Open Book
fugitive literature climbs my walls, lines my drawers penetrates the impenetrable elucidation lead to illumination do you ever wonder if you made the right choice? twisting me bending me bent sluts whores bitches evaporate when love walks in resurface when love stays I can be your slut, your whore, your sexy bitch acquisitions You can [...]
prime number
commanded–I begged hands free he choked me ass up he smacked me skirt shoved stockings split lips unhinged authority stripped primordial primitivism finds it way into my tightest space hesitant is my will eager is my cunt taking time to instill sense of emancipation leaving marks of his affection
beg
Like a woman who can never get her fill. I beg for it. With the hint of more I would gladly oblige with the beg. A crawling across the floor on my hands and knees, arms restrained, smack my ass, choke me kind of beg. You always make me beg for it. For a taste [...]
Wrestling
wrestling with words–wrestling with men dreams like shards of streaking sun songstress almost like a whisper dark shadows follow me for days dealing dealt wayward things high gravity things complicated things blowing in a contrary wind a low growl disturbs. Is that me? dream fiercely in snapshots a Polaroid frame your foot–thigh–cock our legs tangled [...]
unspoken request fulfilled
I requested, well I requested in the written word –a supplication for cum. I mentally requested and answered with an eager nod when he asked me… “do you want me to cum all over your slutty little face?” Having his cock in my mouth and my pussy all morning made me feel right, I was [...]
a supplication for cum
This week I have been consumed with thoughts of cock worship. I have not had a sweet stick pass these lips in much too long, so it has me rather in an obsessed state. So much so that after my hours at the reference desk, attending to all those cute city boys, the long tall [...]
The Librarian and the Gangster: a city love story
A gangster’s work begins around 11 o’ clock at night and ends when daylight begins to break; this is the time I hear keys jingling into my lock. I rustle in between the sheets, hearing cars pass atop of wet pavement, the radio still swooning the sounds of the Grinders Grooveyard, old seldom heard soul [...]
these are a few of my favorite things
This is from the fugitive blogspot Library Vixen posted 5/14/09. I like the list, it seems the mix of-slut, sweetness, never going to happen, daydreamer I am. Lately I have been in this sexual, I guess self imposed, dry spell–and this list made me sort of realize why–because I want this, I want more–I want [...]
appreciation
Good Saturday my fellow pervs. Today, as every Saturday, is ass appreciation day on the TUMBLR. My favorite fictional man, the protagonist,who has an exceptional eye for ass, was the main contributor for today. Go check it out. Speaking of ass–perhaps some of you recall I have been working on including more ass play into [...]
Don’t Let Your Mind Wander
I started practicing hot yoga about a year ago, because I’m a notoriously unfocused kind of girl, so I thought I’d give it a try. You know focus–get some mental and spiritual awareness. The teachers guide you through the moves, with words of encouragement such as “rid your self of all thoughts, don’t talk to [...]
