what would be more painful?

Being able to read people’s thoughts and knowing what they think about you?

Being able to feel people’s emotions?

I think it would be more painful feeling people’s emotions

because I really dont care what they think about me.

Would my heart of stone shatter then?

-random thoughts while doing laundry



going out with wet panties.. horny as fuck!




Whenever my friends and I talk about Korean Dramas!

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We are currently watching:

I am the only one watching The Suspicious Housekeeper.

Whenever we catch up, we sound like a bunch of teenagers. Or maybe hens cackling.

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The Goblin and the Reaper. Bromance.

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the Goblin and his Bride

Of course not all of us are done watching. I had discovered a horrible secret about the Grim Reaper. I stopped watching after that. I had to recover. My heart! Oh the emotions!

I was so shocked, so upset that I almost threw my laptop across the room in horror. “No how could you do this to me!” I cried. “Heidi! You did not tell me this! Oh my god!” Of course I went on FB to message her, but she wasnt around to answer back.

I had to wait til she was  back at work. “Heidi,” I began when she walked into drive thru. “How come you didnt tell me!”

She stared at me in confusion. “What?”

“About the Reaper!”

Heidi burst out laughing. “Shh its a secret!”

The other day, angie hurries up to us “Guess what I am on the first episode of Goblin!” she exclaims excitedly.

All of our eyes went wide, our hands went to our chest. “Goblin” we sighed.

“Remember when he and Reaper went to save her?” Heidi sighed.

“The lights went out one at a time.” I sighed. Our eyes were dreamy. “they were dressed in black”

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Then my eyes narrowed. “remember the horrible secret Heidi?!” I glared at her.

Heidi and Dev started to laugh. “Are you still mad about that, Becky!” Dev asked.

“Yes! I am!”

“Ssh its a secret!” Heidi glanced at Angie.

“Remember Angie hasnt watched all of it!” Dev laughed.

I sighed. “So upsetting!”

“Remember the Goblin” Dev nudged me. It was as if a button inside me was pushed. The secret was forgotten. the angst forgotten and I was feeling butterflies in the pit of my stomach.

“When he gave her buckwheat flowers, because she wished for him” I sighed.

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The girls started laughing.

We may sound like teenagers, but I love being with my friends and discussing such romantic things.



Your mobile went off. Maybe it was work. Maybe it wasnt.  I was  annoyed. I dont know why.

Your wife was in the kitchen making us dinner.

As I watched you answer another message on your mobile, an evil thought formed in my mind. You were clearly distracted. Of what or of whom, I didnt know. However, I wanted your mind, your focus on me!

I scooted across the seat, inching closer. My hand brushed against your cock.

You lowered the phone. “What are you doing?” you hissed.

“I am bored. All you are doing is playing on your phone!” I pouted.

your gaze shifted down. You were silent, as I unzipped your jeans.

Fuck! I loved the size of your cock. It was hard. Long and thick. Throbbing.

“I am working” You muttered, as I stroked your cock.

“You are being rude!” I sighed.

“Is everything all right in there!” your wife’s voice made you tense. I giggled. “dinner will be done in half hour!”

You glared at me. “I am just working on some invoices,” you call out.

“You should be entertaining Becky!” you were quickly admonished.

“Yeah you should be entertaining me!” I giggled.

You growled warningly.

You lifted me up onto your lap, kissing me. The heat of your kiss, made me squirm against you. Grinding my pussy against your cock. I could feel the throbbing heat of your cock through my leggings, it made me so wet.

“I am not wearing panties.” I panted. “I am so wet, can you feel it?”

You groaned into my neck. your fingers slid between us, into my leggings.

I whimpered as you teased me.

You’re gonna make me cum.” I told you with a smile.

Caressing my soft skin, unbelievably tight pussy with one free hand,  you clamped the other  hand over my mouth, to silence my breathless whimpers of pleasure.  Sounds of my wet pussy echoed in the living room as you finger fucked me.

You knew your fingers were not going to be enough, not when I wanted your cock. .

you added a second finger, watching me stretch. ‘You are so tight, your juice is squirting all over my fingers,” you whispered. “I cant wait to fuck you so deep, to have you squirt all over my cock and balls. To have you dripping all over. Do you want that?”

Your words made my pussy clench. I nodded feverishly. You released my mouth.

“yes! Please make me cum!” I pleaded through my bliss.  Your fingers sawed in and and out of my pussy. Slowly your fingers withdrew leaving me empty.

Your hands tore my leggings off me.

Arranging my body so I was kneeling astride you, you lowered my wet pussy down onto your hard cock.

We both groaned as the clenching muscles of my pussy stretched to accommodate your cock.

Fuck! I loved the feeling of being filled.

My hips churned slowly, sliding up the length of your cock, hovering for a moment before sliding down with long sensual stroke. Your hands gripped my hips.

The slow, thrusting speed picked up. My tight, wet  pussy milking every inch of your cock as if I was stroking it with my hand.

you reached between us to stroke my clit.

I could barely handle it. My orgasm ripped through me. I opened my mouth to scream. You quickly bury my head in your shoulder, muffling it. My body was quivering, my pussy juice soaking your cock, dripping down your balls to puddle on the floor.

We suddenly heard a crash in a kitchen.

We froze.

You were deep inside my  pussy, throbbing.My body still trembling from the force of my orgasm. I was boneless from  raw, uninhibited pleasure.

“Oh fuck I just dropped a pan!” your wife shouted. “Supper will be on the table in 10 minutes.”

You glanced at me. A smirk curving your lips. With a powerful surge of your hips you thrust hard. Cum jetted deep inside me. I collapsed against you in blissful contentment.

After a moment You nudge me. “You have to clean this mess up.” you chuckle. You gesture to the puddle of cum on the floor. My leggings. My make-up smeared face.

I glared at you. “Are you kidding me right now?” I was flabbergasted.

“Yep I have to get this invoices done!” you laugh.

Pouting I reached for the leggings, wiped up the floor with the fabric. “Good thing its hardwood huh?” you tease.

I jumped up and marched off into the guest bedroom for a change of clothing. “You are an asshole!” I toss over my shoulder.

“That is what happens when you distract me, you sex monster!” you laugh.




This hit me in the feels! I am still crying like an angry baby!

I have this on my fave’s playlist, because I love Anakin and Ahsoka!

I will not say I am obsessed with Star Wars like a Star Wars fan, but I love Star Wars.

Star Wars is  My guilty pleasure!

Oh god, the heart!





I have been in some awkward positions like this. In all honesty, my game is so weak.  I get annoyed when others feel threatened by me.

Someone asked me today. What kind of guy do I like. Older. Younger?

I shrugged.

I have been single so long, my vagina wouldnt know what to do with a dick if I started to bounce on it!





He sank onto the bed, his body feeling like dead weight.

he was tired. His muscles ached and were tense from stress. His mind was weary, his thoughts of work family and other stressors.

There was movement from the other side of the bed, arms slipped around him. A thigh wrapped itself around his waist. Soft silky hair, warm scented skin , lush curves seductively moulding to his hard body.

she felt like heaven, the ebb and flow of her energy  moving over him, calming the chaos within him.  the tension in his body slowly melted away, scattering  his thoughts.

He breathed in deeply, as a sense of peace of filled him.

He tucked her head under his chin and curled his fingers in her hair.

Eyes drifting closed, he slept.

In the arms of an angel.

  •  Lately i have been having this image of M being stressed out. Not having enough sleep. finding peace and comfort in my arms. (i wish) of course this drabble doesnt do the image justice ♥