Sienna's Erotic Lounge

[Sienna]

I will start then you can finish me off lol.

Hi pk1 Welcome back

 

[Sienna]

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[peekingone]

Hi pk1 Welcome back

Ty nice to see you as usual

 

[fire_breeze]

 

[Sienna]

http://www.blacktowhite.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/cumshot1.JPG

Now that is what I call Yummmmmmmy

((( Breezy )))

 

[peekingone]

http://www.blacktowhite.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/cumshot1.JPG

Now that is what I call Yummmmmmmy

((( Breezy )))

I am so damn horny she would have a lot more than that on her or most in her mouth lol

 

[Sienna]

I am so damn horny she would have a lot more than that on her or most in her mouth lol

Keep hold of it pk1 I want it all

 

[peekingone]

Keep hold of it pk1 I want it all

Now you are a longgggggg way from me so it will be hard to "hold" on lol....

 

[fire_breeze]

((( Breezy )))

Sienna {{{{{}}}}}

Doing well, my darling?

 

[Pervy_Sage]

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Now that is what I call Yummmmmmmy

((( Breezy )))

Yep!!

 

[Sienna]

Sienna {{{{{}}}}}

Doing well, my darling?

Yes And how are you Breezy my love?

 

[fire_breeze]

Yes And how are you Breezy my love?

I'm so glad to hear

I'm doing, thank you. Taking a little break by posting and writing from the grind of work - which prevented me from going to another one

 

[Sienna]

I'm so glad to hear

I'm doing, thank you. Taking a little break from the grind of work - which prevented me from going to another one

Yes... time for some chill Breezy So, what kind of fun fantasies are you having at the moment... share... share... pleeeeeeeeease

 

[Pervy_Sage]

*throws up the peace sign, and sneaks out the back door*

 

[fire_breeze]

Yes... time for some chill Breezy So, what kind of fun fantasies are you having at the moment... share... share... pleeeeeeeeease

Hm... how about something like this, which I've begun working on ?

She could hear the rhythmic ticking of the clock, counting down the seconds, each loud tick echoing within the bare room, vibrating through her skin. She knelt upon her cushion, her back straight, head held proudly high, her thighs slightly spread, her hands resting upon her knees. Her eyes were downcast.

Where was he?

She didn't dare to move to look at the ever insistent clock to check the time. Her mind flew to the conversation they had earlier; she had asked him what he wanted to do that night. "Surprise me," he told her. She sighed in mock frustration and teased him that she will surprise him all right. With a pile of work, while she sits back and enjoys a cup of coffee. The rich laughter that boomed through the phone still warmed her. She entertained the thought for a moment, of him in a flowery apron, pink bow in hair, scrubbing a pot. She chuckled at the mental image.

The movement caused the silk sheath to graze her nipple. The garment did nothing to hide her body; rather, it accentuated her nakedness. Her nipples hardened, pushing the fabric away from her form. She settled more comfortably on her knees, and straightened her back as the silk flowed from her breasts to the belt that cinched around her waist before following the flare of her hips.

She began to feel apprehensive, with each passing moment heightening the intensity. She wondered if something happened, if he was safe. What happened if he was delayed at work? Or that he was in a car accident. Her mind flew to numerous possibilities, each one more dramatic than the last. She firmly told her mind to shut up and concentrated on her posture and the increasing pulsing of her desire.

Where was he?

Her heart pounded. She heard the engine pulling in, and the unmistakable sounds of his footsteps. She recognised the gait of his walk from anywhere. Her skin began to tingle. The door cracked open, and he called out as he walked in, "Baby? I'm so sorry! The traffic was unbelievable and my phone died."

There was no response. Of course there wasn't. She was on her knees in the middle of the room, waiting. Waiting for his pleasure. "Baby?" He asked again. It's not like her not to answer. "Baby! Where are you?" Silence. "Hey, baby?" She could hear the creeping displeasure in his voice. She swallowed hard, the thrill of excitement shuddering through her body, the anticipation thick, knowing that her silence will increase the intensity of the moment for them both.

The door to the room flew open. "Baby! You know when I cal..." His voice trailed off as he saw her, kneeling, her thighs open, the glistening hint of her desire for him peeking from beneath the garment, waiting... ready for him.

*throws up the peace sign, and sneaks out the back door*

 

[sexfan23]

Great Thread

Thanks for starting it. I'm enjoying checking in.

 

[Sienna]

Hm... how about something like this, which I've begun working on ?

You must keep writing it Breezy I'm captivated now. I need to read more!
It's beautiful and so erotic. It makes you wonder what is going to happen


Hi Sexfan Welcome to the thread

 

[Sienna]

Sienna's Music Lounge - test links

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[fire_breeze]

You must keep writing it Breezy I'm captivated now. I need to read more!
It's beautiful and so erotic. It makes you wonder what is going to happen


Hi Sexfan Welcome to the thread

I most certainly will... and thank you for the kind compliments It was one of those things that have been brewing a while now; the words only fell into place now.

As for what happens next...

