Apr 272013
 

knees

She had a thing for the animal shuffle and the view of a whore.

She’d been through enough of them.

Now she’s careful who she bruises for.

But the marks do call.

And the ringing is hard to avoid.

Now the ringing won’t stop and her unmarked flesh drives her up the fucking wall.

Mar 082012
 

They were almost as nervous as they were turned on. They were being propelled by excitement into a place that neither of them had been before, but both of them had sexually fantasized about.

…and fantasized about too many times to turn back now.

She just talked to him by messenger at first, then by text and sometimes phone.

It was so that she could reach him as she got more needy. She got more needy… really quickly.

He was more icked about it than she was, until his cock was hard and he was needy for his little girl’s warm, wet flesh.

At first, she’d read and re-read all the messages and “be Daddy’s little whore,” more times than anyone knew.

It was as if she really was keeping that secret he’d told her to.

And of course she was just as innocent as any little girl.

She wasn’t doing anything… wrong. ‘

It was just new and she didn’t know how she felt about it.

…but that wasn’t true

He didn’t know how he felt about it.

…she had decided exactly how she felt about it .

She wanted a Daddy.