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The droplet trickled, slowing, gathering, continuing it's journey. Along her neck it kissed the soft, smooth skin, tight with tensive arousal. Without knowing what it was doing, it excited her, pleased her in a way no hand could ever accomplish.

Growing in size, collecting upon itself and becoming more. More than what she had expected of it. She never knew a touch so delicate and sensitive to her, it pleased her so to have it.

Down, no where else could it go, but down. Down her throat, making her catch her breath, tanatalizing and intimate, instigating more than she had expected to give or receive.

Larger, it's contact became measurable, soliciting even more nerves to respond to it. A breath, a sigh and it knew to take advantage of her at that moment. Filling her replete with an erotic disadvantage, not knowing or caring of how or why, it teased and taunted her to re-act to it. And she did, without a thought why, she felt herself disappearing into it. Become one with it.

Sinfully slow, it made it's way into her creased valley between mounded flesh and beyond. How she wanted it to stay, to arouse her more there. There, where her heart lay beating underneath in rapid pulse, needing it to bring her higher than she was. Higher into a state of euphoric bliss.

Onward, un-hesitant, un-yeilding or caring, it slid along, trailing behind the remnants of its touch.

Her desire to feel satisfaction was never responded to, but she knew she would be. It was her desire to feel like this. Wanton, helpless to her lover, givng in and taking what was given to her, finding her own impetus to drive herself on, seeking her end.

Silent, but sensed, it moved in a languid pattern, adorning her with erotic stimulation. Quivered shaking hurried it along, closer to her destined port of call, it came.

The expectation of relief was near for her. Closer to nirvana and ecstasy, her craved yearnings urging it, but no control to decide the outcome. Submitting, allowing, accepting the reality of it, she waited for it to make its way to her destined port.

Closer, expectations soaring beyond hope, it transcended the distances between points, invigorating, evoking the tiniest of nerves to respond, it was closing in on its targeted area.

Her stomach fluttered, involuntary and reactive to it, causing it to race its course, descending to her point of entry. Momentum building, cause and effect in tow, she prepared to feel it touch her at last, where she desired it to be.

As it arrived, welcomed and cherished, needed and wanted, she neared her peak. Ready to succumb and allow it to have its way with her.

At her moment of triumph, it was gone, vanished from her, her touch smearing into a wet stain upon her. Her loss was felt deep, but soon replaced once again with another, tenderly moving. One she hoped was ready to make it down to her and satisfy her pleading.
 
MAC and Lance. . . .

Dang!!!

you guys are really pushing the envelope---

such great thoughts and images presented in both of those


I better get crackin!!! Or Ill be left in the dust!
 
hairball18 said:
that was so erotic. You could invite me to a hotel room any time you want. Room service.
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thanks CP! :hugs:

RyanBlack said:
Great first start AJ---very good tension building and very sexy :D
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thanks Ryan... :)

agedmac said:
AJ, love the style. I get a real feel for a person who likes touching, fondling, caressing here. I have a feeling that a story about food and a lover might be even more exciting...something messy and fun with lots of laughter, maybe?

Great first effort!
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hey thanks for the input... sometimes a jumping off point really helps!
 
funluvinaj said:
thanks CP! :hugs:



thanks Ryan... :)



hey thanks for the input... sometimes a jumping off point really helps!
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hey you are the one who did all the work---I am really looking forward to your next piece!!!
 
I felt inspired...

lakesailer_mi said:
I saw this pic in the Erotic Images and the Thoughts they Provoke thread (thanks Amy_Amy for posting it). It really is exciting to me (given my voyueristic side). I though it might make a nice prompt for a story. I'm kind of hoping for a female author or two to give me a glimps into this.
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So here's a second go at this writing thing...


Kira couldn't take her mind off of Michael. She had signed up to take the creative writing class just so she could get some time away from the circus of her life as wife and mother. The class was enjoyable from week one, there was a great diversity of students. There were many budding writers like herself, plus a handful of more experienced writers. Michael, who actually went by Mike but she didn't care for nicknames , was one of those experienced, and in her opinion, gifted writers. Week after week, he brought the class some reaction, whether it be laughter, tears or introspection. Kira had stumbled into a case of writer's block. During a break, she approached Michael to see if he could give her some pointers on writing through the block. He was quite receptive and asked for her email address so they could correspond outside of class.

