January 2012
21 posts
Kitchen sink drama
I’m in the kitchen, about to cook dinner when you come out of the bathroom. I turn around to look at you stood in the doorway, knife still in my hand fresh from sharpening.
You are wearing a skinny white vest that clings to your body, the soft pink of your nipples visible just beneath it. Plain, white knickers cover your, I imagine, freshly shaved cunt. Your hair is still wet and you have no make...
Night time, London
It’s raining. Dark, warm, heavy rain.
It bounces off the bonnet of the car and sparkles in the refracted light of the night.
You can see your shadow cast down in front of you. It makes you seem thirty feet tall. The headlights are bright and powerful, your eclipsing of them sudden and sharp, blurred only where your shadow falls across the ripples and puddles of the soaked concrete ground. You...
After the cab
The door slams shut as our bodies fall against it. Your back against my chest, your hands behind you scrabbling for my zip.
I press my lips against your neck and feel you shiver.
I grab the hem of your short skirt and pull it up to your waist. Your cunt is exposed, underwear having been discarded hours ago in a bar.
I slide a finger slowly down the cleft of your sex, your back arches, your...
This Tumblr feed
Is about to become something else. Still sex, still dark and usually filthy… but something different.
Something undoubtedly more wordy.
Right now...
I’d like to be laid in bed with her head on my chest, her fingers tangled in my hair.
Is...
Anybody there?
Remembering
The way her eyes closed and her mouth opened just a little when I pulled her hair.
Wishing
That she was with me now. Her hands clasped around my hands around her throat. Looking at me, daring me…
Questions
Ask me anything…
Again
I dreamed of her again last night. That look on her face. Willingness, abandon, trust.
Then she let me hurt her.
