Bubbles and wine – Adult

Glass in hand at 2pm Filling the bath Bubbles, candle, poetry Snatch this solitude while I can I sink down into the warmth Leave the past few days behind Bubbles tickling my nipples Aware of my body Wine dancing in my mouth Read some poetic wordsMy brain slows and body unwinds Dip a wrist under

Thinking about sex – Adult

Thinking about sex With you And now I’m wet So wet But you aren’t here I’m wondering what to do… I run a hand over my skirt Press harder and harder  As my breath starts getting sharper And my body starts to pulse It’s not enough… Why aren’t you here? I need more I run fingertips under the edge of my clothes Pushing deeper and deeper Brushing in

Digital Pleasures – Adult

I was taking dirty photos for you to tease and make you sweat But as I clicked and touched myself I started to get wet I decided to take a video of my finger slipping inside But I got a little distracted and took myself for a ride Be careful when you view your phone 

Come – Adult

I was taught not to be sexual. I learnt to suppress my vibrancy. I was warned not to masturbate. I was told it’s a sin and perhaps it is… but as I sit here reading her dirty words, I want to touch myself and join her in her exploration. I want you to come home

Imagine – Adult

When you wrap your hand around yourself and move it up and down enjoying that raw pleasure… do you think of me? Do you imagine I’m with you biting your ear? Because when I’m touching myself just right… I imagine you’re here. Baby come home… Lover, I’m waiting for you to return so we can