Erotic Crack

[sidonie45]

Erotic Crack! Ever heard of it? Don’t suppose you would. It’s a term I coined whilst chatting in an effort to explain the spellbinding effect a certain Lit Man casted upon me. Words whispered, washed over me, coursed through every part of my being, and left me hungering, wanting, needing, desiring more.

I wasn't going to answer his PM at first, even though it wasn’t like the others that usually fill up my PM box, like Male Dom looking for sub female slut to train. Nothing as course and vulgar was his.

Instead he was civilized, polite, respectful, inquisitively asking what has caught my eye.

I didn’t answer straight away. I went instead to his profile page to see how long he’s been a member, when he last posted, what he posted, he seemed decent enough, so I replied back. And there, that was the moment right there, that point on which my journey began. There, that decision to PM back. Nothing erotic, just answering back as in general conversation. I'm reading a book, I see your from England. I love the country. Its beautiful. I was there in October for a visit I replied. All civil bland talk.

I was on my mobile, at the time. Not a big screen, so after a few chats,I would send a new message, but instead of sending a Pm in answering I kept hitting to see his profile. And I kept seeing a beautifully proportioned male torso, lovely chest hair through which the tips of my fingers could quite merrily traverse through, while feeling the contours of his body, with his leather belt unfastened and opened wide, blue jeans zipper, pulled down slightly, showing but naught, with his hand reaching down inside and to the right, reaching, for what? Is that a slight budge? Is it slight though? What?

It was all Erotic Crack. And through the night, chatting, with a little friendly banter thrown into the mix. There it was weaving its way mystically and majestically throughout the course of my evening, His day, but I didn’t realize, couldn’t realize, that little by little, I was being spoon fed tiny bits and pieces of Erotic Crack. I kept returning to His profile page on purpose now, to that perfect torso, chest hair caressing his body. Is it His? I did a google search, no natches. It was. And I sipped again from the spoon He was feeding me, His Erotic Crack. My God, He feels good, My body reacting to His kind and funny words, spiced with the hint of something else.

I didn't realize. I was now too willing sipping from His Erotic Crack to know, but it was all in the hint. What possibilities.

And then, after awhile, I seen it, and I recognized it for what it was. It was there all along, all be it subtle. The hint, the possibilities, what is He going to do in His profile pic, I cant really tell. I would have known those traits straight away from a female, but coming from a male.? And then I saw Him for who He truley was. The Personification of the Quintessential Tease. He was the Master of it.

He knew how to tease women, both on Lit and in RL. Its a rare man who is refined enough to be bothered with the fine art of teasing (esp Australian men), not that i've done it myself for a very long time. But once I recognized it, I realized it oozed out every pore of His skin, every word written and unsaid. At this time, He offer in abundance His Erotic Crack. He is the quintessential tease. Ahhhh my body is in a state of constant feeling and reaction, wanting, waiting for a line that makes me feel like warm melted chocolate in side, rich and lush and fluid. Erotic Crack.

And wallowing in my state of languid arousal, the heady intoxicating mix of erotic innuendos, and mental possibilities, and civil speak, molding me, stretching me, forming me, teasing me, coaxing me, whispering to me, my body is controlled by Him now, because my mind has slipped into La La land. But then just a tiny spark of sanity surfaces, that slaps you asunder, and asks me who the fuck is this guy, and immediately you scurry like a frightened little rabbit, startled, unsure. And you leave, sorry I have to go.

But when you hop back on the next time, there, awaiting me, a PM. Civil, bland respectful. Another with those words of comfort He offers, His solace and warmth, His wit and humor and the drip feeds of His Erotic Crack, brings you back to the warmth fold of His embrace, and into them, i go cautiously, timidly, but willingly.

i know He knows He has me, and i sup willingly on His Erotic Crack.

 

[Whiskey1965]

Great story and now I'm interested in you.
Then again I'm an old dog that chase's any female I can to feel that rush.

 

[sidonie45]

to feel that rush.

Yes! Your right! It was my first time, this experience. I noted to him in an email that these sessions last for hours, so its allot of time invested, and I wouldn’t say time wasted, no, no. I asked him a few questions, of what He gains out of it.
I totally forgot. (Head slap) And yet, I guess at the back of my mind, I subconsciously knew, because I made up the term Erotic Crack to best describe the effect he was having on me, but I wasn’t aware of it then.

It just come to me then when I read your word ‘Rush’.

Its the endorphin's.

I woke early yesterday, we played.

