J.S. Danielle
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Author. Poetess. Entrepreneur. Podcaster.
Telling the stories only imagined and said in private. Invitation into the minds of many experiences (men and women) who did not believe it too taboo to share.
Stories (14)
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What If I Said
What if I said I wanted you to lie down beneath me, open up wide and eat me, taste all your buds could taste, see? Give me multiple orgasms, please! Swirl your tongue around inside of me, slurp my cum when it oozes outta me, swallow me whole and inhale my She? Would you do what I ask? Be up to the task? Not wear a mask during the times we’re together at last? Be your whole self and all that? Spread wide and my legs and bask? Gaze intently at my She on your lips and grab tightly to my ass? Then sweetly fuck me, dig off deep and not my body? Provide me injections of potency, properly and deliciously?
By J.S. Danielle4 years ago in Filthy
The Ooze
It was completely dark. The moon in the night sky did nothing in the way of lighting my path. I’d lost track of time while going for daily walk. The thoughts that ran through my mind were tormenting me and I didn’t even mind where I was walking to. My wife would surely wonder where I’d gotten off to, my kids sitting up anxiously in their beds waiting to be tucked in.
By J.S. Danielle4 years ago in Confessions
My Sweet
Did you hear me when I called you? My Sweet answered me, he gave me pleasures unknown reached heights untold and never gone. I’m back from cloud sixty-nine, dripping like fine wine he wastes not one drop. He sucks me and licks me wetter, nonstop. Even when I touch my She, all I think of is My Sweet. Immediately he sends me, tippy-toed and arched off the bed, my climax reaches my brain from the head My Sweet gives, I’m high off it, I don’t wanna live, I could die in my cum and be satisfied…I just died one thousand times. She throbs like my heartbeat, waiting for My Sweet to sip me. Drink me, swallow me and return for more of my She, My Sweet beckons me to cum hither, whether near or far, this pussy goes wherever My Sweet are!
By J.S. Danielle4 years ago in Filthy
Quiet As Kept
'What am I going to tell him?' I kept thinking to myself, the very fact that this money was mine and he had not the clue? Sinking into my seat at work, my desk seemed like it was closing in on me. The walls were nonexistent, I mean really, I had a cubicle for walls and even those seemed to be wrapping their way around my neck. That's exactly what he was going to do if I didn't come up with a way to circumvent a conversation with him...telling him I didn't win the money or that he had nothing to do with it. Yea, that's what I'll do, tell him the call was placed by accident - random, like a butt dial.
By J.S. Danielle5 years ago in Journal
Give Me Tha ‘D’
I suck on them, tasting a mixture of both you and I. I let my tongue peruse each digit on your extended hand, imagining just what each felt like when they were penetrating me. Slowly, in and out I suck, trying to translate each one as a message to your dick....”you’re next”.
By J.S. Danielle5 years ago in Filthy
Sleepy Nut
Yesterday, my fun buddy was at work with me, but he'd worked ten days in a row and this was the end of day 10, making him ‘dead tired’. So we didn't meet up fuck like we normally would, but I kinda had sympathy on him. The horniness inside me couldn’t keep her hands to herself, so I sort of took advantage of his sleepy state and unzipped his uniform pants.
By J.S. Danielle5 years ago in Filthy
But We Did
We said we wouldn't but we did. We said we couldn't but were all in, in each other's face and space. Creating heat and breaths meshing, hands touching and bodies rubbing. Our eyes content on discovering the lightness of the brown in our stares, so we get in each other's nearer...minty exchange of air.
By J.S. Danielle6 years ago in Filthy