The next morning she enjoyed a rare morning of sleeping in, her kids stayed over at her mom's on class nights and her hubby had an early morning meeting. Guilt seeped in and she thought she should really get up and get some cleaning done but couldn't find the motivation. Her phone vibrated and she saw the notice for a new email from a Mike Finley? A few seconds of thought and her brain clicked on and she realized it was Michael. She clicked open the email and read the first words of friendly greeting. Then he delved right into the meat of the issue and said that sometimes you really needed to switch gears to get the juices flowing. He suggested they do some free writing back and forth and said that he'd started and she could pick up where his ended. Kira scrolled down and started reading, her face grew warm and her heart raced as the realization hit - he'd sent her erotica! She finished reading it and true to form he'd caused quite the reaction in her.

She crafted a response back to him, shocked that she was actually participating in his writing project. The subject matter certainly interested her more and her imagination was fertile when it came to sex! Not long after he sent her a response and they continued on like this for several days. She found herself getting more and more ideas and she jotted down every idea that came to mind. Michael continued to write to her and she found herself daydreaming of him, anxiously awaiting his replies. The buzz of her phone creating a Pavlovian response announcing the arrival of his next email.

She had to do more than respond, she had to let him know how his writing touched her. So she laboriously typed a response, her delete key getting 10 times the work out of the rest of her keys as she struggled to get it just right.

Michael,

Your writing takes on an almost ethereal quality, your words like wispy tendrils massaging their way up my legs, finding my womanhood and delicately caressing, coaxing the fluid from me. As you progress the words transform into fingers, prodding and pursuing. Brought from my fog of fantasy I find it is me with my fingers parting my labia, soft and slippery, craving, no, needing more. How I long to be penetrated, lying back across a desk, legs wrapped around hips, pulling you into me. Sliding across the desk with each thrust, office supplies pushed to the edge, as am I, until finally we all go toppling over.

Kira

Not 20 minutes later, the familiar buzz hummed against her leg and she felt her pussy twinge. Setting her cereal bowl down she opened her phone and read an amazing story that painted a picture of an intimate encounter between her and Michael. Lying back on the bed Kira knew she had to address her growing need.

She lay there thinking of the scenario he'd written and stopped to try and remember that last time she'd made love, had sex, or been fucked. She couldn't remember and she longed to be consumed, ravaged. The thoughts running through her mind caused her pussy to begin tingling and the wetness began to seep through the cotton material. First she rubbed through the cloth, the heat emanating through them aroused her further. Finally she slid her hand into her panties and sought out her throbbing clit, slightly trembling as the sensations built in her body. She brought herself to the edge and backed off, thinking of Michael's words brought more moisture than she could remember.

She stopped long enough to open "the drawer" and pull out two of her favorite toys and slid out of her cami and multi-colored panties. She lay back on the bed and quickly slid her fingers in and her first orgasm was right there. It was hers for the taking and it washed over her in waves. She wished Michael could watch her as she pulled her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal. She thought of him picking up the curved, pretty pink glass dildo and sliding it in to massage her g spot. As she did this the juices began to pour from her and suddenly she felt her cunt tighten, her toes curl and she cried out. Then, imagining him laying over her, lowering himself to her body, she picked up her vibe and quickly plunged it in hard and fast. Kira began to mew and whimper loudly. Her legs locked and she knew Michael was about to make her cum once again. She screamed as it overtook her, gushing from the center of her sex, forming a huge puddle on the sheets. She collapsed back to the bed, whispering his name as aftershocks of pleasure rolled through her body.

Suddenly her phone rang... it was Michael.
 
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funluvinaj said:

So here's a second go at this writing thing...


Kira couldn't take her mind off of Michael. She had signed up to take the creative writing class just so she could get some time away from the circus of her life as wife and mother. She had enjoyed the class from week one. There were many budding writers like herself and then a handful of more experienced writers. Michael, he went by Mike but she didn't care for nicknames , was one of those experienced, and in her opinion, gifted writers. He brought the class some reaction, whether it be laugher, tears or introspection week after week. She was having problems with writer's block and approached him on a break to see if he could give her some pointers on writing through the block. He was quite receptive and asked for her email address so they could correspond outside of class.

The next morning she was laying in bed, the kids stayed over at her mom's on class nights and her hubby had an early morning meeting. She thought to herself that she should really get up and get some cleaning done but couldn't find the motivation. Her phone vibrated and she saw the notice for a new email. She opened it and though Mike Finley? A few seconds of thought and her brain clicked on and she realized it was Michael. She clicked open the email and read the first words of friendly greeting. Then he delved right into the meat of the issue and said that sometimes you really needed to switch gears to get the juices flowing. He suggested they do some free writing back and forth and said that he'd started and she could pick up where his ended. Kira scrolled down and started reading, she felt her face grow warm and her heart race as she realized he'd sent her erotica! She finished reading it and true to form he'd caused quite the reaction in her.

