I was kissed.


He slammed me, cuddled me, played my body like a savant. Kissed me kissed me kissed me. More cuddles, more words. More questions, fewer questions. A sweet and delicious kiss goodbye. A night alone again.

I earned this bath, this glass of wine. The fire roaring, the sweet little voice calling my name. The quiet. The space to wonder and revel. Dip into the Milky Way of my darkness and see the lights.

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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18 thoughts on “I was kissed.
    1. Aw, you are ridiculously too kind, but I thank you none the less. The feeling is completely mutual, too, you know. I can’t wait to see you again. xx Hy

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