Bedtime Stories with Melissa Lee

I'm so excited to announce I'm working on a book of sexy short stories and I'm thrilled to take you on the ride with meI mentioned my psychic friend Kara who got me jump started on this project. Follow her on IG @karapotts to receive your version of her wisdom My sweet friend Ashley is editing the extravaganza and has been absolutely brilliant Find her on IG @byashleylorraine Lastly, follow me on Patreon for more book updates, subscribe for erotica, tarot and erotic love notes www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes IG @strawberrysmutcakes

In today's extravaganza I'm sharing about loss, how I process it, and how you can tooMy incredible tarot reader, Liz's IG @thefemmegenius Come hang out with me: IG @strawberrysmutcakes Patreon: www.patreon.com/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 wet blanket of her sadness. The pleasure of acquiring this man, maybe taking him into the bathroom seemed like a much more fun plan."Patreon: www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes Instagram @strawberrysmutcakes DM me for tarot readings/erotic love notes 

  "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 @strawberrysmutcakes For more erotica and tarot join me on Patreon www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes 

" 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 where I post new erotica and tarot readings www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes 

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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 like I hung the damn moon."

Reading for you loves at the festival was such an honor. I hope to see you again next year! IG @strawberrysmutcakes Patreon: www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes

“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. 

Y'all, I'm grieving and celebrating a lot of things at the same time. In this episode I'm sharing about the current situation and essay I wrote about my adventure here in Seattle as I celebrate my 10 year anniversary! IG @strawberrysmutcakes Patreon www.patreon.com/strawberrysmutcakes

"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 

Happy full moon in Virgo my loves! Let's do a grounding meditation to keep our hearts open and our energy grounded.Tell me how this went for you on IG @strawberrysmutcakes 

 "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/strawberrysmutcakesIG: https://www.instagram.com/strawberrysmutcakes/

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 mine, the slip of my lips on his, and the grabbing and pulling at the flesh of each other.

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 himinto my mouth, the warmth of my lips combined with the cold of the ice creammaking him twitch a little. I slapped his thigh, before sliding my mouth further downhis shaft."

Hips grinding into his like she was searching for something, she leaned down to kiss his mouth, and neck before propping herself back up again, fingers still intertwined with his, a well of emotion threatening to spill out of her.Pleasure was sometimes the route into the hard things, into the compartments, folders, trap doors and little boxes she kept things in that aren’t allowed to surface. 

She pushed her fingers through his hair as they kissed hoping to convey in her touch the tenderness she felt for him laced with an intensity and desire to swallow him whole.

 What is the deal with break up sex? I turned this thought over in my mind as I sucked and bit her. There was something so salacious about it. It was like I wanted to break up just to get to the super-hot sex, then get back together again. 

Climbing into bed, she got under the covers, and traced a line under her collarbone with a feather-light touch. She drifted down towards the center of her chest and over to her nipples.An image of him popped up in her mind. It was his hand covering her breast she saw, his mouth on her nipple followed by her pulling him up to kiss her. The delicate, sensitive place between her legs tingled, and warmed with the thought. It was the last time they had sex, and she left the experience feeling blissed out, and relaxed. 

I wrote this for Seattle's Kinky Salon cabaret in 2017. The theme for this extravaganza was sex positive superheroes.  

Loves! These are the top 3 questions people ask me about writing erotica. I'll be adding in other topics around intimacy, shame, and exploring your sexual energy so if you have questions, send 'em over to Instagram @strawberrysmutcakes

 I miss the texture of your tongue against my own. I miss the swell of your cock pushing into my mouth, the tease of my teeth sliding up your shaft until reaching the head, always that little pause before wrapping my fingers around your base and enveloping the head of you inside my wet lips." 

Happy Gemini New Moon my loves! 

This piece is an M/M story I wrote back in June of 2020 when the world was in fire in a different way than it is now. 

Come make some s'mores with me ;) 

Yay!! Celebrate with me my loves! My SEAF anthology piece "The Thread" was given an Editor's Choice award for prose! I'm going to be invited back and featured in the SEAF anthology 2025! Today's episode is from way back in 2017 about a model who sleeps with her photographer. 

These were the two pieces that were accepted into the SEAF 2024 Anthology! 

I have two pieces for you! The first is an excerpt from the Seattle Erotic Art Festival anthology and the second is a piece I wrote based on someone else's work at the festival this past weekend. The full anthology pieces will be in the next podcast episode 

Have you had the experience of being addicted to someone you know is toxic for you but the sex is so good, the intensity so high that you twist your brain into a pretzel, trying to make it work? Strap in, I've got a story for you. ;) 

This is an essay I wrote several years ago about taking a huge leap into reclaiming my sexual autonomy.

Who doesn't love a sexy camping adventure? 

At the end of a long day....who wouldn't want a little oral stress relief? 

I'm sharing my journey into writing erotica and what this kind of creative expression has done for me. I'm excited to invite you to create and explore your own process for deepening you relationship to intimacy and sexuality.