Double Penetration

I'm very new to butt play, and for me it's kind of like learning a new language. I'm not perfect at distinguishing what feels good or isolating specifics when something is inside me. But what I do know is I very much enjoy sensations on top of sensations, the more the better. My DP experience … Continue reading Double Penetration

Dirty Dancing in DC

Darnell ignited a fire in me that I forgot I possessed. His body against mine felt devine. Elegantly sculpted, firm, young, agile. He laid lust and raw energy on my lips when he kissed me. I was so consumed by my desire for him that my hands found their way to his muscular glutes and … Continue reading Dirty Dancing in DC

Fucking A Fraud

Forecasting my future, I told him "I don't want kids. My work will be my legacy. My company will be my ba---" "Fall in love with your customers, not your company!" Before I finished he began. He went on and on for fucking ever about how you can't get too attached to your work, how … Continue reading Fucking A Fraud

On Calling Him Daddy

I pride myself on being a particularly sexual person. An adventurer, a group sex lover, and an agile performer who gets wet at the thought of outdoor sex where other people might see me. The only hang up I have around sex is when a male partner wants me to call him Daddy. I was … Continue reading On Calling Him Daddy

Confetti Cum

I drop my head, close my eyes, rub my eyelids, exhale, and confetti flares from my nostrils Now when I cum I don't go anywhere There's no movement Orgasms devoid of tension My memory devastated Body amnesiac Completely blind to the mosaic pleasure has painted I drop my head, cover my eyes Exhale and confetti … Continue reading Confetti Cum

Song Series, Vol 1.

There’s something magical in the way music rearranges physics With the right song, you can exchange repressed reality for waking moments in a vivid and continuous dream. Purely unscientific, there’s a natural mystic, a trance-like toxin to sound The music is immense soul-altering, reality sculpting, time means nothing music grinds on its hands, sways in … Continue reading Song Series, Vol 1.