I pulled Russell to me again, as waves of desire mounted, blindly seeking his mouth once more, my body lost within a rush of throbbing sexual need. The kiss extended, our lips tugging, sucking and smearing, tongues flickering and snarling, mouths creating an avid de-facto copulation.
I was having a break, coffee in hand, checking out the latest posts and wondering who I could nominate for #SoSS this week when I spotted the following posts: Good thing I was already in […]
The sounds of The Dead Kennedy’s song “Too Drunk To Fuck” pounded through the doors and I laughed awkwardly. I hoped that song wasn’t prophetic. #wickedwednesday #kinkoftheweek
I’d slowly become used to the odd, filled sensation that not only occurred during the encounter, but also lasted for hours after he’d been inside me. #masturbationmonday
In a pre-dawn flashback, Indie recalls the delights of Xmas day and Ryans candy cane. #MasturbationMonday
Ryan and Indie’s Xmas continues in Part 2.
#MasturbationMonday Ryan and Indie share some xmas cake and some other tasty treats…
A hand slides slowly up between my legs, lightly catching my sweaty skin
The leather of Ryans’ jacket creaked as he leaned toward me, sliding one hand between my thighs, the other behind my head.
Material strained and ripped, buttons popped and flew randomly across the bed.