She crafted a response back to him, shocked that she was actually participating in his writing project. The subject matter certainly interested her more and her imagination was fertile when it came to sex! Not long after he sent her a response and they continued on like this for several days. She found herself getting more and more ideas and she jotted down every idea that came to mind. Michael continued to write to her and she found herself daydreaming of him, anxiously awaiting his replies. The buzz of her phone creating a pavlovian response announcing the arrival of his next email.

She had to do more than respond, she had to let him know how his writing touched her. So she laboriously typed a response, her delete key getting 10 times the work out of the rest of her keys as she struggled to get it just right.

Michael,

Your writing takes on an almost ethereal quality, your words like wispy tendrils massaging their way up my legs, finding my womanhood and delicately caressing, coaxing the fluid from me. *As you progress the words transform into fingers, prodding and persuing. *Brought from my fog of fantasy I find it is me with my fingers parting my labia, soft and slippery, craving, no, needing more. *How I long to be penetrated, lying back across a desk, legs wrapped around hips, pulling you into me. *Sliding across the desk with each thrust, office supplies pushed to the edge, as am I, until finally we all go toppling over.

Kira

Not 20 minutes later, the familiar buzz hummed against her leg and she felt her pussy twinge. Setting her cereal bowl down she opened her phone and read an amazing story that painted a picture of an intimate encounter between her and Michael. Lying back on the bed Kira knew she had to take the address her growing need.

She lay there thinking of the scenario he'd written and stopped to try and remember that last time she'd made love, had sex, or been fucked. She couldn't remember and she longed to be consumed, ravaged. The thoughts running through her mind caused her pussy to begin tingling and the wetness began to seep through the cotton material. First she rubbed through the cloth, the heat emanating through them aroused her further. Finally she slid her hand into her panties and and sought out her throbbing clit, slightly trembling as the sensations built in her body. She brought herself to the edge and backed off, thinking of Michael's words brought more moisture than she could remember.

She stopped long enough to open "the drawer" and pull out two of her favorite toys and slid out of her cami and multi-colored panties. She lay back on the bed and quickly slid her fingers in and her first orgasm was right there. It was hers for the taking and it washed over her in waves. She wished Michael could watch her as she pulled her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal. She thought of him picking up the curved, pretty pink glass dildo and sliding it in to massage her g spot. As she did this the juices began to pour from her and suddenly she felt her cunt tighten, her toes curl and she cried out. Then, imagining him laying over her, lowering himself to her body, she picked up her vibe and quickly plunged it in hard and fast. Kira began to mew and whimper loudly. Her legs locked and she knew Michael was about to make her cum once again. She screamed as it overtook her, gushing from the center of her sex, forming a huge puddle on the sheets. She collapsed back to the bed, whispering his name as aftershocks of pleasure rolled through her body.

Suddenly her phone rang... it was Michael.
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It sounds like you really took matters into your own hands. Like the story, like the visual.
 
Hot, hot, hot!

funluvinaj - great job... I was engrossed in this .. picturing myself in her place....
Again.. GREAT JOB!
 
funluvinaj said:
So here's a second go at this writing thing...
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Sent you a PM with more detailed critique- Plenty of hotness, I agree with the person that wanted the illustration pics of you to go with the story :devil:
 
funluvinaj said:
good... i seem to have killed it. :eek:

I miss Ryan damn it.
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You're a hard act to follow...that was awesome...
Or maybe I'm hard to follow your act??? :devil:

This was, I have to say, a FUCKING story AJ! thanks...


Even though I'm a little nervous to follow you, I'm going to try.
I have no pic for this one. I'll also probably post it to my stories on Lit.

I'm putting it in the next post, it's rather long. Too bad, read it or don't...
:eek: please read it, everyone...I hope you all like it...:eek:
 
Bound for Pleasure

As you feel the fourth cuff being pulled tight against your ankle and secured to the corner of the bed you wonder how you arrived at this situation so quickly and unexpectedly. You lay on the bed on your back with your arms pulled straight above your head and strapped to the headboard. Your knees bend over the foot of the bed and your legs are spread out tied to the corners. You feel exposed, since you are totally naked. You were surprised when I had, rather suddenly and forcefully said, "Take off your clothes, NOW." The demanding tone hit some chord in your stomach and you found yourself simply obeying. Now, watching me as I walk toward the head of the bed, still wearing the jeans and knit shirt I had arrived in, you feel exposed. You can feel my eyes drinking in your body as I sit on the bed next to you. You can hear the excitement in my voice when I whisper "you look delicious, spread out for me. I'm going to tease you and make you cum so hard. And I'm going use your body for my pleasure." You could see my jeans straining against the rising bulge.

