NSFW: Haiku For Me
Sunday, October 19th, 2008Sexy naked girl
Tears falling over hot breasts
Greedy cocksucker
*grin* I can’t help it- I like inspiring erotic poetry…This particular gem is courtesy of my own personal King of Pain. Delicious, don’t you think?
NSFW: Pigtails Please
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008Inspired by my lovers, both phone and physical…
The text message is short and effective. “Pigtails please.” The two words act instantly on my body. I feel my gut clench and I know if I were to slip my hand into my panties, I would find wetness. I stand before the bathroom [...]
Culinary Inspiration
Tuesday, April 8th, 2008His fingers flying
over flesh to be consumed
by eager gluttons
My hunger seething
for more than the sweetest breads
melting in my mouth
Not Safe For Prudes
Friday, April 4th, 2008It has been a while since I’ve written about my phone sex calls in detail, mostly because I figure anyone who reads this already knows firsthand what they’re like. Lol. I also got tired of feeling obligated to write about each one. It started to feel repetitive, because it is indiscreet to get overly specific sometimes, so I limited myself [...]
Winding Down
Friday, February 22nd, 2008Only two more shows left…I can’t believe it’s almost over! I feel so blessed to have been a part of this production…I’ve met so many amazing people…And last night I was reminded of yet another difference between Portland and NYC…Here, people from the audience don’t say “good job, nice work” like they do in Manhattan. They say, [...]
A Flash of Flesh
Sunday, January 6th, 2008I’m thinking about fingers running up the back of my thigh…Breath on the nape of my neck…A wicked murmuring in my ear of deviant delights to come…Hands, spinning me around and pushing me back against wall…And I’m thinking about lips…Brushing across mine as our bodies press together…In my fantasy, faces remain in shadow…My imagination fills in [...]
Erotic Interlude #6
Tuesday, November 13th, 2007Courtesy of my Chicago Writer, originally dated September 3, 2005:
Let’s
(for Tonya)
Let’s play doctor.
Let’s play house.
Let’s play dress up.
Let’s play make believe.
Let’s pretend
that we’re on a train,
in a cab,
on the stairway,
in an elevator.
Or that we’re in bed together, after-
you curled up against me like a sleepy cat,
yawning into my shoulder bone.
Let’s play you and me.
I’ll be [...]
Erotic Interlude #5
Sunday, October 28th, 2007Courtesy of my Chicago Writer, originally dated January 9, 2005:
my lover tells stories
but I love it when my scheherezade
asks for a story of her own
and I whisper her name
riotous, joyous
as sweet in my mouth
as wine after a bite of bread
Erotic Interlude #4
Monday, October 22nd, 2007Courtesy of my Chicago Writer, originally dated July 4, 2005:
The sheets are blank and white as journal pages
The walls are voiceless, nothing here declares
What cries they made–and now this linen stage is
All our own–no trace of what was theirs.
The king size bed, a lamp, an air conditioner,
The lock upon the heavy wooden door–
Reckless, greedy, falling [...]
Erotic Interlude #3
Wednesday, October 17th, 2007I will write a “real” entry shortly, but these words have me in a sexy mood this morning…
Courtesy of my Chicago Writer, originally dated December 22, 2005:
Walking past the white arch
She tells me about her New York,
Her madcap love affair with life and love and youth.
Her New York City.
My New York City is tangled in her hair.
It [...]