AnjelZiren, Author at NSFW story

Aural Fixation – Session One

Another day of endless scrolling. Another day of feeling like something important was missing. Another day of feeling horribly unfulfilled.

I threw my phone on the bed and sighed loudly. I was getting antsy. It had been far too long since my body thrashed in the throes of ecstasy, and I was beginning to feel the effects of it – the growing irritation, the powerful longing, the pervasive feeling of dissatisfaction. If I didn’t have standards, I’d have settled for a quick fuck by now.

But that wasn’t what I craved. A quick fuck was far too simple for my tastes, and any such interlude would need to involve a hand around my neck, fingers digging into the curve of my hip, and breathy moaning accompanying strict orders to be quiet unless I wanted everyone to see how much of a slut I was…

The shiver that ran down my spine snapped me out of my trance, and I looked at the phone again, now nestled between my pillows. I wanted a vocal fuck. A strong orgasm. Delicious aftercare that made me want to do it all over again. I wanted to submit, and there was an easy way to get it. Read more »

Help Me Cry

If I had my way, he’d fuck the tears out of me.

I watch him as he walks across the room, take a sip of my coffee, and let my mind wander again.

He’d tie my hands together, check in to see if I was consenting instead of asking if I’m okay. Because I’m not okay. But he could help me be okay by fucking me until I can’t cry anymore. By holding me, and making me feel safe and desired. By draining me of tears and replacing it with his thick, hot cum.

My eyes lower to his belt. Would he spank me with it? Would he help me get the pain that’s at the very bottom of my heart out? Or would he wrap it around my neck as he bent me over?

I blink, and shake my head. Twisted thoughts about tangled sheets, taut muscles and tender touches flash across my mind again, despite me attempting to shake them off.

I’m sad, and we both know it. It’s understandable. He’s helping me because I’m sad. So why am I thinking about him sticking that therapeutic dick inside of me and filling me with cum until I forget that everything isn’t happiness and sunshine? Why do I want him to fuck me to remind me that I’m alive, and wanted, and allowed to live? Read more »

[FM] Lush Life

I was told that I could also post this here 😊

I recently bought a Lush because it’s been one of my goals for a while now, mainly because of its public play capabilities. My mind is rife with fantasies about being naughty in public – and the man I fantasize about has the same proclivities. We’d talked about it, and when he told me that we would test out the toy and told me to make sure that it was fully charged since I would be taking it to work with me, I almost combusted.

When my phone pinged with that special notification sound, telling me to let him know when I’d inserted the toy before I left home, I wasted no time doing so. A little lube, a lot of wiggling, and a whole lot of excitement resulted in the Lush sitting comfortably inside me while I was getting dressed for work. I thought he’d start controlling it immediately after I’d accepted his connection request, but he didn’t, so I continued getting ready.

I was putting my shoes on when I felt the first vibration – a sharp jolt that almost sent one of my flats flying. My phone pinged. Read more »