No Touching

A tad mad, I say for a dreary man. I walk briskly through feathers careful not to disturb their peace. My eyes bulge slightly as I crawl into my skin fighting the urge. Entrapped, dare I whisper, and they are on to me. No comfort as devilish desires drip from my lips at the sight of them. I was told not to stare too long or they could keep me, prisoner, forever.
Damn!


I am weary and feeble as they draw me into their treacherous frame. Various colors spoil me rotten as they get close to me yet I am a fool.
Throw me away sweet desire, I don’t even deserve you!

I settled in my chair worried about those eyes taunting me.
Sharp green or sparkly brown read into me so deep I crumble. I look for a way in just to convey a few words then something pulls me back.


Why am I merely like this?


Please tear me away from this discomfort!


Blood pumping quickly I stand to my feet frozen as they surround me with their compact forms and tall weapons.

No! I won’t let you win this time.


I move quickly through their enchanted forest to reach the outside. For a moment, I am relieved then as I look towards the path forward, they come for me again.

Valentine’s Day: Say My Name

Hands tied to the bed, I sat on his swollen cock as he called out my name. Lips parted slightly, I leaned into his sweetness then sucked gently. He became my lover that could do all the things I dreamed of. Penetrating deep I popped up on his cock like messy bubble gum. He appreciated this fuck, I could see it in his eyes. Then as my breasts took in all his breath, he said Happy Valentines Day.

My Valentines Playlist

Valentine’s Day Story: Love in the Making

Routinely, my wife and I operate like cuckoo clocks. We go out to the edge of the plank, greet each other then go our separate ways. Its consistently been like this and I know why. We had a rough patch in our marriage a few years back. I became involved with another woman that we both knew. It wasn’t a long affair just a couple of nights of fun. I thought about telling my wife, but someone beat me to it.

The hard part came when she decided not to leave. Like a death had suddenly came into the family, I was locked out from the joys of her life. Everything is done without me now. She goes to the movies alone. Also spend alot of time with her friends. There is never a question of where I was or where I am going. If something exciting happens to me at work, she just smiles then walks away. I really want her to get back to normal and forget this happened. Why can’t she just get over it? It was just sex, nothing more than that.

Today is Valentines Day, so I decided to sit and watch our wedding video. I really don’t know what made me watch it actually. It had been years since I saw it. The video opens with her and the bridesmaids putting on their beautiful dresses. She looks gorgeous and thrilled to be getting married. That day, I wondered if I was even good enough to wed such a woman. The video ends with us dancing under a few scattered lights. Then the video cuts off abruptly because we ran out of tape. I have no idea how I can mend her heart or what to do next.

“That day is still the best day of my life.”

Turning from the video, I observe my wife leaning against the wall looking at me with affectionate eyes.

“Are you sure its still the best day? I have been such a fuck up since then.”

“That day can never be erased. I don’t hate you for what you did, I just don’t understand why you would do that to me.”

“I have no answer for what I did. I have been foolish to think it would be something that you could just get over. Now looking at our wedding video, I can see your love for me was unconditional.”

Sitting on the couch, she comes and rests beside me. Hair in a messy bun, she flashes a smile then rubs my chin. My eyes start to swell with tears but she quiets my pain with a kiss. At that moment, I felt energized loved and wanted. I embraced her in the warmest hug ever and we both laid on the couch watching the wedding video all over again.