You watch, as I stand and pull the shirt over my head. My pants drop to the floor and my cock pushes the loose fabric of my boxers into a large tent. The boxers drop next and my cock stands out, slightly throbbing with excitement. I move back onto the bed and straddle your midsection, resting lightly on your hips. My cock bounces tantalizingly out of your reach. And then my fingers find your breasts. My gentle strokes begin on the sensitive sides of your breasts, following the curves around to the bottom, then back. You feel your nipples begin to tighten as the teasing light strokes continue. Slowly, oh so slowly, you can feel my fingers circling and dancing along your skin, circling closer to your nipples, but not quite ever reaching them. And then they stop. You see the grin on my face and moan "no, don't stop." I laugh "oh, I'll do whatever I want, you are not really in any position to argue." I move back off you and sitting beside you, turn to look down your legs. My fingers start at your knee and slowly graze up the inside of your thighs. As they reach your crotch they slide along the crease where your leg meats your torso, tantalizingly close but not quite touching your lips, and then up across your hip. Again, on the other leg, my fingers slide along, not quite tickling, rising slowly to again just slide past your most sensitive parts. This time though, they continue, sliding across your stomach, until they caress and circle your breasts.

My other hand joins in and the circles are smaller, tantalizingly close to your nipples. Again and again my fingers dance around, until finally, to your relief and excitement they slide lightly across both nipples. You moan and watch as I take each one gently between my finger and thumb, tugging, squeezing, almost pinching. And then my head leans forward and my mouth closes around your nipple. My tongue swirling around and my lips sucking your breast. My other hand continues to pinch and pull at your nipple, the sensations coursing through your body. I lean over and switch, taking your other nipple between my lips, pinching it and sucking it as my tongue darts across it. You feel more than hear my deep moan as vibration stimulating your nipple.

As my mouth explores your breasts, my hand wanders back down your torso and begins to gently caress the smooth skin alongside your slit. Not yet sliding in, my fingers and hand pet your pussy, gently caressing and touching. You feel one finger dip slightly into your moist slit, your lips swelling and opening with your arousal. With each stroke the finger pushes just slightly deeper, and slides up, teasing your hardening clit. Your orgasm begins to build as my finger finally settles into a circling rhythm around your clit. My mouth, still teasing your breasts adds to the sensations until your hips begin to buck against the restraints. Your legs strain against the straps as the convulsions grip you. My finger slides deep into your tunnel, stroking the folds as you try vainly to thrust against it.

As your orgasm subsides, my mouth and fingers leave your body. You open your eyes as you feel me move closer to your head. My hand is wrapped around my shaft and I position myself so that the head begins to gently push at your mouth. You open your luscious lips and suck me into you. You can feel the slight throbbing of my pounding pulse as your mouth closes over the head. You swirl your tongue around the tip, licking the slit and the fold of skin on the underside. A low moan escapes and you can sense my increasing arousal as I thrust slightly at your mouth. You can feel the throbbing increase in temp and I gasp as my cum begins to shoot into your mouth. The warm salty cum shoots into your mouth and although you try to swallow, the awkward means that much of it dribbles out and you feel the warm liquid pooling on your chest.

My cock slides back out of your mouth and you can see the flush of orgasm in my cheeks and chest. My breath is still ragged as my fingers find the little pool of cum under your chin and begin to finger paint your chest in the creamy liquid. My fingers caress your breast and nipples and your arousal begins to build again. After a moment, I move down to stand between your legs at the foot of the bed. My hands slide up your inner thighs, as I kneel . My face comes down and my tongue dips into your slit as my fingers run along the edges. Slowly I lick, up and down your slit, pausing to circle your clit at the top of each stroke. After a few long strokes, my mouth closes over your clit and my tongue begins to swirl as I suck gently. One finger slides into your pussy and begins a gentle stroking. You are wet and your juices begin to flow down. You feel the finger from my other hand begin to slide up and down the crack of your ass. It finds your little anus and begins to circle, your own juices providing lubricant. My tongue and mouth still kissing and sucking on your clit, my finger still deep in your pussy, you feel a little pressure and then my other finger slides slightly into your ass. You can feel it sliding deeper and deeper. The feeling of so much attention is nearly overwhelming and you begin to reach the point of no return. You long to thrust against the intruding fingers, but your bound arms and legs force you to simply lie there and lose yourself in the sensation. Your orgasm is deep and forceful, the full feeling of having both holes penetrated is amazing. You explode and all but the sensations of stimulation and orgasm cease to exist for that moment.