I went to work and he played, messaging me.

At work yesterday I was floating high all day long, with a big grin on my face.
Endorphin are our bodies natural high, and flood the body to help relieve pain.

Its structure akin to morphine. And you can receive endorphins from masturbation.
Prolong masturbation well, I was doped up to the eyeballs and then some .

Whiskey, ty. You helped me understand the intense intoxication of it all, like heady wine, and its irresistibly.

 

[sidonie45]

Please do not post full stories in the forums.

Jesus, its not a story, but a relation of an actual feeling to an event that happened

 

[chargergirl]

Jesus, its not a story, but a relation of an actual feeling

Sorry, looked and read like a full story to me, something that should be submitted to the story side of Lit and not here in the forums.

 

[Whiskey1965]

Glad I could help you and I love the new term you coined Erotic Crack, been a victim of that a few time myself.
And hope to be again and good luck enjoy the high and the benefits that come with it.

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

Erotic crack...
And just like the drug, should be approached with extreme caution.

Much like heroin...you feel great at first. Then, you get quite nauseous. Your health fades, your inner glow dims. You discover you'd do anything just to feel that way once more, and your priorities shift so you can work into your schedule your daily "Hit" of "Him."

MY PSA is that Erotic Crack be avoided at all costs, but maybe a shot of Jungle Juice once in a while won't kill you.

 

[chimike]

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[sidonie45]

love the new term you coined Erotic Crack, been a victim of that a few time myself.
And hope to be again and good luck enjoy the high and the benefits that come with it.

Somehow I think you may be a willing victim. I cant envision too many men, going into one with intense feelings of in-trepidation. Thank you about my new term, I think its an apt description.

Then, you get quite nauseous. Your health fades, your inner glow dims. You discover you'd do anything just to feel that way once more, and your priorities shift so you can work into your schedule your daily "Hit" of "Him."

MY PSA is that Erotic Crack be avoided at all costs, but maybe a shot of Jungle Juice once in a while won't kill you.

Akkkk Well they do say that too much of a good thing is no good for you. I perish at the thought of my health fading and my inner glow dimming.

I am a realist, time zone sucks major time, and we both work, but while it last, I bask in its radiant glow.

Extreme caution is duly noted dear RubenesqueAphrodite. but not at the moment

 

[Whiskey1965]

Rubenesque Aphrodite and I just fell in lust with you!

and I want to enjoy every moment of your inner lusty urges before the light fades and winter comes again and we all know wine that's aged is better .

 

[sidonie45]

Rubenesque Aphrodite and I just fell in lust with you!
:

Fell in lust, how divinely put, and you are both welcome to fall in lust with me

Well dear Rubenesque Aphrodite, I won’t be perish from fading health and my inner glow is not dimming but has been polished anew and is shining profusely.

That sweet nectar of Erotic Crack was drip fed into me again by Him. A renewing of all that had gone before, the scintillating and subtle caress of sweet words, of mere hints and suggestions. He is the Master of these things. He again, was stretching my boundaries, coaching me, teaching me molding me, making me into His. A request was made. i would have a reward, if i did something for Him. A boundary set. i pondered, will i? can i? It wasn't a large request, but non the less it was personal. i measured it, met it and mastered it, and as with one worthy of praise who has made a great achievement, i too was praised, and i was happy and contented, as i supped again on His Erotic Crack.

i will not be perishing to day. Fresh doses of endorphins are surging through my body, my juice tanks have been topped up to overflowing, and im purring quite contentedly.

Begone Edward Stark, winter will not be coming for me today at least!

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

Love your colorful, and accurate, description of "erotic crack". I've experienced the "drug" many times here on Lit, and elsewhere, and it is in fact highly addictive. The more arousing moments it provides, the more you crave ...

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

Love your colorful, and accurate, description of "erotic crack". I've experienced the "drug" many times here on Lit, and elsewhere, and it is in fact highly addictive. The more arousing moments it provides, the more you crave ...

y'all need to be careful, lest I create a thread called "The Betty Ford Clinic for Erotic Crack Addicts"

 

[sidonie45]

You were the last thought on my mind, and the first when i first astir. Why is my sleep so troubled now?. When i wake, my body is in a glorious languid and subtle state, i revel in the feeling, and too, i smile when i think of why it feels this way. It is you my dear sweet man. Through your words, through my mind, you caress me, hold me, touch me, ravish me and devour me.

