The word of the week is “tingle”. To participate, create a 15-word story with tingle, tingles, tingled, or tingling. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
I feel a soft tingle on my neck.
Perhaps your breath as you brushed by?
The word of the week is “tingle”. To participate, create a 15-word story with tingle, tingles, tingled, or tingling. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
I feel a soft tingle on my neck.
Perhaps your breath as you brushed by?
Do you know why I do what I do? At the heart of it all is because I believe the world is a better place
My life has for the past couple of days decided to show me the power of expectations. Life does these things sometimes. Decides to smack
Compromise behaviors create environments that require more of the same behaviors. —Weick 1979 Sit with that a minute, and think of compromises you’ve made in
So I wrote yesterday about labels in relationships, and how I personally feel that they are not useful to me early in a relationship, and
Thank you so much for purchasing Cuck You! Interracial Edition. These stories are near and dear to my heart, and I hope you will enjoy
Dating is about finding a good long term partner, it’s true. However, it is not the long-term relationship itself. It’s even got it’s own word:
What happens when two people, one monogamous in nature & one polyamorous in nature, collide in such a way that the chemistry & connection simply
This ‘inspirational graphic’ originally said, “A beautiful thing is never perfect.” And, as I do with many of these proclamations, I immediately started contradicting it
Copyright © All rights reserved, Dating Kinky, Inc.
One Response
Weaving her silken web, every word sending tingles to the back of my mind. Ensnared.
Her kiss; a ghost on my lips. Leaving tingles of desire. Her tongue; electrifying.
Smirking, teasing. Fingers oh-so-gently circling my thighs. I quiver and tingle with desperation.
Her seductive soft breath over my clit creates tingling ripples of neediness throughout my body.
A single flick of her tongue electrifies. An arrow; pinning me in place. I’m hers.
One word. Hits the deepest part of me
and is my undoing.
“Beg.”
(So the last two didn’t include the “tingles.” But erm. I just idk. I sort of got inspired and it came together as this narrative. And I wanted a conclusion but also didn’t want to force the word in there)
Thank you for this, I’d forgotten how much I like writing 🙂
Fox