As you lay there, regaining your breath and slowly becoming aware of more than your sex, you feel me untying your leg from the bed. "Wait, is it over?" you pant. I grin at you as I push your leg up and bend it at the knee. I then move and tie the strap to the headboard. Turning to the other leg, I do the same. You find that you can straighten your legs, up into the air, or leave them bent at the knee. Your pussy and ass are pulled up and exposed. You can see me, hard and aroused as I kneel on the bed between your legs. You can see, sort of, that I have also gathered a few things. I take the lube and put a little on the tip and sides of my cock. My hand slowly spreads it around. You watch as I take another dollop of lube on my fingers and then you feel it as I slowly, gently begin to work it into your anus. My finger gently slides in, and then is joined by a second. Slowly my fingers slide in and out, a little deeper and wider with each stroke. It is gentle, yet firm.

My fingers slide back out and close around my cock, as I guide it to your ass. You feel the head pushing against the opening, it is wider than the fingers and it takes a moment for you to relax and let it enter. You feel more pressure as it reaches the inner ring and then you open and it pops past. I slide, almost too quickly deep inside you then. I pause and your body begins to adjust to the invasion. You see me reach out and I pick up a small vibrator. Turning it to the lowest setting, I begin to slide it around your slit, dipping it into your whole and teasing your clit with the strong vibrations. And then you begin to feel my cock sliding slowly back out of your ass until only the head remains. I pause for a moment and then slide slowly back in. The vibrator dips into your tunnel at the same time and you feel so full. The vibrations stimulating both of us, my thrusting gains pace as you adjust to the sensations. This time your orgasm builds quickly and surprises you. Because you are less restrained you buck against me and I grab your hips as I thrust deep into your ass and explode.
 
lakesailer_mi said:
Bound for Pleasure

As you feel the fourth cuff being pulled tight against your ankle and secured to the corner of the bed you wonder how you arrived at this situation so quickly and unexpectedly. You lay on the bed on your back with your arms pulled straight above your head and strapped to the headboard. Your knees bend over the foot of the bed and your legs are spread out tied to the corners. You feel exposed, since you are totally naked. You were surprised when I had, rather suddenly and forcefully said, "Take off your clothes, NOW." The demanding tone hit some chord in your stomach and you found yourself simply obeying. Now, watching me as I walk toward the head of the bed, still wearing the jeans and knit shirt I had arrived in, you feel exposed. You can feel my eyes drinking in your body as I sit on the bed next to you. You can hear the excitement in my voice when I whisper "you look delicious, spread out for me. I'm going to tease you and make you cum so hard. And I'm going use your body for my pleasure." You could see my jeans straining against the rising bulge.

You watch, as I stand and pull the shirt over my head. My pants drop to the floor and my cock pushes the loose fabric of my boxers into a large tent. The boxers drop next and my cock stands out, slightly throbbing with excitement. I move back onto the bed and straddle your midsection, resting lightly on your hips. My cock bounces tantalizingly out of your reach. And then my fingers find your breasts. My gentle strokes begin on the sensitive sides of your breasts, following the curves around to the bottom, then back. You feel your nipples begin to tighten as the teasing light strokes continue. Slowly, oh so slowly, you can feel my fingers circling and dancing along your skin, circling closer to your nipples, but not quite ever reaching them. And then they stop. You see the grin on my face and moan "no, don't stop." I laugh "oh, I'll do whatever I want, you are not really in any position to argue." I move back off you and sitting beside you, turn to look down your legs. My fingers start at your knee and slowly graze up the inside of your thighs. As they reach your crotch they slide along the crease where your leg meats your torso, tantalizingly close but not quite touching your lips, and then up across your hip. Again, on the other leg, my fingers slide along, not quite tickling, rising slowly to again just slide past your most sensitive parts. This time though, they continue, sliding across your stomach, until they caress and circle your breasts.

