather, I’ve changed. And I’m sorry. You’ve taught me so much over the years: how to drive, play poker, cook meals other than pasta. You were there when I graduated: supporting, encouraging, clapping. Always my biggest fan. We shared our successes. Our experiences together were...

I let you go, My affliction, Your sweetness gone, An addiction.   Hit rock bottom, Cannot hide, Withdrawal feeds, Where love died.   Nightmare vultures, Haunting me, Around every turn, It’s you I see.   Triggered by greed, Consumed by lust, You’re crushing me up, Life turns to dust.   Wander for relief, Failure to confide, I’m not whole, Feel barely alive.   Turning bitter, No sweet release, Unending journey, A search for...

You tower above me, I’m down on my knees, Give me all of you, “I need your touch, please.”   My long dark hair, Twisting around your finger, Pace quickens to satisfy, “Slower, let it linger.”   Lips freely wander, Cock dives in deeper, Pat me reassuring, “You’re a keeper.”   Tongue speeds up, Breathing gets heavy, You call out my name, “My mouth is ready.”   As cum shoots out, You shudder with power, I lap up every drop,...

“I told you last time I think I like women,” Linda started, trying not to sneak a peek at her attractive therapist. “I remember,” Dr. Emily smiled. “Well, I know who I want as my first female sexual partner…” Linda squirmed. “And?” “It’s forbidden. I doubt it could ever happen, it’s pointless.” Linda couldn’t help but stare at Dr. Emily’s chest. Her breasts peeped out of her white blouse, buttons undone exposed cleavage,...

Sam and Ryan were both music majors at my university. We were all seniors and I had seen them at parties and they were friends with my roommates. I have a thing for musicians and we clicked right away. Sam and Ryan weren’t that close of friends with each other, mostly just classmates. I got to know each of them separately and they became my good friends. Sam was first to ask me to hang out. I was thrilled that he wanted t...