When I saw the prompt for this month, I thought I would share another macro photo of my nipple, but then, one night when I couldn’t sleep, I had a different idea. It took a while for my sleepy brain to figure out just how I would do it, and finally I did. I present ... continue reading
The Sculpture
“Oh, sorry. I’m so sorry.” Marcy apologized profusely for stopping so abruptly that the man behind her bumped right into her. He swore, gave her a dirty look and mumbling under his breath, walked away. The swearing man was far from Marcy’s mind when she looked back at the shop window. A blush formed on ... continue reading
Not Done Yet
“Are you alone?” Even though she knew she was, Gail glanced over her shoulder to make sure Frederick was not around. “Yes, I am,” she said. The smile on her face shone through in her words. “Put the phone on speaker.” “Done.” “Spread your legs and touch your cunt.” Gail had met Steve in a ... continue reading
Symphonic Rock
His fingers awakens the first tones of our symphony as he gently touches the soft flesh on the rounding of my breasts. I hum along, arching my back to invite another instrument to the ensemble. His hand moves to my tummy for a brief interlude, making me wait for the high tones I so need. ... continue reading
Double Dip
© Rebel’s Notes Click to see who else is playing Sinful Sunday this week: This post has been chosen as one of Molly’s top 5 for Sinful Sunday week 377: Yes I have a thing for socks but this images is way more than just socks. At first glance it appears to be one image ... continue reading
A Close Shave
Leo pulled me into the room the moment the door swung open. He pushed me against the closing door, covering my lips with his. His kiss was passionate, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his lips crushing mine. “I want you naked, on your back, on the bed, legs spread,” he said, breathing into my ... continue reading
Afternoon Nap
Sunday afternoon. A lazy Sunday afternoon. Sue didn’t sleep well the night before. Most of the chores had been done the day before and for once the Sunday was a quiet one. She sat on the couch, lazily paging through a magazine, but her eyelids were too heavy to concentrate on the letters in front ... continue reading
Speaking in Tales
As you all know by now, I grew up in South Africa in a predominately Afrikaans household, but English was never far away. I went to school when I was five and by the time I was six, I already had English lessons in school. Also, I heard my parents speak English to others, others ... continue reading
The Tail Job
Every time I see an image of someone wearing a tail, I love it! This past Sinful Sunday Molly, Bee and LSB all posted images of their tails, and I loved all of them. They look beautiful and sexy and playful! No matter how much I like images of others wearing tails, I will never ... continue reading
Come Closer
It’s the first Sunday of the month, which means it’s prompt week. When I saw the two wheels I had to spin, I was excited and knew I would take the first result and try to make that into an image. I just hoped I got a result that I actually could work with, and ... continue reading