I’m broken-hearted. I think about the last week, the last month, the last year … and my heart breaks. Talks overflowing with hurtful words, tears, and confusion swim around in my mind. Fingers pointed. Questions left unanswered. And after everything that’s been said and done, I still don’t know what to do with my broken…
I’m certain I will help some guy get lucky tonight. I’m in the mood for some cock and I have plans within plans. I’ve shaved my pussy and now I’m fingering it. I’m feeling that tingle as my slick fingertip circles my clit. I stop. I know I look my best when I’m cockhungry. I…
“Wait! Don’t leave! Please. I’m sorry.” This is a tale of betrayal in a close platonic friendship. It is also about consequences and courage and finding the strength to do what we can to take responsibility for our mistakes and make the sacrifices required to pay for them. It is not, strictly speaking, a “dirty”…
I fucked up. I crossed a line that I should’ve known not to cross and now I had to pay the price. My marriage was at stake. I was trying to salvage something from the unsatisfying relationship and I had misjudged my husband. I thought he was submissive but I learned that I had been…
I used to be your prized possessionalways teaching me a lesson.Always wanting to have me close.To love me with an open heart you chose.A smile, laughter; a normal thing.Sadness would be a clear sin.They were of the most perfect days.Though perfection soon decayed. Now the time has ended fast.How could I not see happiness wouldn’t…
I can’t believe it. This all has to be a dream. That cunt, she used me. Why did I not see it from the beginning? Here I sat and thought we had become such wonderful friends. But boy, did she ever pull the cloth over my eyes. All I can do is sigh again as…
Because of the shooting rampage in Texas, someone I love and care about has to leave to go back into combat. This is a poem about the murderer who’s actions are making that so. —————————————— Because of You  Because of you He has to go. Because of you I cannot hold him. He has…
I sit on the shower floor fuming, breathing heavily and trying to digest what you just did to me, I cannot help but be turned on, and that infuriates me more.   I finally calmed down enough to respond to your question.  “Yes baby, I want to suck your cock.” I suddenly spot the…
*** A/N: This is a story I wrote a while ago. I’ve made some editing and proofing changes. And for those that read on Lit as well. Yes I am Kushiel. Please bare in mind when reading this I was trying to write from a seventeen year old’s perspective. Hope you enjoy! *** This is…
“I hate you!” was the last thing I said as I slammed my door shut and went to cry on my bed. He just didn’t understand. He never did. Almost every day this happened; him trying to talk about Mama and me saying it doesn’t matter anymore. She is gone, what am I suppose to…