A winter haiku [poetry][short]

Mum used to tell me
Don’t lick your lips when it’s cold
They’ll be sore and dry.

But lick them I did
Until I had learned to have
Simple self control.

Now my chapped sore lips
I wear as a badge of pride
Her daily pleasure.

Wonderland in Alice (Part 1: Down the Hole) [FF][first][Fairy Tale] (X-post from /r/AlexisEllison)

*All in this golden afternoon,*
*The sun was oh so hot.*
*So some stay fully dressed and warm,*
*And others, gladly not.*

*The Red Queen had just begun,*
*When the Knave began to swoon.*
*In Wonderland some stay too long,*
*And others come to soon.*

**Chapter 1: Down the Hole**

The sun shimmered off the water’s gently flowing surface, directly into Alice’s eyes. She sat next to her sister along the bank of the river, the forest doing an excellent job of being green and perfect, and it was absolutely boring Alice.

“Nothing ever seems to happen here,” she sighed, falling dramatically backwards and staring up at the sky. Even that was a perfect blue. “Everything’s always green and blue and perfect.”

Her sister kept her nose buried in the book she was reading. Even still, Alice could hear a small amount of exasperation in her voice. “Oh, Alice. I’ve never heard anyone complain about anything being perfect.”

“Well it is,” she insisted, taking another bite of bread and jam. “And just once I would like something exciting to happen.”

“Mmmhmm,” came the reply.

Late night ride

I made my way upstairs in the dark. Fingers touching the walls that are unfamiliar but smooth. I smile to myself because I’m planning something. I go into the guest room and get comfortable while I wait for him to follow.
I lie in bed when he quietly comes to bed. The scent of rum and coke on his breath I smell as he softly kisses my bare shoulder. Can’t help but smile with my eyes closed. This will be fun. I turn onto my back, baring my breasts to him. I can see his eyes light up as he dips down to kiss me. I wait until he’s atop me, pushing his hips against me. I can feel his cock, hard and hot. It makes me wetter. I moan against his lips, and use my legs to flip him onto his back; I’ve turned the tables and I am on top. His hands slide to my hips and lightly dig into them, grinding me against him. I pant some, my panties getting wetter and wetter. “I want to ride tonight,” I purred down at him. His eyebrows rise but he grins. “Yes please.”
I rub my wet panties against his bulge, and get the strangled moan I wanted. “shhhh can’t let our hosts know…” I teased him. I lifted my hips, sliding off my panties. He hurriedly takes off his boxers, cock bouncing slightly as it’s freed from its cloth confines. Before he had time to lie back, I climbed up and slide him inside my tight, warm pussy. I had to bite my lip and clamp my hand over his mouth to quiet the groan he uttered. My hips start to rock, pushing him inside and out slowly. His hands found my breasts and he found pleasure in cupping them, fingers pinching and stroking my nipples to almost drive me to distraction. I will not be dissuaded. I reach back and find the soft flesh of his balls. I grin wickedly and start to stroke them gently as I picked up my pace. His hands moved down to my hips, gripping them and helping me move faster. He panted up at me, “Shit… shit… I’m gonna… fuck…” I tilted my head back, feeling my hot, wet pussy start to clamp around…”Haaaah, me too…so close…” He then gasped, bucking his hips up and biting back a cry as he came inside me. “ahhhh…” I covered my mouth as I too came around him. We looked at each other, panting hard and then we giggled as we settled down for the night.

Picnic Time

I look down at my watch, frowning. My eyes travel up and around the small wooded area that my lover toold me to meet him at. I have some idea of what he’s planning, but still… I looks down at my sandals. I can’t help but wiggle my toes, because I’m not used to wearing sandals. I look at the area I’m in: It’s a secluded part of a park. Faintly I can hear kids playing basketball, but it’s very far away. The trees make a small little wall, a clear place on the ground where two people could sit and talk, with room to spare. I shake my head and laugh. Talk, right.

