My Life Be Like, short story

Intertwined

I flipped over to see his sleeping face, and I knew I was in deep trouble. It was never supposed to go this far, but this was third time of us linking up. I couldn't even tell you how we ended up here or why we couldn't stop meeting up. I just knew that our… Continue reading Intertwined

My Life Be Like, poetry

Talk That Talk

So he just left,like 15 mins ago.He has work blah blah blah… He comes in,uses thebathroom.Then walks to my room. From his coatto my lips.We get lifted.I needed not tofeel. He consumes me.Stop. Stop,stop. Kissing my neckwith a fist full of hair.My titties in the air. Two handfulsof me.On his lap, giantlegs wide open. The… Continue reading Talk That Talk

My Life Be Like, short story

Doing It Well Part 2

I guess my brain decided on now because my lips were on his skin in an instant. As he turned around, I saw his eyes glare into my soul. He slowly wrapped my leg around him and we joined in an embrace. His soft kiss on my lips was what I really needed. I could… Continue reading Doing It Well Part 2

My Life Be Like

50 Shades Of Her ‘A spicy Lesbian Erotic Series’

de·sire dəˈzī(ə)r/ noun 1. a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen. Her finger tips roamed every part of my body as I quiver, mmm. I’ve never felt something so amazing. She inserts her finger inside my woman hood while circling my clit with her thumb. I moan softly… Continue reading 50 Shades Of Her ‘A spicy Lesbian Erotic Series’