His Voice
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Posted:Jun 3, 2012 2:22 pm
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My heart was still racing as I hung up the phone, his voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face. I began to play back our conversation in my head; nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle.
I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard, then moving down my flat tummy. As his laugh echoed in my mind I let my fingers find the bottom hem of my shirt, pulled it up slowly, imagining it was his. I felt a moan escape my lips and slipped my hand into my panties finding my wet lips covered in blond pubic hair. I couldn't believe how wet I was, just from the power of his voice.
God that man is sexy. I closed my eyes and pictured him lying between my legs with a grin on his face, knowing that he was about to please me. I ran my finger over my swollen clit and felt my body quiver, my other fingers rubbing my pubic hair. I began to make light circles around my clit, making sure to tease my opening with my middle finger. I moaned again, hearing his smooth voice in my head telling me he wanted to hear me cum. I quickened the pace with my fingers, changing between rubbing my clit and slipping my middle finger into my pussy and squeezing against it.
My breathing began to quicken and my moans came more often, almost with each breath. I felt the familiar stirring deep within my body as I started to lose myself in his voice. I pulled my hand from my pussy and crawled off the bed in search of my favorite toy. I opened my panties drawer and rummaged through the bras, panties and socks, rubbing my thighs together, keeping my clit stimulated. After what seemed to be a small eternity I finally found my vibrator and quickly returned to my bed. It was about eight inches in length, off white not too fancy
As I got comfy on my queen bed I started to pull at my panties, lifting my ass and sliding them past my hips down my thighs, revealing my mound. I wiggled my legs, worked my damp panties to my feet, and kicked them off the end of my bed. I spread my legs as I laid my head back down on my pillows and began to play with my breasts again, laying the little vibrator on my bed next to me. As I played with my breasts I squirmed on the bed, making the bed spread wrinkle.
I slipped my hands underneath my thin t-shirt; my hands ran up my tummy and to the underside of my breasts. I closed my eyes again and pictured his hands on me. My hands rounded up to my nipples, still hard from the attention I gave them earlier; I began to roll my nipples between my fingers as I massaged my large breasts. My body was covered in tingles I wanted to cum for him so badly. I smiled softly as I slide my hand out of my shirt and over the little vibrator. I've used it so often I can hold it and turn it on with one hand. Soon enough came the very familiar buzzing, then his voice in my head, "You want this so badly don't you?"
My heart skipped a bit and I almost opened my eyes, decided against it cause I wanted him here with me, even if it was all in my head. I traced the vibrator around my breasts, rolling over my nipples; I was so horny my hips were already squirming against the bed. I could feel my pussy almost dripping, aching for the familiar touch of the vibrator. I continued to trace with the vibrator, across my tummy, then to my hairy patch. I laid it flat against my mound, letting the tip just barely touch my wet lips. His voice purred through my mind again as I slipped the vibrator between my lips. Feeling the vibrator graze my engorged clit I moaned loudly and grabbed my breast with my free hand. Oh God I wanted him.
I let the vibrator slide up and down the length of my lips, pleasing my clit and teasing my opening. I could feel his breath against my cheek and his hands on my body. I slipped the vibrator into my wetness and moaned again, long and soft. I gripped the vibrator tightly with my pussy as I pushed it further in, almost the entire length. Slowly I began to pull it back out, the vibration still stimulating my hard clit. Back in went the vibrator, I began to quicken the pace, in and out, my free hand massaging my breast and tweaking my nipples. My moans came almost with each breath.
I began to rock my hips against my hand and vibrator, pumping harder and faster. I could feel my climax begin to build as I squeezed tightly around the plastic cock. My entire body was writhing on the bed as if possessed. His sexy voice was toying with me. My breathing became labored and my heart raced. Squeezing against the vibrator I pictured his face, leaning in closer to kiss me and that pushed me over the edge. My moans were almost continuous, my hand almost a blur, forcing the vibrator to fuck me. My body began to tense and I held my breath, my climax peeked.
