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#StoryIn12 - November

Every day,  the #StoryIn12 flash fiction meme on twitter challenges writers to write a “complete” story in exactly 12 words, that includes the prompt word for that day.

#StoryIn12 is the creation of Molly (aka @mollysdailykiss) and  Wriggly Kitty (aka @Wriggly_Kitty)

Here are mine for this month:
Separation – Time may not heal, but it can numb the pain of separation.Bury – I want to bury my face between her thighs, savouring her taste.Report – She smiled. A bad report card meant the kiss of the cane.Floor – The cold floor beneath her back; a contrast to his warm body.Excuse – She could not excuse herself from the discipline she would soon receive.Champion – He was her guide, her protector, her teacher; he was her champion.Figure – She had a wonderfully filthy mind, and the figure to complement it.Cottage – A remote highland cottage, a roaring log fire, her lover beside her.Confront – For good or bad, the time has come to confront my demons.Seat – She took her seat, made herself comforta…

The Sounds He Makes

The Sounds Makes
by Kilted Wookie
He sighed as she took him into her mouth. The sighs turned to contented groans as she worked her lips up and down his shaft. The groans were accompanied by spasmodic jerks of his hips as she tongued the tip of his cock’s swollen head.
“You’re so good,” he whispered, “I love how you suck my cock.” She loved hearing his words of compliment, and sucked him harder. She was aware of the rustle of the sheet below them as he squirmed, his movements becoming increasingly less controlled.
His breathing became increasingly laboured as she focused on his pleasure. His cock twitched in her mouth, each spasm accompanied by a moan.
“Oh fuck… Oh fuck…” His words vocalised his increasing tension as she brought him towards his climax.
His head tossed, fingers gripped her shoulder. “Oh… Oh… Aaaahhh… Fuck…”

She could taste his approach, feel it as well as hear it. Every sound he made told her that she had taken him to the brink.
“Oh fuck… Yes… Fuck yes… Ohhhh…” he moaned…

Women On Top

I suspect that it’s pretty fair to say that the subject of Female Domination is not one I know much, if indeed anything, about. There is, of course, a very good reason for this: while, in a D/s setting, I may identify as “a Dominant”, I am,very obviously, not a woman. I have also never experienced domination from the perspective of the one being dominated, i.e. the submissive.
My only “experience” with fem-domme comes through the imagery of porn and, if I’m being completely honest, such imagery tends to leave me more than a little cold.
Partially, it is because of my on identification; I simply cannot put myself in the position of the male in the scene. The other, for me at least, off-putting aspect is the imagery itself.
Discipline, particularly in the form of corporal punishment, features quite heavily in D/s porn. The Dominant may have the submissive over their knee and be administering a spanking. Alternatively a belt or a cane or some other implement may be used. The bottom of th…

Temporary Loss Of Control

I am something of a self-control freak. I get uncomfortable when I am not the master of my own destiny. I’m not really one for placing myself in other’s hands. Oh, I accept that there are times when I have to rely on others; I cannot know or do everything myself. I am, however, at my most comfortable when I know that the things in my life that I can influence and control are being controlled to the fullest of my ability.

Even when it comes to sex, generally I prefer to do things “my way”. The Dominant in me likes to lead, to take charge, to direct. When I go down on a woman, I love that I have the ability to control, to a certain extent, her climax. The pace and pressure of my tongue on her clit, the exploration of her clit, the teasing, the tormenting and her eventual release are all to some extent being dictated by me. Edging is a very definite exercise of control.

Conversely though, during sex is one of the few times when I actually enjoy losing control. I don’t mean that I let som…

Casual Fun

Many years ago, late at night, I was alone, at home, in bed, chatting online on MSN to a friend of mine. The friend in question was, of course, female. The conversation was, as the conversations we had so often were, flirty and decidedly frank. I can’t remember which of us first mentioned that our particular chat that night was getting us a bit hot under the collar, but I do remember her asking me what I would say if she told me she was tempted to get dressed and drive to mine. Despite it being past 1am in the morning, my response was that the door would be open and that she should let herself in. Less than 30 minutes later we were fucking with an intense abandon that left us both happily drained. She left to go home sometime after 3am.
More recently another friend who has occasionally featured on this blog. Again it was an online chat, neither of us could sleep. A suggestion was made. I responded that I could be there in about 20 minutes. We fucked hard and fast in the kitchen. A lit…

When I'm Down

I’ve always been very open about my depression and mental health. I don’t let it define me, but it is so much a part of who I am that I can’t really not acknowledge the fact that it is a very big part of what goes together to make me the person I am.
As a general rule, apart from when I am at my very worst, depression hasn’t had too much of an adverse effect on my libido. When circumstances, and the availability of a willing partner, allow, I probably enjoy sex every bit as much as anybody else. Actually, this is a bit of an interesting point as, given that I have suffered from depression on and off since my teens (before I became sexually active), it’s actually difficult to say how depression has affected my libido. I’ve been on anti-depressants now constantly since 2004. Before that, from about 1995 onwards, I had occasional episodes where I would be prescribed a 6 month course. The only comparison I can make is that between my current libido and that of those periods pre-2004 where…