Mihwa Lee

Joined July 2022

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Bio

Writer of erotic romance novels (Rogues Worth Saving Series). I lived in 4 countries, moved over 40 times, travelled to over 20 countries, owned successful businesses, & had hot sex on 5 continents. I have shit to say.

www.mihwawrites.com

Stories (25/0)

My Sexy Rendezvous with a FB Girlfriend
When I first met her on Facebook, I did not believe she was real. Her words were exquisitely strung together in her poems, her thoughts were raw, and her intellect was fierce. I could sense her hunger for knowledge and search for the meaning of life. I felt her desperation to make sense of all things and find raw beauty in the ugly, and the fruit of her efforts made the ugly beautiful.
By Mihwa Lee5 months ago in Filthy
The High of Fucking a Dominant Man
I have always been the dominant one, in and out of bed. I speak my mind. I don't like to bullshit. I ask a guy out if I like him and decline politely if I don't. Unless he is a jerk, I tell him exactly how I feel about his sorry ass. I swear as much, if not more, than some of my guy friends. I have proposed to a man in the past, had many men reporting to me at work, and had my ass tattooed in front of 5000 people at a club just because they were looking for someone to do it.
By Mihwa Lee9 months ago in Filthy
Saving the Marquess
A spectacular hue of orange broke into the sky, followed by a golden glow. The sky filled with purple streaks, and soon it was a canvas of vibrant colours. Alexi was so engrossed in watching the colours that she did not see Arthur coming behind her. He wrapped his legs around her and cradled her in his arms. Alexi allowed him to pull her back against his chest, hesitantly at first, then eagerly as he interlaced his fingers with hers. They sat in silence until the sun rose fully.
By Mihwa Lee9 months ago in Filthy
Mistaken
Kyle threw his bowtie on the night table. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor, knowing he would get an earful from Beth, his housekeeper. It was an eventful night. He unbuttoned his suit pants and let them slide onto the floor before kicking them to a corner. He walked into the shower and let the hot water wash over his body. His shoulders ached. His ribs hurt every time he breathed. Dammit. Not only was he duped by a beauty like a schoolboy, but he was relieved of his eleven-million-dollar brooch. Who was he kidding? He didn’t care about the brooch. He cared more about caressing the silky skin of a woman. He probably had a better chance at finding the diamond than getting laid tonight since Courtney, Ness, and Penny were all upset with him. He was sure he could find someone else if he cared to dial a number, but he couldn’t be bothered. He’d have to deal with the insurance company tomorrow, and that was enough to put his mood in the pits. He got out of the shower and dried off with a towel. Bruises were forming on both shoulders and his ribs. He should probably ice the areas, but he was too tired. He plopped onto the bed, crawled under the covers, and fell asleep.
By Mihwa Lee9 months ago in Filthy
Saving the Duke - Sexy Regency Romance
Winter 1840: On the night of the Salisbury ball "Lord and Lady Salisbury must be wondering where you are. They do not wish to have wallflowers at their ball.”
By Mihwa Lee10 months ago in Filthy
When ADHD, Learning Disability, Depression, and Anxiety Suffocate
My daughter roams around the apartment at two or three in the morning, unable to fall asleep. She had been drowning in self-loathing all week, causing trouble with sleeping, focusing, and communicating. Last night was worse because she was returning to school the next day. She counted all the ways she had failed to prepare. She knew she didn't complete any assignments but did not know what or how much. She cannot keep track of anything: lists, order, direction, etc. And she does not have the focus or the initiative to implement compensatory strategies.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Families
Blowjob Myths
Myth 1: Their dick needs to be deep in your throat for orgasm. I used to believe this, but I now realize this is far from the truth. It turns men on when we take their dicks down our throats as part of a repertoire, but this is not necessarily the action that will trigger orgasm. The most sensitive area for them is the head. If you have a strong gag reflex and can’t tolerate a dick in your throat, block it with your tongue or hand. Trust me. Men would rather you block than see you gag. Who knows? This might boost the egos of inexperienced men when you can’t get most of their dick in your mouth.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Filthy
A Surprise Threesome With My Mentor
Following our sex in the dark, Craig and I resumed our emails full of sexual fantasies. Our emails and chats became bolder as time passed. We met a couple of times at nature parks, hiking, talking, fucking in the woods, then making love at the lodge. We cradled each other and fell asleep to the sound of the waterfall and hooting owls. As one would cherish a setting sun, we relished every moment spent together in each other's company. We fucked like we needed each other to breathe. We made love like we were nurturing our souls. Slowly, tenderly, and reverently.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Filthy
Hot Sex With My Mentor
Craig and I had been exchanging emails for about six months. I met him through LinkedIn and contacted him to ask questions about web design, social media marketing, etc. He was older by about ten years, tall, and broad. He was not classically handsome, but I found him extremely attractive because he was so classy, not in a James Bond "shaken not stirred" kind of way, but in his gentleness, generosity, and knowledge. I've always been turned on by intelligence, talent, or intensity. The type of intensity that said he pondered many aspects of life.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Filthy
Goodbye To My Lover
I am heartbroken. I am surprised that I can be heartbroken. It's been so long since I felt this strongly for anyone that I believed my heart was permanently calloused. It didn't hurt as much when my first serious boyfriend cheated on me, and it didn't hurt as much when I divorced. I didn't cry either times. I've always been cynical about love and romance. I maintained that Romeo and Juliet would have bickered if they had not killed themselves. Romeo may have had affairs while Juliet complained to her friends about his inattentiveness. Then I met Craig, and I fell hard. I didn't see it coming.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Confessions
A Birthday Threesome With My Mentor
Following our sex in the dark, Craig and I resumed our emails full of sexual fantasies. Our emails and chats became bolder as time passed. We met a couple of times at nature parks, hiking, talking, fucking in the woods, then making love at the lodge. We cradled each other and fell asleep to the sound of the waterfall and hooting owls. As one would cherish a setting sun, we relished every moment spent together in each other's company. We fucked like we needed each other to breathe. We made love like we were nurturing our souls. Slowly, tenderly, and reverently.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Filthy
My First Time Eating Pussy
The young girl, I’m guessing in her early 20’s, had great tits. She was short and soft, but her tits were full and perky. Her blonde hair was wet from the swimming pool, and she was completely naked except for the white towel loosely draped over her shoulder. It was my first time at a lifestyle club and venturing outside my home to have sex in 15 years. Before that, I blew guys in the car, had intercourse in fire exits, and had my pussy eaten in the open field of a park, but since then, getting caught for indecent exposure stopped being thrilling and became more pain in the ass.
By Mihwa Leeabout a year ago in Filthy