This stunning guest blog, by @nookysemper, came out of an incredible thread she wrote a while ago which appealed strongly to my inner pervert, who loves the sexy noises people make when they’re horny. When she approached me to offer a guest blog, I asked if she could elaborate on that delightful ode to sexy noises, and voilà! Here’s her gorgeous post…
It’s really easy to talk about how sexy you are when you do stuff. When you perform delicate tasks with precision, or say things that make me melt. And logic might dictate that it’s harder to see why you’re sexy when you do absolutely fuck all, but that isn’t always the case.
This midnight sex story, by erotic author Tabitha Rayne, originally appeared on her website.
Insomnia grips me.
Awake but in stasis, I should just get up, start my day but it feels so wrong. Blood runs fizzy in my veins and my head throbs. Why can’t I be one of the sexy insomniacs from the films, pounding the streets or hunched over a laptop writing wretched dark novels while chain smoking with gaunt cheeks and staring eyes.
This story, by erotic author Tabitha Rayne, originally appeared on her website.
Tamara ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth to savour the taste of him. She’d tried to stop but the jerking of his hips and surge in his balls gave made her lust for his orgasm and she hadn’t been able to resist. He tasted of everything she knew he would, sweet, salty, sexy. Oh the way he’d grabbed her hair, just right and fucked her face. Perfect.
You all know I have a kink for lustful longing, right? Intense desire, that fires you up and makes you tremble, which may or may not ever be requited. Please welcome today’s guest – @EuphemiseThis – who’s here to talk about lust, longing and a forbidden fuck…