Bedtime Stories with Melissa Lee

“I haven’t had sex with another person in five years!” I texted my friend Anna while in the middle of getting ready for what I hoped to be a sleepover sex date with Garrett, a man I met on a late night cheese run to Whole Foods. I know, I know, who needs cheese at nine o’clock, but I did, and he was there buying a cart full of groceries like it was midday.... 

Loves! I have several things to tell you plus read my SEAF stage reading to you!  For more erotica, tarot, and erotic love notes come hang out with me on Patreon:  www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes Instagram: @strawberrysmutcakes 

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"It wouldn’t be the first time she fucked her grief. She knew the swell of it was increasing just by being in here, threatening to crash onto her, sweep her out into the deep part of her heart ocean. When she tethered herself to another person, when there was a cock in her mouth, or filling her pussy up she could stay on shore, delay the trip out. She didn’t feel like crying, or feeling the heavy...

  "Teasing and being playful with him was easier than telling him what to do. He liked it when I had a mouthful of him, lips sopping wet and dripping onto my thighs while he stood over me, my eyes focused on his, but he could have all he wanted next time." For more erotica and tarot readings come hang out with me on Patreon:  www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes   Instagram  @strawberrysmutcakes  

"The place you’ve come to eat isn’t some white table clothed establishment although it is fine dining. The only thing served here are religious experiences that don’t involve the cult of organization. It gets messy at my table, and I can tell that scares you. Come here. Put your face in between my thighs. Open your mouth. I’m going to teach you how to eat."  Come hang out with me on Instagram @str...

" I write to recount what my tipsy memory wants to deliver hoping the caffeine will sharpen it, but your room was dark and the best I can do is remember where you put your mouth, where I put mine, the sharp of your teeth sinking into me, and the feeling of you filling my body up as I open the journal and see what wants to come first."  Come hang out with me on IG @strawberrysmutcakes  And Patreon...

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"I felt so much more aware of and in awe of my body having gone through pregnancy. Being here with him, feeling his touch in a heightened more sensitive way, I felt all the thoughts about needing to lose weight, and all the worry about my stretch marks slip away for now. The only experience was pleasure, and gratitude for this wonderful man who was so kind to me, who treated me more often than not...

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“I’m such a slut for you.” I laughed as I eased off him, feeling his cock slide out of me. “I know you are.” he replied. The relationship I had with my sluttiness towards him was a love/hate one. I loved the pleasure of fucking him. Just being in his proximity had me turned on, and wet. When he was inside me I wanted more. I never wanted to stop. I’d do anything he asked. 

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"My cock was already getting hard at the thought of seeing her. The last time, we fucked for three hours at my place and ordered take out. She was asleep by the time the food arrived." Come hang out with me!  IG @strawberrysmutcakes  Patreon www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes  

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 "I text you, saying I need you. You’re the one I fuck when things go hard, and I need the relief of your weight pressing on top of me, your hands bending me in half, you filling my body beyond its capacity. " Come hang out with me on Instagram @strawberrysmutcakes  & Patreon www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes  

 "It felt like it was just the two of us, and we were on some unseen adventure unfolding before us. Words that had yet to be spoken were arranging, becoming a story we had little control over, but was one I wanted to read, wanted to get lost in and savor every detail, in no rush to race to the end to see how it turned out." Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/strawberrysmutcakes IG: https://www.ins...

I was afraid of what I might find inside the softness. Worthiness of care resided inside the stroke of her tongue against my tender, wet skin. Feeling deserving of receiving her attention and affection because I existed and not because of what I could provide for her surfaced as she sucked my clit, and pushed her hand up the side of my waist and over to my breast 

I wanted her like I did when we first got together and we were both brimming with lust, interest, and curiosity. It made me remember all the times we’d make plans to go out, but end up in bed, drunk on skin, our own and each other’s wetness, and desire. I remembered how I had to have her, had to be enveloped in that sparkle of hers. 

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I pushed my hands under his shirt, and dug my nails into him while pressing my hips to his, feeling how hard he was against my body. The ferociousness of my desire melted away the news, the questions of “what’s next”, and what will happen? I only felt the warmth of his skin under my hands as we pulled and yanked at each other’s clothing until there was nothing left but the wet of his tongue on min...

I never wanted to leave his bed, but never wanted to see him again. I wanted to figure out a relationship with him, and also wanted to stay in this nebulous bubble and complain about it. I wanted to love him and wanted to push him away and blame him for ghosting. I wanted to want him as he was, but I also wanted the fantasy I made up in my head. 

The only thing I cared about after all that wordless flirting was touching him, pressing myself to him, filling my body with him.

 "He was fully erect now as I carefully took the head of him into my mouth, the warmth of my lips combined with the cold of the ice cream making him twitch a little. I slapped his thigh, before sliding my mouth further down his shaft."