I was moaning, so close to screaming his name as I worked the plastic vibrating cock in and out of my pussy coaxing my climax through the peak. I felt myself cum and the juices trickle down to my ass, I slowed the strokes a bit and made them longer as my climax subsided. With a flick of my index finger, my little vibrator was off and I slide it out of my sopping wet pussy. I sighed heavily and completely relaxed lying on my bed, my heart beating so hard it felt as if it were in my head. I let out a soft giggle as I thought to myself, "He'll never know how much I want him."
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Undivided
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Posted:May 24, 2012 8:11 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:11 am
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We come together,
Your voice enters my soul
like a gentle breeze...
I can hear your thoughts
as you sweetly whisper your longings -
Our attention, undivided.
A bonding of two spirits
as we come together
in our first intense kiss -
our souls merge...
heightened senses,
a sensual delight
as your lips caress mine
and we gently fuse as one.
Exploring each other softly,
passionately;
touching each other -
a sensual serenity...
our bodies embracing
as we are caught up
in a rapture of endless ecstasy -
devouring each other
as we heed our desires...
our attention, undivided.
Sensual grace,
communion of our spirits -
deeply connected...
exploring the contours of each other,
consuming each other.
From the very first kiss
to the very last touch,
breathing in each other's essence...
savoring each other's taste -
sweet aroma of passion,
fragrance of love.
Our silhouette glows
against a darkened sky
as the moonlight gently shines
in the night.
The night air caresses two souls,
locked in each other's gaze...
sharing moonlight kisses -
Delicate moments,
a bonding of two spirits...
Mystical union,
our attention, undivided.
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Lustful Longing
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Posted:May 24, 2012 8:06 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2012 1:47 pm
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Tell me what I'd have to change. Who would I have to be
To slip into your arms; for you to make sweet love to me.
Must I climb the highest cliff; swim along the ocean floor
Crawl over broken glass - would you demand that I do more?
Could you take me as I am, with my issues and my flaws
Pull me to your chest without a hesitation or a pause?
Slide your hungry tongue between my parted lips.
Run your anxious fingers along my quivering hips.
Wrap me in your passion, expose your every need.
Press your steamy lips to mine, every secret freed.
Sprinkle your tears across my cheek, confess every desire
Moan my name, call me yours, and set my soul on fire.
Need me more with every breath that slips into your chest,
Please me nightly, miss me daily, never compare me with the rest.
Grip my wrists; look in my eyes, and say the words I long to hear
Kiss me roughly, and weep my name, forever hold me dear.
Do I ask for wishes that could never quite come true?
Is my sin, my greatest fault, that I can't stop loving you?
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She Looks Lonely
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Posted:May 5, 2012 1:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:11 am
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She looked lonely. I had watched her wander around the party since she arrived. She came alone and never spent too much time with anyone. She had a beautiful smile as she joined in on conversations then drifted off. A truly beautiful woman, hair up, short black dress, black stilettos…. but distant. It was the same distance she maintained at work. Lonely was the only word that truly described her.
I understood lonely, empty, searching, all feelings I was too familiar with. I wanted to talk to her but she had never noticed me in the months we had worked together, I had no reason to think she would entertain any ideas of spending time with me now. Still, I began to feel a need to touch her, to let her know she is not alone. The thought that we were very much the same made me laugh. I was also moving around the party just going through the motions but I couldn’t stop watching her. Our hostess poured her a glass of wine and she walked slowly to the door leading out to the porch. As if enchanted, I followed her. The night was overcast, there was no moon, no stars, and the heavy drapes on the windows were drawn, there was no light at all. I waited a moment for my eyes to adjust until I could just make out her form sanding at the back of the porch against the handrail.
Confidence has never been a problem for me but what I was contemplating was beyond simple confidence. This was bordering arrogance, yet, I knew that I had to touch her.
As quietly as I could manage I walked to her. The night air was full of her scent and the closer I came, the faster my heart beat. Startled by my arms wrapping around her, she tried to turn to face me but I had her pinned against the railing.
“Don’t turn around.” I whispered.
I heard her breathing quicken but there was not the scream that I half expected, she said nothing at all. My lips gently every inch of her neck with gentle kisses.