A twig behind me snaps and i go to turn, but strong arms encircle my waist and hold me against a strong body. I turn my head to look back, and meet the eyes of my lover. He smiles down at me. “have you been waiting long?” I shake my head…”not very long, no…” I pull away to face him, and take in him. Seeing him always makes my heart race and my body ache. I notice the basket at his feet and raise an eyebrow. “what’s that for?” He smiles at me, and says.. “it’s a surprise…” Both eyebrows rise on my face…”okay…”

High School Reunion

The reunion party was in full swing and Alexa was having fun, actually. She hadn’t seen any of her old classmates in so long… Memories from long ago flashed by as she excused herself from the gym where the party was being held. Her fingers slid over lockers hap-hazardously, memories of her own time spent fighting stuck lockers and half-remembered combinations. A sad smile crept over her lips as long-lost jokes and hurled insults come to her mind. Everyone seems so different now, she mused. She recalled one or two of her male classmates looking her way while she caught up with one of her teachers. She ran her hands down the little black dress she wore for the event, a nervous habit that she never seemed to outgrow. She was just getting used to wearing dresses and skirts that ended mid-thigh these days, and she couldn’t stop smoothing the soft material down. She walked without a purpose, not really paying attention to her surroundings until she stopped at a door to a classroom. She vaguely noticed it was in the English corridor, and she looked up at the nameplate above the door. Alexa smiled fondly; the classroom was once her creative writing class, but now turned into a English classroom. She was so absorbed in her thoughts, that she jumped when she looked back at a unexpected guest. “Oh, Sam. Hi,” She smiled.

Dating the young Asian woman… [MF}

(Editors note: Hi Friends!! I started writing this story for a friend when I couldn’t find a role play partner I really enjoyed!! This is my first one, so I would love feedback (and maybe some edits) to help make it better..

I’ve been having this nice fantasy… maybe about an older man slowly corrupting me..

I’m a young… maybe 18 or 19 year old japanese college student.. innocent and perfect.. (for this I assumed I’m going to school in Philadelphia and home was Hawaii)

Every Saturday I go to the local coffee shop for tea and to study… and you.. a very handsome older white man (mid 30s, handsome, successful, and single) also goes there for tea and to read a paper.. after a few weeks.. we catch each other eyes… and smile at each other.. and maybe a few weeks after that.. you come over and introduce yourself..

We sat and chatted for a while.. maybe an hour.. conversation was super easy and you were really handsome and kind… After that.. our Saturday tea sessions became something we both looked forward too… hearing about each other’s week.. sharing stories..

Open Love letter to the male sex [MF]

To you,

I am your most ardent admirer. I am the woman at the bar, the check-out girl behind the counter, or the waitress who brings you a drink. I am the interested glance over a book at the bookstore, or the flirtatious smile at the coffee shop. I desire you, so fully and adamantly.

I love the touch of hands that are larger than mine and stronger than I’ll ever be. I yearn for the brush of lips against my skin: clean shaven or stubble matters not to me. I shiver at the feel of a groin against my thigh, and the gradual swell of your cock pressed against it as it throbs and makes me hunger for you. My breasts ache for you: for touch, lips, tongue and even teeth to set on them. I long for your sex: Rough as ever as you tug my hair and pound me into a soft, groaning submission; or a sweet, softer kind that drives on endearments or happy tears. I love your passion: treading a fine line between fighting or fucking. Your sex stimulates me so that I wish to shower my devotion. I want to worship your cock with lips, tongue and other parts of me capable of such devotion. This passion known no bounds, but only wishes for a vessel to sate such a thirsty creature.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 7

(Abigail)

My eyes were darting around. It was quiet, except for the rhythmic breaths of the man beside me, his fuzzy chest rising and slumping against my back. His body was warm, but instead of basking into his heat like a bearded dragon, I felt chilly. Even bearded dragons had personal dens to retreat to after a blurry night of wild, crazy sex.

I was nervous to move, to breathe too loudly. I didn’t want to wake him up and have the awkward morning after talk where we both made it seem like what happened was a good idea and we would see each other again. No, there was no need for limp excuses and flaky promises of commitment.

He had all the signs of a playboy. The exorbitant wine, the minibar in his bedroom, the way he got me into his bachelor pad and out of my panties the third time we spoke . . . it was clear I was just part of the long list of his accomplishments that he and his brothers used to compare dick sizes over bottles of five-thousand dollar booze.

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