My other hand joins in and the circles are smaller, tantalizingly close to your nipples. Again and again my fingers dance around, until finally, to your relief and excitement they slide lightly across both nipples. You moan and watch as I take each one gently between my finger and thumb, tugging, squeezing, almost pinching. And then my head leans forward and my mouth closes around your nipple. My tongue swirling around and my lips sucking your breast. My other hand continues to pinch and pull at your nipple, the sensations coursing through your body. I lean over and switch, taking your other nipple between my lips, pinching it and sucking it as my tongue darts across it. You feel more than hear my deep moan as vibration stimulating your nipple.

As my mouth explores your breasts, my hand wanders back down your torso and begins to gently caress the smooth skin alongside your slit. Not yet sliding in, my fingers and hand pet your pussy, gently caressing and touching. You feel one finger dip slightly into your moist slit, your lips swelling and opening with your arousal. With each stroke the finger pushes just slightly deeper, and slides up, teasing your hardening clit. Your orgasm begins to build as my finger finally settles into a circling rhythm around your clit. My mouth, still teasing your breasts adds to the sensations until your hips begin to buck against the restraints. Your legs strain against the straps as the convulsions grip you. My finger slides deep into your tunnel, stroking the folds as you try vainly to thrust against it.

As your orgasm subsides, my mouth and fingers leave your body. You open your eyes as you feel me move closer to your head. My hand is wrapped around my shaft and I position myself so that the head begins to gently push at your mouth. You open your luscious lips and suck me into you. You can feel the slight throbbing of my pounding pulse as your mouth closes over the head. You swirl your tongue around the tip, licking the slit and the fold of skin on the underside. A low moan escapes and you can sense my increasing arousal as I thrust slightly at your mouth. You can feel the throbbing increase in temp and I gasp as my cum begins to shoot into your mouth. The warm salty cum shoots into your mouth and although you try to swallow, the awkward means that much of it dribbles out and you feel the warm liquid pooling on your chest.

My cock slides back out of your mouth and you can see the flush of orgasm in my cheeks and chest. My breath is still ragged as my fingers find the little pool of cum under your chin and begin to finger paint your chest in the creamy liquid. My fingers caress your breast and nipples and your arousal begins to build again. After a moment, I move down to stand between your legs at the foot of the bed. My hands slide up your inner thighs, as I kneel . My face comes down and my tongue dips into your slit as my fingers run along the edges. Slowly I lick, up and down your slit, pausing to circle your clit at the top of each stroke. After a few long strokes, my mouth closes over your clit and my tongue begins to swirl as I suck gently. One finger slides into your pussy and begins a gentle stroking. You are wet and your juices begin to flow down. You feel the finger from my other hand begin to slide up and down the crack of your ass. It finds your little anus and begins to circle, your own juices providing lubricant. My tongue and mouth still kissing and sucking on your clit, my finger still deep in your pussy, you feel a little pressure and then my other finger slides slightly into your ass. You can feel it sliding deeper and deeper. The feeling of so much attention is nearly overwhelming and you begin to reach the point of no return. You long to thrust against the intruding fingers, but your bound arms and legs force you to simply lie there and lose yourself in the sensation. Your orgasm is deep and forceful, the full feeling of having both holes penetrated is amazing. You explode and all but the sensations of stimulation and orgasm cease to exist for that moment.

As you lay there, regaining your breath and slowly becoming aware of more than your sex, you feel me untying your leg from the bed. "Wait, is it over?" you pant. I grin at you as I push your leg up and bend it at the knee. I then move and tie the strap to the headboard. Turning to the other leg, I do the same. You find that you can straighten your legs, up into the air, or leave them bent at the knee. Your pussy and ass are pulled up and exposed. You can see me, hard and aroused as I kneel on the bed between your legs. You can see, sort of, that I have also gathered a few things. I take the lube and put a little on the tip and sides of my cock. My hand slowly spreads it around. You watch as I take another dollop of lube on my fingers and then you feel it as I slowly, gently begin to work it into your anus. My finger gently slides in, and then is joined by a second. Slowly my fingers slide in and out, a little deeper and wider with each stroke. It is gentle, yet firm.