“Shhhhhh, I hate your hair up right now.” I whispered and pressed my hips into her to hold her in place as I let her hair fall free against her shoulders. The smell was intoxicating as I felt my erection press against her. Slowly I ran my finger tips up and down her arms before sliding the straps of her dress down her shoulders and freeing her breasts to the cool night air.
I thought of all of the times I and watched her at work… Walking down the corridors, at the water fountain or eating lunch at her desk. I reached around her and pinched her nipples hard, she let out a low whimper as I whispered,
“ I always wondered how much you could take.”
I grabbed her hair roughly in my hand and pushed her down, pinning her excited breasts against the handrail. My other hand began sliding up her leg taking her dress with it. As I reached between her legs I almost laughed out loud, “No panties”!
She offered no resistance as I pulled her hands behind her back and wrap my fingers around her wrists. As I unzip my pants my erection presses against her ass. Slowly I slide it up and down the length of her crack letting her guess as to where it will enter her.
Finally I push hard between her lips, she’s so tight, so hot. Her juices begin to coat me as I reach all the way into her. Quickly I back out of her and wet my fingers with her flowing wetness. My fingers find the hard round entrance of her ass and I slip on into her. I hear her startled gasp but she does not resist me, not even trying to break my grip on her hands. Once again My cock enters her as I slip a second finger into her ass. Thrusting hard into both of her steaming openings, her body begins to tremble with the start of her orgasm. Gritting her teeth to avoid screaming out her pleasure and attracting unwanted attention, her breathing quickens. I feel her climax erupt as her climax rushes thru her. My pace increases against her moans until I too explode, my hot cum spewing deep into her. After a few moments I zip up and pull her close to me.
Close your eyes.” I whisper. Turning away I hurry back to the party wondering if she has any idea who I am.
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All By Myself
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Posted:Apr 28, 2012 5:13 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:13 am
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I miss you. I can't sleep. The bed seems so empty without you next to me. There's no use in trying to force myself to sleep, so I sit up.
The roses you sent me yesterday are in full bloom. Their fragrance somehow makes me feel a little less lonely. I'm wearing my green satin teddy, you know, the one that laces up the front, the one that you love. Do you remember the last time I wore it? When we made that hot, hot video and then made the most wonderful, passionate love? I can't wait till you're home. I need to try and get some sleep.
Lying back down, I look over at the roses and my thoughts drift back to last night. We made love, enough to last us until your return. Only, it wasn't enough. Remembering it just gets me horny for you. My hands involuntarily go to my breasts, and my nipples begin to harden under the satin. I love the feel of this teddy, and slowly glide my hands over it. Returning to my breasts, I run my thumbs over my nipples, and gently pinch them. They're getting harder and I want to feel your mouth on them, your tongue swirling its way around, your teeth gently scraping.
Slowly untying the ribbon on my teddy, I slide my hands inside. My skin feels so hot. Covering my breasts with my hands, I knead them firmly, but gently. They feel so good. Lifting one breast to my mouth, my tongue encircles my nipple, coaxing it to get even larger still. Sucking it sends tingles right between my legs, and I can feel myself moistening. My pussy involuntarily contracts.
Gliding my hands down my stomach, I slide the teddy down over my hips and kick it off my legs. I can no longer take my time; my pussy is throbbing, crying out for attention. My hands move between my legs, lingering for just a moment on my heart-shaped red patch that you so lovingly designed for me. The contrast of feeling it and then my smooth shaved lips is exciting me even more. My hand remains on my outer lips, delighting in their softness, until slowly, deliberately, I spread them apart.
My finger slides deep inside and I squeeze it tight. God, how I wish it was your cock. Slippery with my juices, I run my finger lightly over my clit and it hardens under my touch. Slightly spreading two fingers, I run them along either side of my clit and into my hole. In and out, again and again, each time bring more of my nectar out with them. Each time pressing tighter against my clit.
I'm at the edge and I can't hold back any longer. Using both hands I spread my pussy wider and using one finger, I press hard on my clit, stroking it, rolling it harder and faster as I feel the waves begin. My body tenses, hips rising, all feeling centered on my pussy and the floodgates open. With each contraction, my pussy ejaculates a stream of my sweet honey. I'm cumming the way you love. A river running into my hands and flooding the bed. Two fingers slip deep inside me, and I fuck myself hard with them, while my thumb continues working on my clit. Again and again my body tenses, and each time brings another gush of hot juice onto my hand, another scream of pleasure from my lips. Until I finally become so swollen, so sensitive, that I can't bear even the slightest touch.
