The memory of his fingers in my mouth,
chocolate melting on my tongue
warm liquid dripping as my thighs open,
and my hair is being pulled back,
my neck bitten hard,
and the way he touches my ear
makes me tremble with pleasure,
I moan and he gives me a slap
he says:
you make me lose control…
you deserve being punished,
and fucked hard.
written by Disa Faaz
Disa Faaz is an erotica writer, emotional and vulnerable. Her writing is an expression of the intensity that she lives in her day to day life. She is no good with spoken words, though she is very good with words when she is writing. She is even better when words caress her, not when they leave her. Thousands of pages in her diaries, hundreds of poems, and several short stories later, her writing exudes erotism and emotion. "She creates genuine dramas, genuine chaos and whirlpools of feelings." - Anaïs Nin