My fingers slide back out and close around my cock, as I guide it to your ass. You feel the head pushing against the opening, it is wider than the fingers and it takes a moment for you to relax and let it enter. You feel more pressure as it reaches the inner ring and then you open and it pops past. I slide, almost too quickly deep inside you then. I pause and your body begins to adjust to the invasion. You see me reach out and I pick up a small vibrator. Turning it to the lowest setting, I begin to slide it around your slit, dipping it into your whole and teasing your clit with the strong vibrations. And then you begin to feel my cock sliding slowly back out of your ass until only the head remains. I pause for a moment and then slide slowly back in. The vibrator dips into your tunnel at the same time and you feel so full. The vibrations stimulating both of us, my thrusting gains pace as you adjust to the sensations. This time your orgasm builds quickly and surprises you. Because you are less restrained you buck against me and I grab your hips as I thrust deep into your ass and explode.
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now if one could only find a place to make these stories come true!!! Well done LS! Definitely left me with a wandering mind and needs to be fulfilled. :devil:
 
lakesailer_mi said:
I saw this pic in the Erotic Images and the Thoughts they Provoke thread (thanks Amy_Amy for posting it). It really is exciting to me (given my voyueristic side). I though it might make a nice prompt for a story. I'm kind of hoping for a female author or two to give me a glimps into this.


http://www.dirtypantieslist.com/wp-content/thumbnails/2146.jpg
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It was just her regular walk through the neighbourhood, the morning exercise routine. The warm morning had offered her the chance to wear a cami and shorts on her route today, something she enjoyed.

The day seemed to be filled with erotic images everywhere she looked. The mating birds and animals were openly enjoying their rituals and Karen could feel her own desires for mating grow inside her.

Winding through the backs of houses, the path brought her past one with open windows. She almost passed by it, until she heard the soft moans of a woman. Aroused by nature's display already, she listened as the woman betrayed herself to the world. Karen quickly looked around to make sure she was alone and moved as close to the house as she dared.

She could hear how she was being aroused by her lover in a decidedly intimate way. She started to form a mental picture of the scene behind the walls and felt her own arousal grow.

The woman was telling her lover what she wanted and it was obvious she was receiving it from the repeated agreement to what was being done.

Karen pictured it in her mind and wished it was her in there, being made love to by someone who cared to please her the way she wanted. Without thought, her hands came to her breasts and cupped them. Her turgid arousals poked eagerly through the thin material and beckoned her to satisfy their urges.

Karen listened as the sounds of wet, slapping skin wafted from the window. The moans increased to groans and grunts of mutual pleasure being brought to bear by the woman and her lover as they worked towards their ultimate goal.

Karen squeezed her breasts and pinched at her nipples, the need to join them in a climax together seemed right. Cries of yes, yes, yes acknowledged she was nearing her peak and the heavy grunting of the man told her they were almost there.

Karen's right hand slid down and she cupped her mound and rubbed at it hard through her shorts, her left still working the hardened points of her nipples through her top.

In moments, the cries cresendoed into a song of passion and lust that signified their climax. Karen felt saddened that she hadn't joined them in that climax, but her own needs for fulfillment grew stronger.

Turning back towards home, she walked at a brisk rate and reached home quickly. Going straight to her room, she stripped her shorts off and lay down on the bed. Her eyes closed and her mind went back to the scene still playing over and over in her mind.

Her hand slid under her waistband and into her panties, finding herself wet and wanting. Her slender fingers delved between the sodden folds and entered inside herself and she began to build her own passioned arousal.

As the scene neared it's climax, this time Karen did too. Her fingers worked at herself furiously in her need to orgasm with them. As the phantom woman cried out her release, so did Karen and they sang their song of lust together, harmonizing the notes.

She lay there desirously fulfilled, her hand still cupping her mound, her breathing returning to normal. In her mind, she felt the urge to join them again in her own little menage a trois. She knew tomorrow would bring another chance and she planned on being there again and hoped they could all make love together.

Already she knew what she would wear and smiled as she thought about it.
 
lakesailer_mi said:
I saw this pic in the Erotic Images and the Thoughts they Provoke thread (thanks Amy_Amy for posting it). It really is exciting to me (given my voyueristic side). I though it might make a nice prompt for a story. I'm kind of hoping for a female author or two to give me a glimps into this.


http://www.dirtypantieslist.com/wp-content/thumbnails/2146.jpg
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His smart phone buzzed and he saw the light for the text but he wasn't sure why she was texting him.

For you, it said. He hit the attachment, HOLY SHIT! he said quietly. Why would she send a pic like that?

He hit reply, 'um, thanks I guess'

She replied instantly, 'you asked for something sexy, well here it is; you don't think I look sexy?'
'God yes' he replied
Then why the I guess?
Well, he typed, smiling quietly, 'cuz I'm betting this wasn't intended for me'
A minute then two passed
Jeff?
Uh huh, he typed back
OH NO! she wrote
another minute passed and then his cell rang startling him, it was her.

