poeticdesires

the life and musings of a kinky slut

Archive for February, 2012

Avoidance —

I often equate my job with being a hustler or a whore. Since I am a freelancer, I don’t work full time for any one company, though I pick and choose my gigs carefully. I work for about half a dozen different entities, going where the money is. Company X is my favorite. They pay […]

Religion and Reproduction —

This is a straight-up rant. This post isn’t meant to be sexy. It’s not specifically about sex, or fucking, or all the fun things my life occasionally entails. Fun Fact: In high school I was voted Most Opinionated. Here is a taste of why. [Side note: I was also voted Most Boy Crazy. Snicker as […]

Mr. Wrong —

~erotica~ Bad boys ain’t no goodGood boys ain’t no funLord knows that I shouldRun off with the right one*But which one? Thick steam surrounded, swirled, as Sam sat and wrestled with this choice. Dominic or Thomas? Daddy or Beau? Who would Sam choose? Both Dominic and Thomas were appealing. Both were gorgeous, desperately in love […]

Floating —

~erotica~ She let her body lay on the water, gliding between the surface and the deep below. All she could hear was the lapping of the water and her breath. Her fingers delicately danced, feeling the liquid rest and then slip through her digits. She smiled, feeling like she was home. “Is she drunk?”“I don’t […]

Falling Down —

The cold rain pounded her body; she didn’t care. The frigid wind blew; she didn’t mind. The rain masked her tears. The wind screamed louder than her cries. She was grateful for the torrent around her, grateful something rivaled the tornado of emotions inside her. He arrived around 9, tired from work, not expecting to […]

Vacation —

It was cool, with a slight breeze that rustled the nearby trees, but the light droplets that fell brought the chill down past her layers of clothing to rest on her skin and in her bones. She didn’t like the cold, and though it was nowhere near freezing, the temperature was much too low for […]

Panic —

Recently I hurt a friend. There was a miscommunication. I jumped to conclusions. I went into protect myself mode. And, in the process, I let them down. For that I apologized. We have since reconciled and all is well with our friendship. But as soon as things were better again, I began wondering why things […]

A While —

Going into tonight’s Dirty Things party, I had three aims. 1- There would need to be much cigar play. 2- I wanted to spend some time with N3rddom and KnownUnknown, who would be traveling from far away to attend the party. And 3- I absolutely wanted to kiss VoodooPrincess again. Thankfully, all three of my […]

Popular —

“What’s on your mind?”“Am I famous or infamous?”“No, you’re popular.” I decided to dress up tonight, literally. I put on an actual dress, and my boots of course, puffed up my hair, and headed out to Happy Hour feeling like the shit. Upon arrival I was greeted by Big Sis, who remarked on how good […]

Playing the Game —

We stood under the lights in a back alley, talking. Once again, I was in my dress blacks. Once again, we played pool and drank. This time he won, 3-2. The encounter did not last our normal length; he had to go to work early tomorrow morning, and technically I was still on the clock. […]