From the mind of wawbat
i want to lift you by your cunt… hand slick with your juices i want to take your breath in my mouth leaving your lungs taut i want your next gasp to pull air from deep inside me i want to tumble in sheets drenched in the scent of our bodies in heat i want to … Continue reading
i conjure tonight… black wife-beater and worn blue jeans i hear the metal buckle a belt slips loop after loop in quick succession until it gently snaps air escapes my lungs cheeks flush bitch… mouth takes mouth a soft mane tickles my face before being gathered into a ponytail candlelight licks at the shadows of the … Continue reading
i have no need of pleasure or release but i will touch myself when my body finally relaxes into bed tonight because i need to remember your touch because i would prefer to think that you’re simply getting a glass of water or brushing your teeth or retrieving your black bag because i want to imagine that you … Continue reading
It was annoying as fuck… you sitting in the bed next to me reading. Were you really reading? Pretending, i suspected. Simple enough… touch myself… So flippant, you were. “That pussy isn’t going to fuck itself and i’m not fucking you until you cum for me, bitch” i was horny as hell but wanted teeth … Continue reading
Yesterday, i posted part one of this story (Aqua). Again, i wrote this to try to process things from my life… and when i recollected time with Mr. X… i had bias (of course). It seemed important to me to give him every benefit of the doubt… and that’s what “Marine” was all about. What … Continue reading
Years ago, as a young wife… i realized i had made a horrible mistake. The marriage, that is. We were not compatible, He was an addict, He was violent, and i was young and naive. It couldn’t have been anything but disastrous, really. It is impossible to rewrite our histories, but we all find ways … Continue reading
Last night, i had an interesting IM encounter with J. It began innocently enough… we’ve been messaging recently on fet… but it moved to an IM and in that world of back-and-forth banter, it quickly morphed into something else entirely. There was none of that “and then, i’ll do this… or that” but rather a … Continue reading
