The Zoeverse
I crave erotic stories, but somehow just spew information. My desire for him has me manic, unsettled, flighty. Finally, I hone in. “I got hooked on spruce and pine and clove and tangerine and cinnamon. Are we getting into a bathtub? Scented?” I ask. “Telepathy. My next text was is bath centred. You scrub up Read More
It has been some three months now since we’ve gotten up to some hot sexy stories. My favorite lover and I have become some sort of friends. We discuss life. Provide support. And then one day, I can’t wait anymore. “And my hands slide around your neck. Kiss you. Softly. Small and soft. Each with Read More
I manage to only send him one or two sexy messages per month after our farewell session, and even then they are short. A few days before the end of 2020, he responds. Things haven’t been well for him. He lost friends. He disappears again until February. I howl at the moon without him. One Read More
Naked in the dark. The way we are born. “I want to fuck you in the dark.” he sighs. “Oh God. Hold your thighs apart. Find and slip into that tight wet… aww wow, what did you want to call it? Kitty? Pussy? You? Just there? Centimetre by centimetre.” He says. We’ve been communicating for Read More
“I ate chicken. And avocado.” he opens. I don’t yet know that it comes with a side of shibari. “So do you spend time in ketosis or are you off eating donuts when you aren’t talking about chicken and avocado and steak and fish and blood sausage and garlic? I sometimes do bouts of keto Read More
“Getting u into spain. Under levels of radar on radar. Coz my cock needs your pussy. And i want to read for my eyes only what u write b4 m9. Is that really too much to ask?” he opens with this hot message in our latest session of hot messaging. I’m already hot. The line. Read More
“I want to cut your hair. U asked me to” he types. I’ve been reveling in the free sexy chat for days. I fantasize about him cutting my hair still. “Yes. I want to hug you.” “Hug. Hugs.” “I want to kiss you” I press further. “Before i cut your hair i must kiss you. Read More
You are my fantasy. And then we talk of the pandemic. “You should be sleeping young man, is what I don’t say. What I do say is that I was fine until you fumbled. I want to dance with you. Nothing formal. I want to move to actual music.” I type. There’s been no break Read More
“Hi.” he says. I stare at the date above this message that shows his last. We had online sex chat all day on the 11th. True to his pattern should disappear for 3-6 months. It’s the 14th. It’s Bastille Day. It’s 3 days later. Why is he saying hi? Fuck. We talk of Covid, of Read More
“So we both tied in friendly ways. And i am between your legs licking your lips again. Gently stretching them in kisses trying to put my tongue in your cunt. Feeling you gently begin to squirm again.” he continues. His command “Empty me” rings in my ears. I want him to tell me a free Read More