Viola Black
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Love, life, and the awkward bits in between - including sex.
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Stories (21/0)
The Second-Hand Shop Where Books Were Exchanged For Stories
As usual, the bookshop smelt of incense and cigarettes. If the owner had hoped the aroma of the former would mask the odor of the latter, he was mistaken. But, knowing Solomon as I did, I knew that the sandalwood was no attempt to hide his nicotine habit. He didn't need to. This was his shop; if the customers didn't like the pungent tang of his tobacco they could go elsewhere. Solomon would rather lose potential custom than his Camels.
By Viola Black3 years ago in Humans
- Top Story - February 2021
Bridge
I turned the tiny plastic bottle downwards, and squeezed. Thick, gelatinous blobs of eucalyptus-infused gel thudded onto the palm of my hand with a series of gentle 'plops.' The tiny hairs in my nostrils flared with the sudden arrival of the minty aroma, my favorite smell in the world.
By Viola Black3 years ago in Filthy
Worship
"Kiss," I commanded. Douglas leaned forward, and planted his lips on my big-toe. I was wearing my favorite black high-heeled stilettos. The straps around my ankle, and across my bridge, were adorned with an array of tiny, silver studs, which added a pleasing air of BDSM to proceedings.
By Viola Black3 years ago in Filthy