Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

  Observed by Wonder Woman There was some good sun and shade coming through the window of my wife's office.  I thought I would see if I could capture an interesting photo.  But I felt like I was being watched. Only later when I was posting this did I notice that her Wonder Woman figurine was on the window sill ... observing.  

  Merry Merry!   Wishing peace to all of you in the upcoming year.    

  yet another chair  I haven't read the prompt rules in a while, but I think it's OK to respond to the prompt throughout the month. Anyway, I did. 

  Chairs, then and now The December prompt from Sinful Sunday is "Chairs".  I've used them as props in the past so I'm posting one from today and one from yesteryear. Cheers!     Back in time we go ... (I feel like I'm channeling Modesty now)

    I like this one, partly because it reminds me of how I was thinking about how you, the viewer, would be watching me while I climaxed.  And wanting me to do it.    And the shiver of excitement that thought gave (and still gives) me.  I also like remembering the feeling of my fist tightly clutching my cock as it pulsed, throbbed and shuddered in my climax - and how it went on and on.   And then the follow-on pleasure of sliding my cum soaked hand up and down my cock.  So smooth and warm and satisfying.