I'm not sure if I'm a good fiction writer.
I guess we're all about to find out.
His perfect body hovered over me as his knees pressed my legs wider. My fingers dripped down his arms, feeling the curve and texture of the muscles under his skin. I reached up and drew his face to mine, delicately kissing his lips as I felt his hardness press against my soft opening.
By DvMx2 years ago in Filthy
::The following recipe is based on actual events:: Dad, mom wants you to make miyuk guk for her. She said she’s going to lie down because she’s not feeling well.
By DvMx3 years ago in Feast
A siren screamed as a red warning light flashed nearby jolting me out of my fishing dreams. “I would have reeled him if I had just a few more seconds,” I think to myself as the dream faded. I scrambled out of my cot, pulling my battle gear on over my head. “When was the last time I went fishing anyway?
By DvMx3 years ago in Fiction