Victoria Bale's Erotica - Adult Content

18 and Over ONLY, Please


[sticky post]DISCLAIMER
Boobies
vixenbailey
To the readers - All the entries below are under cuts for a reason. This journal contains potentially offensive adult language that may not be suitable for readers under 18. This journal is read at your own risk.

I know this only makes it more tempting to you 13-year-old kids who think you're defying your parents and having a great time by reading things you "shouldn't," but your parents need to realize that if you understand this material, they have only themselves to blame for not sheltering you better or turning on the WebSafe content blockers that should probably be active on your computer.

Suck on that.

Update 8/27/09 -

I'm looking to do more writing, and I'm hoping to get a little fan base. Not sure where to start yet, but I know that writing is my life, so I must do what I must do!

Also, if you like what you read here, I now accept "tips."







Down The Drain
Boobies
vixenbailey
Despite the time constraints I just stand there in the shower watching the water swirl down the drain, feeling the warm water on my skin. I lick my lips and the taste of your kiss is still there. The taste of your sex is still there. I toss my hair back and forth and breathe in your scent, which is is still in it. The smell of your sweat and your lust are still on my skin. I smell cum, mine and yours. Latex. Lube.

I splash water on my face and wipe my mouth off. There's that taste again. I rinse my hand. There is goes, down the drain. I turn around and tip my head back, soaking my hair in the wasm cascade. There you go, down the drain.

Shampoo. I smile because I remember that you love the way it smells. I silently curse it for stripping your scent from my locks, but I accept it. Lather, rinse, sigh. Conditioner. And then soap. I watch as the washcloth crosses my skin leaving dragon's blood-scented lather behind, criss-crossing my flesh the way your nails crossed my back.

Suddenly there's a flash from my memory, and I can feel your arms crossed over my back pulling me close against your chest as I squeezed and bounced lightly, coaxing you towards your climax. The flash is like a bad TV station: it's there, then it's gone. Another flicker, your eyes looking down into mine: you're above me this time, staring down. Your eyes are open even when you kiss, which I've learned to find endearing. "It's not polite to stare," I reminded you... But still you gaze into my soul each time I peek... Each time I peak.

Your eyes are hollow like they're ready to give nothing and recieve everything. I've heard it said that when you see a woman's O-face, you've seen her soul. You've seen both over and over again, and I've made no effort to hide either one from you. You'd love to hide from me, but you can't, and you know it. There's nothing your hollow eyes don't betray, nothing your kiss doesn't give away. You come to me raw, and I'm not scared.

I shake the images from my mind and heave a sigh. It's almost as heavy as the weight of your chest on mine when you lay there panting and shaking; empty and relieved. I close my eyes hoping to keep the memory of that feeling solid in my mind, but it flickers away. Bad TV.

I wash my face, rinse, and turn the knobs.

Goodbye.

I Guess
Boobies
vixenbailey
I guess what I miss
is your hands on my hips
and the feel of your kiss
on my thighs.

I guess what I need
is your tongue on my clit
and to know that you've
started to rise.

I guess what I love
is your body on mine
me below, you above
and our cries.

Statuesque
Boobies
vixenbailey
Solwynn was a new priestess, young and unexposed to the harshness of the outside world. Her parents, thinking only about keeping her safe, turned her over to the priestesshood on the isle of Kitmara the moment she came of age. Her first week was spent in the dormitories and the gardens on the island learning the uses of its native herbs and insects. She befriended some of the other young priestesses, and spent large quantities of time in meditation. When Mentor Priestesses Kaya and Alara found her seated in the butterfly grove, they told her it was time to enter the alabaster temple.

READ MORECollapse )

What I'd Do
Boobies
vixenbailey
It sucks when there's nothing to do, and the only thing I wanna do is not really possible right now... I know how cranky he can be if I interrupt his video game time, but I really really want to... ::sigh::

What I'd DoCollapse )

Poem
Boobies
vixenbailey
Not Erotic, Romantic PoemCollapse )

Nymph Story Version 3 Chapter 1
Boobies
vixenbailey
This is something I'm working on for a private patron right now. I just sent this chapter out the other day, and Chapter 2 is about half done. let me know what you think.

Nymph Story Version 3 Chapter 1Collapse )

The Wood Nymph
Boobies
vixenbailey
The Wood NymphCollapse )

Also Published on LitErotica.

?

Log in