You are the serpent who proffered the apple to eve. You are life forces intoxicating liquid, inside me, coursing and surging through my veins. Nefarious, dangerous, yet sweetly addictive. i close eyes, my mind thinking of you, and my mind goes instantly heady.

You are my Erotic Crack, and even though you are somewhat unattainable, i know now how to drip feed, to nourish my body just a bit more by closing my eyes, and think about how sexy, wickedly charming, and yes, lightly controlling, and i smile, and purr softly, warmly and contentedly.

Time together is limited, but im smiling, for what time i do have with you are cherished beyond what mere words can describe. Enjoy your evening, as mine is yet before the the yawning rays of a waking sun.


Rubenesque Aphrodite I don't think the clinic would be a good idea, we could all sit with our backs to each other, saying wicked thinks, masturbating profusely. It would't be long before the clinic will be reeking of sex, and full to the brim of ecstatically happy patients.

Ouchfeelsgood, you know all what im describing then.

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

kind of like an inside out jerk circle..*snickers*

 

[Whiskey1965]

A body to stir men's lust, a mind to educate and entertain I think you have created a milder form of Attention Snatching Crack or its just me ,shhhhhh lets not spoil the moment

 

[sidonie45]

A body to stir men's lust, a mind to educate and entertain I think you have created a milder form of Attention Snatching Crack or its just me ,shhhhhh lets not spoil the moment

Please feel free to be lustful while reading. This side effect was not indented, but then I have no remedy to cure it either.

I was in a state languid restful pose, stretched out on my bed, trying to sleep and I couldn’t. There was so much of Him bouncing around in my mind, that I couldn’t.

I work within the Social Sciences, so at times, I evaluate to understand. I posted originally to try to figure out why I was feeling the way I did, and why a person Ive never met started to have such a hold over me. So I wrote, observing my own events, my own reactions, my own feelings, and why these overrode my doubts and insecurities, in an effort to understand. I wrote the original posting when I was in a wondrous blissful high, and I used words not to tell, but also to show how I was feeling.

 

[Whiskey1965]

Please feel free to be lustful while reading. This side effect was not indented, but then I have no remedy to cure it either.

I was in a state languid restful pose, stretched out on my bed, trying to sleep and I couldn’t. There was so much of Him bouncing around in my mind, that I couldn’t.

I work within the Social Sciences, so at times, I evaluate to understand. I posted originally to try to figure out why I was feeling the way I did, and why a person Ive never met started to have such a hold over me. So I wrote, observing my own events, my own reactions, my own feelings, and why these overrode my doubts and insecurities, in an effort to understand. I wrote the original posting when I was in a wondrous blissful high, and I used words not to tell, but also to show how I was feeling.

Its the forest for the trees effect, to drawn in to see the overall effect, a research blindspot.

And yes the rush is why people stand in lines for roller coasters or horror movies, watch bad porn or even come here to lit to share, learn and maybe tease, seduce and become better lovers.

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

y'all need to be careful, lest I create a thread called "The Betty Ford Clinic for Erotic Crack Addicts"

LOL -- there are much worse things to be addicted to!

 

[Whiskey1965]

Sidonie45 I have to wonder what arousing effect your thread has had on your erotic crack dealer.
The swelling of his ego and penis must have him wanting to reconnect desperately.

 

[sidonie45]

I never told him
And he never mentioned reading it.
I think men's egos should be inflated so far.
Inflated egos and an inflated certain member can be a potent mix. Over stimulation can be dangerous.

 

[Whiskey1965]

I never told him
And he never mentioned reading it.
I think men's egos should be inflated so far.
Inflated egos and an inflated certain member can be a potent mix. Over stimulation can be dangerous.

Well I'm sure he's getting just as much of a kick out of it as you are and hell its even fun just hearing about the effect it has on you.

 

[Whiskey1965]

kind of like an inside out jerk circle..*snickers*

The janitor must hate cleaning that room

 

[sidonie45]

Anyone else want to contribute their experience are more than welcome.

Eventually Edward Starks prophecy of Winter coming ultimately came true. As with all good things, the sun finally sets and ends another a chapter of discovery, but for an occasion, I did have my Moment in the Sun, and it it sparkled radiantly and gloriously bright. I thank you! And be happy in the knowledge that no hearts were broken here.

So, life turns to normal, and recent friendships forged, of sharing likes and dislikes, and hum-drum day to day musings, eventually moving from PM’s to emails. Words uttered often poignant, touching and funny, all weaving an openness of ease with a developing and spontaneous confidence.

