the life and musings of a kinky slut
~ a poem ~ You’re beautiful when you wake up. Sleep crusted corners of your eyes Rank breath Hand over your mouth, giggling “Ugh, don’t. Gross. Not yet.” “Don’t care.” You’re beautiful when you wake up. You’re beautiful when you wake up. Hair mushed Pink pillow lines on your face Stiff neck waiting for my […]
~ a poem ~ Each day, when you have a moment alone, I want you to close your eyes, and touch yourself here, and think of me. You may be rough, or not. You may cum, or not. You choose. But remember, as your hand lingers, in pleasure or pain, the feel of my touch.
~ a poem ~ Lately, he’s been my waking dream just before I sleep. His hands squeeze my hips. His lips, light kisses at the base of my neck. His nose tickles me a little. I giggle, then nestle into him. One arm under my pillow, the other draped with mine. Our fingers interlock and […]
~ erotica ~ The door muffled the music, but couldn’t stop the thumping through the floor or in the walls. It was a sparse room, though fitting for the 250 person venue. An old leather couch. A few chairs around a card table. Coffee maker and hot water kettle on a cart. A desk-high dressing […]
For the greater part of this year I have been participating in Alison Tyler’s Smut Marathon, a merry war of words between smut writers to see who can last the longest. I’m sad to say today marked the end of the line for me. I lasted longer than most, longer than I initially thought I […]
I sat at the kitchen island, my latest Santa hat beginning to take shape. As everyone began to form a circle, I put my project away, stood, and held hands with a brother on each side. My older brother, in whose house we all stood, was on my right; he said the blessing. After his prayer, I took up […]
Since I adopted a new writing goal for this blog, I’ve found myself wondering if I made the right decision. Since I am not expected to have new content everyday, I’ve given myself an easy out, settling for less than my potentional. In fact, I’ve not been good about posting every other day like I […]
With a new year ahead of me, and so many thoughts swirling in my brain about things I want to accomplish, I thought I’d take a moment to focus on one specific area of great importance to me: my writing. As I mentioned previously, writing an average of one blog a day was difficult last […]
I can hear laughter, chatting. I still need to shower, wash my hair, and change my clothes. My bottle of champagne is not yet in the refrigerator. I haven’t even grabbed dinner yet. I literally walked into the house about five minutes ago after working ten hours today. I’m sitting on my bed, work clothes […]
ForgivenessThe hardest part of NaNo, and something I’ve been struggling with as a goal for this year, is forgiveness. As a writer, as an artist, I logically know that my vision isn’t going to just fall from me onto my screen in its perfect form conveying all the emotions and depth of feeling that I […]