 

[Sienna]

I most certainly will... and thank you for the kind compliments It was one of those things that have been brewing a while now; the words only fell into place now.

As for what happens next...

OK It's worth waiting for Breezy

 

[fire_breeze]

OK It's worth waiting for Breezy

I hope so.... or all worthwhile things those which we must wait for?

Tell me, Sienna. When you write, do you just write or do you have a specific audience in mind?

 

[Sienna]

I hope so.... or all worthwhile things those which we must wait for?

Tell me, Sienna. When you write, do you just write or do you have a specific audience in mind?

When I write I first think of how the story should go. In the case of a collaboration I try to be the "opener" to set the scene or "plot route", from there I help the other writer to "shape" the story, mainly by promoting certain directions. In other words, yes, I like to be the director of a collaboration

Regarding audience depends on feedback from past stories, i.e what do erotica readers want the most? From there I use my own real life experiences to be as realistic as possible, not too much fantasy, but real. Then I can be very descriptive and detailed, bring the reader almost into a 3D situation as if they are there and their senses are in tune with what is going on

Does that help?

 

[removed021712]

Hm... how about something like this, which I've begun working on ?

She could hear the rhythmic ticking of the clock, counting down the seconds, each loud tick echoing within the bare room, vibrating through her skin. She knelt upon her cushion, her back straight, head held proudly high, her thighs slightly spread, her hands resting upon her knees. Her eyes were downcast.

Where was he?

She didn't dare to move to look at the ever insistent clock to check the time. Her mind flew to the conversation they had earlier; she had asked him what he wanted to do that night. "Surprise me," he told her. She sighed in mock frustration and teased him that she will surprise him all right. With a pile of work, while she sits back and enjoys a cup of coffee. The rich laughter that boomed through the phone still warmed her. She entertained the thought for a moment, of him in a flowery apron, pink bow in hair, scrubbing a pot. She chuckled at the mental image.

The movement caused the silk sheath to graze her nipple. The garment did nothing to hide her body; rather, it accentuated her nakedness. Her nipples hardened, pushing the fabric away from her form. She settled more comfortably on her knees, and straightened her back as the silk flowed from her breasts to the belt that cinched around her waist before following the flare of her hips.

She began to feel apprehensive, with each passing moment heightening the intensity. She wondered if something happened, if he was safe. What happened if he was delayed at work? Or that he was in a car accident. Her mind flew to numerous possibilities, each one more dramatic than the last. She firmly told her mind to shut up and concentrated on her posture and the increasing pulsing of her desire.

Where was he?

Her heart pounded. She heard the engine pulling in, and the unmistakable sounds of his footsteps. She recognised the gait of his walk from anywhere. Her skin began to tingle. The door cracked open, and he called out as he walked in, "Baby? I'm so sorry! The traffic was unbelievable and my phone died."

There was no response. Of course there wasn't. She was on her knees in the middle of the room, waiting. Waiting for his pleasure. "Baby?" He asked again. It's not like her not to answer. "Baby! Where are you?" Silence. "Hey, baby?" She could hear the creeping displeasure in his voice. She swallowed hard, the thrill of excitement shuddering through her body, the anticipation thick, knowing that her silence will increase the intensity of the moment for them both.

The door to the room flew open. "Baby! You know when I cal..." His voice trailed off as he saw her, kneeling, her thighs open, the glistening hint of her desire for him peeking from beneath the garment, waiting... ready for him.

Breezy One, this is the first of your writings that I have read and I am on the edge of my seat waiting to see what more is brewing in that sexy mind of yours. While I am certain that it will be well worth waiting for, I do hope the wait will not be long.....

Thank you for sharing.

 

[fire_breeze]

When I write I first think of how the story should go. In the case of a collaboration I try to be the "opener" to set the scene or "plot route", from there I help the other writer to "shape" the story, mainly by promoting certain directions. In other words, yes, I like to be the director of a collaboration

Regarding audience depends on feedback from past stories, i.e what do erotica readers want the most? From there I use my own real life experiences to be as realistic as possible, not too much fantasy, but real. Then I can be very descriptive and detailed, bring the reader almost into a 3D situation as if they are there and their senses are in tune with what is going on

Does that help?

Absolutely. I like knowing what propels a person to write. It can be as thrilling as the written piece itself. What prompts a person to write what she does? Why? ANd more importantly, for whom?

Thank you for answering so candidly

Breezy One, this is the first of your writings that I have read and I am on the edge of my seat waiting to see what more is brewing in that sexy mind of yours. While I am certain that it will be well worth waiting for, I do hope the wait will not be long.....

Thank you for sharing.

Thank you, Phone...

It's been a while since I've published or made public something . Hopefully, it will be!

Thank you again.

 

[removed021712]

Absolutely. I like knowing what propels a person to write. It can be as thrilling as the written piece itself. What prompts a person to write what she does? Why? ANd more importantly, for whom?

Thank you for answering so candidly





Thank you, Phone...

It's been a while since I've published or made public something . Hopefully, it will be!

Thank you again.

Ummm, "It will be"...???