Routine?

I hate routines but I really need them to survive. I need to start working on the new ending for my novel. I started this one about a year ago, and still can’t get a decent ending.

I hate endings that leave lots of unanswered questions and just ‘end’ so I am trying to stay away from that. Those types of endings are too easy.

I also have to figure out how to kill a few people a little better than I right now.

I’ll keep you updated.

too busy

constantly thinking of sex and murder to really update with much.

busybusybusy

trying to be creative.  it is a very hot 15 deg c.  don’t know what to update with.  i haven’t even looked at the novel in a few days but today is quite busy so maybe on sunday – definately monday.

do you think that you can accidentally kill someone??

starved for sex

I think I am starving myself of sex.  I have no toys to play with. I need to wake up a few of my muses. They’ve been quite lazy in the last month.

Injured

Submission Accepted

A short story I submitted to an lovely erotic literature website has been accepted through the first stage.  I thought I would even get this far.

I have a job interview tomorrow for a small shop in Lower Hutt.

The latest erotic novel is growing in my mind, so I should be able to get some more written soon. 

Watch this space….

New Sex Collection

is in the works. As soon as I can get enough ideas to fill a collection.

Collections of Sex

Sexy Shorts – Eighteen short stories to get your pulses racing!

Slippery Shorts – Nine short stories to get you HOT!

Lust - 100 pages of erotic poetry.

Tasters (The Tales of Two Lovers) – A collection of stories and poems about two young lovers fulfilling their need for blood, murder and sex.

I am going to be computerless for a few weeks from tomorrow, so this will be the last post for a while. Enjoy these collections.

Tease! cont

As promised here is the rest of “LOVING THE DRAGON”.

Enjoy, and comment??

Part Two

Riding him slowly, I look down on his beautiful ink stained body.

“You feel so good inside me,” I whisper.

Leaning down, I lick the dragons breathe on his neck, slowly moving faster.

“So beautiful,” he says holding onto me, his thumbs stroke the stars on my hips.

He screams and thrusts deeply when I bite the dragon. Arching my back, I move start to move faster.

“Oh baby. So good.”

“I love you,” he says, our eyes locking.

I smile, feeling the tension build within me, I cum fiercely screaming out loud.

“I love you too,” I lean down and bite down hard on the dragon. He powerfully thrusts up once more, his cum filling me with a primitive scream.

He pulls me down next to him, and puts a protective arm around me.

“Love you,” he kisses my face.

I look at him, too tired to speak.

“That was amazing,” he pulls me closer, “I should get a new tat more often.”

“Yes, you really should.” I say, one hand on our unborn child, the other tracing my initial at the base of his cock.

Tease!

I’m going to post this short story in parts to make you keep coming back for more.

LOVING THE DRAGON

Sitting on our bed in my underwear, I get up to open the window more. My boyfriend walks up behind me.

“I got a new tat,” he says wrapping his arms around me, licking my neck.
“Really. Let me see,” He sits on the bed, I close my laptop and place it on the floor. Sitting next to him I kiss him passionately, “We missed you.”

He kneels up on the bed, taking his shirt off. Two roses, making a vague heart shape with an empty scroll connecting both stems was on his left pec, above his heart. Our first child would be born in a few months, his or her name will be written in the scroll.

“It is beautiful,” We look into each others eyes, “and it is very hot in here.” My fingers go to his belt buckle, hoping he will get the hint. He slides out of his jeans, revealing more tattoos that are stunning.

“The dragon is still my favourite,” I trace the outline of his most sensitive tattoo on his thigh. He quivers, pulling me down above him on the bed and kisses me.

His hands move over my body, sliding my clothes off me and onto the floor. Sucking on his tongue, I straddle him, my fingers tease his cock to full erection. Gently nipping on his collarbones, I push myself onto his cock, moaning with the fullness.

More tomorrow.
FYI In eight days I will be computerless for a while so…

Erotic Poem

This blog received the most hits to date yesterday.
THANK YOU.

UNFINISHED POEM
One feeling
Massaging
Silken hands
Kneading sore muscles
into a quivering
pleading
begging
mass of gooo.

Under your fingers
I am reduced
to pure
animalistic
lust

One skilled prodding
digit
is enough
to torment my…..

I could never think of a way to finish this.
Any ideas?