So I journeyed to work this particular day, in a pair of purple underwear chosen by him as a lark, (which, as I muse, is passing strange, as I quite happily take my panties off, not the other way around). Then he sent bombardments of emails, some self reflective, some funny witty and delightful, and with grace and eases, they morphed to became erotically teasing, cajoling, enticing, and I thrived receiving them. And so I found, through his witty charm and snappy comebacks, and hints of wickedness, that he too was also a dealer in the art serving Erotic Crack.

He knew my reaction, inwardly of seeping warmth wetness, of an angst body coiling with feelings frustrations unable to be released, externally fighting for normalcy and portraying myself as a proficiently skillful and effective professional worker, all the while the ding of an email received would sound, bringing to me, new words by him. This time, I’ll ignore it. I’ll read it later. The most one ignored was for all but a 5 minute record. Then he left me, as he too, was on another continent, with weirded times, and he went home to work off his energies, before he slept

Eventually, I found myself home, I showered, dressed in a silky nightie, a glass of wine in hand, lit candles softly flickering, my 3 hot pink kegel balls inserted, I laid on my pillow, folded, between my legs, and importantly, my mobile phone.

Throughout the course of the evening, my mind lethargic from wine, soothed my body, slow rhythmic movements, sliding side to side on my pillow, flooding me with that lovely warm wet moisture down in my nether region, combined with the grinding of the balls within, and reading, reading all his email to me again for that day, reading his playful erotic naughtiness, and it wasn’t long before sanguine euphoric exhortation en-wrapped and engulfed me, and I melted and drowned within my own rapturous pleasures as I lost myself within his wonderfuly wicked words. I suckled on his Erotic Crack, and my being was gloriously saturated, with heightened and intensified elation. My body thrilled and hummed once more. Mmmmmmm

I'm sure my husband will be happy with his welcome home come Saturday. But till then, I'm sure I will enjoy more Erotic Crack.

 

[Whiskey1965]

Anyone else want to contribute their experience are more than welcome.

Eventually Edward Starks prophecy of Winter coming ultimately came true. As with all good things, the sun finally sets and ends another a chapter of discovery, but for an occasion, I did have my Moment in the Sun, and it it sparkled radiantly and gloriously bright. I thank you! And be happy in the knowledge that no hearts were broken here.

So, life turns to normal, and recent friendships forged, of sharing likes and dislikes, and hum-drum day to day musings, eventually moving from PM’s to emails. Words uttered often poignant, touching and funny, all weaving an openness of ease with a developing and spontaneous confidence.

So I journeyed to work this particular day, in a pair of purple underwear chosen by him as a lark, (which, as I muse, is passing strange, as I quite happily take my panties off, not the other way around). Then he sent bombardments of emails, some self reflective, some funny witty and delightful, and with grace and eases, they morphed to became erotically teasing, cajoling, enticing, and I thrived receiving them. And so I found, through his witty charm and snappy comebacks, and hints of wickedness, that he too was also a dealer in the art serving Erotic Crack.

He knew my reaction, inwardly of seeping warmth wetness, of an angst body coiling with feelings frustrations unable to be released, externally fighting for normalcy and portraying myself as a proficiently skillful and effective professional worker, all the while the ding of an email received would sound, bringing to me, new words by him. This time, I’ll ignore it. I’ll read it later. The most one ignored was for all but a 5 minute record. Then he left me, as he too, was on another continent, with weirded times, and he went home to work off his energies, before he slept

Eventually, I found myself home, I showered, dressed in a silky nightie, a glass of wine in hand, lit candles softly flickering, my 3 hot pink kegel balls inserted, I laid on my pillow, folded, between my legs, and importantly, my mobile phone.

Throughout the course of the evening, my mind lethargic from wine, soothed my body, slow rhythmic movements, sliding side to side on my pillow, flooding me with that lovely warm wet moisture down in my nether region, combined with the grinding of the balls within, and reading, reading all his email to me again for that day, reading his playful erotic naughtiness, and it wasn’t long before sanguine euphoric exhortation en-wrapped and engulfed me, and I melted and drowned within my own rapturous pleasures as I lost myself within his wonderfuly wicked words. I suckled on his Erotic Crack, and my being was gloriously saturated, with heightened and intensified elation. My body thrilled and hummed once more. Mmmmmmm

I'm sure my husband will be happy with his welcome home come Saturday. But till then, I'm sure I will enjoy more Erotic Crack.

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