"Jeff, I...oh god, I....."
"How did you get my number confused with your husband's?" he said
"Shit, I....oh god," she said softly, "Jeff, I.... you can't say anything...you...."
"It's ok, Linda," he said laughingly, "I don't think it would be easy to explain either!" he laughed
"Oh, I can't believe I did that...." and then, did he hear that, a tiny giggle?
"Look Linda, you know I won't tell him."
"Oh thanks Jeff, thanks so much, you won't tell your wife either, will you?"
He laughed, "Um, not a chance, we'll make this our little secret"
She giggled softly, it was obvious this time, "OK, um, Jeff, you will delete the pic, won't you?"
He hesitated, "Jeff?" she said softly.
"Linda that is an incredibly sexy pic, I might have trouble throwing it away"
"Jeff, you're terrible, no you have to get rid of it!" she said, and he almost said he would, only something stopped him. What was it? Was it the softness in her voice? Was it the fact she looked so turned on in the pic? Was it that he had flirted with her before?

Or was it, that he just couldn't see how she accidently sent this pic to him instead of her husband.

"Linda?"
"Yeah?" she said.
"How did you 'accidently' send me that pic?"
There was a long silence and after a moment she said, "I must have confused your number with....you know, my husband's"
"Linda?" he said softly, "How is it that my cell number is next to your husband's?"
A long silence and then Jeff spoke up, "Linda, I remember when you put your number in your address book, you put it right next to my wife's, right?"
The line went dead.
Jeff stared at the phone. He thought for a moment of how much his wife was always saying how cute and funny Linda was. A cold shudder went through his body.......
 
Unexpected Desire

Their eyes met, and they held each other's gazes before she turned away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She needed a moment to compose herself. She had seen that look of hunger in his eyes and in that instant had felt desire for him flood to her very core, her mind cloudy with desire, her body trembling with need. She turned to look at him again and the words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop herself:

"I want to fuck you, Max."

He looked at her and smiled. "What are you waiting for?" and reached out his hand to her.

The next moment she was in his arms, kissing, their tongues playing, teasing, tasting. Their bodies pressed together as closely as possible, restless, unsatisfied because their clothes were getting in the way. They stepped away from each other, desperate to be naked as they undressed hurriedly. She went to him again and they held each other, bare skin against bare skin. Warm, soft, perfect.

"Much better", she whispered before pressing a kiss into his neck.

Pushing him back onto the chair behind him, she spread her legs open to straddle him, sliding down onto him in one quick motion, taking his hard, throbbing shaft all the way into her, both of them gasping with pleasure. Moving slowly up and down, feeling his hands on her hips, trying to increase her pace.

"I want you to ride me, baby. I want you to ride me hard and fast."

She starts speeding up, her movements faster and harder. Their breathing heavy, moans escaping her lips as he thrusts his hips up, wanting to bury his cock deeper into her pussy, unable to get enough. His hands moving to her breasts, caressing them, grabbing and pinching her hard nipples as she continues to ride him, over and over again.

"I love riding you like this, Max.”

“I know you do, baby.”

Both of them hungry for each other, pushing harder, riding faster, getting closer and closer to their orgasms.

“I love the feel of your hard cock buried deep inside of me."

"Mmhmm… I love the feel of your hot, wet pussy wrapped around my cock, Angela ."

Consumed by lust, they keep going until they're so close they can almost feel it, their movements frantic with urgency to orgasm. Pushing each other right to the edge and then over, peaking, groaning, crying out at their release, her cumming down his cock, him exploding inside of her, his cum filling her up.

Sated, satisfied, they hold each other and stay that way for a while until they can catch their breath.
 
Nice sweetCT! Very sexy, your writing is such a turn on!

can I play the part of Max...:)
 
Hi. I'm hoping to meet someone, man or woman, who'd be interested in writing FANTASY stories for me in exchange for me doing the same for them. These would be private FANTASY stories that we would only share between us. I'd like to meet someone articulate who doesn't go in for this txt spk shit. Good spelling, grammar, and punctuation are essentials. And experience in writing FANTASY stories would also help. I emphasize fantasy because whoever responds must be able to recognize the distinction between fantasy and reality. The other essentials are that you must be able and willing to write about EXTREME stuff with absolutely NO LIMITS WHATSOEVER. Whoever's interested, please PM me.
 
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