My hand rests on the outside of my pussy, holding it, soothing it until it calms. Gradually, my heartbeat and breathing return to normal. Rolling over, I grab your pillow and scrunch it up against me. I am sated, content and sleep will soon overtake me. Before I drift into alpha stage, though I slide over, away from the area drenched by the deluge. Why didn't I do this on your side of the bed?
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Share With Me
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Posted:Apr 25, 2012 7:58 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:13 am
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Share with me your
old desires and I
will make them new.
Tell me of your
empty dreams and
I will make them whole.
Let me see your
shattered heart
and I will make
it mend.
Travel in my shadow
and I will shield
you from the rain.
Trust me with your
crying soul and I
will teach it how
to sing.
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Filled With Desire
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Posted:Apr 25, 2012 7:53 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:12 am
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A look filled with desire,
A gentle touch just here and there
A caress of the lips so light
The temperatures rising
The heat intensifies.
The touch of a finger on skin so bare.
The tongue leaving moistness here and there.
Slithering, sliding over skin thats bare.
Feeling and tasting the wetness thats there.
Fingers caressing, nails grazing upon
Skin so ripe for the tasting.
A roll of the hips
A rocking too and fro.
Knowing just where she wants the tongue to go.
Connecting, flickering, swirling, kissing
The tightening bud she so yearns to be carressed.
Fingers in the hair, heart beating faster,
She pulls his head onto her harder.
Bucking and grinding against the hot, teasing mouth.
The feelings of passion build higher and higher.
The swirling sensation inside her whole being.
Feeling his fingers plunge deep inside,
The mouth still caressing in rythm with his fingers.
The soft gentle cries as her ecstacy hightens.
The bucking and grinding as her hot centre explodes.
Her body a quivering and a shaking.
Her senses exploding....
Shes his for the taking.
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The Voice of Seduction
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Posted:Apr 21, 2012 1:01 am
Last Updated:Mar 24, 2013 2:50 pm
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This was actually written by someone else about me a couple of year's ago.....
It was another lonely evening
In another lonely bar
When across the crowded gathering
I see, there you are
Intoxicating beauty and grace and poise
Seemingly unaffected by the crowd and the noise
I watched you deflect suitors by the dozen
Hovering about and stalking you like a coven
I sat and we talked and I no longer had a choice
Uncommon beauty and a lively intelligence
A rare combination beneath such a lovely countenance
And, oh lord, such an exquisite voice
Low and breathy, full of promise
The voice of seduction
Eroticism, witticism, full of compassion
A voice that prompts thoughts of
Nights of wild abandon
Of full moons.... Above warm tropical rains
Of long moonlit walks on the sands
Of fine wines and candlelit dinners
Of mountain log cabins with crackling fires
Of romantic destinations, nights filled by sighs
A woman whose conversation is an event
Intelligent, inventive, romantic, and heaven-sent
Knowledgeable about so many subjects
With a voice that entrances sweet and direct
A woman's maturity and a little girl's innocence
Simple naivete and seductive temptress
A complex woman without a doubt
A siren perhaps, singing to tout
Chivalry, sensitivity, and romance
Qualities begging for enhancement
In men the world over
Therefore the key to this maiden of myth
Is to make sure that she is never bereft
Of the qualities she so richly deserves
Do this to ensure that her love will be preserved
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Sometimes It's Just Sex
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Posted:Apr 16, 2012 7:37 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:13 am
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For those asking for my more hard core writings.....
Torn shirt, broken buttons
black lace panties
swing from the door...
shattered picture frame
glass falls from wall
to floor...
Finger print bruises on
white skin wrist,
crimson trails where
painted fingernails have been..
Hard cock, swolen pussy....
slap,push,fuck,grunt,grind.
Wet stained satin sheets.
Sucking lips, licking tongue and bitting teeth.
Primal screams in animal release.
sometimes......
It's just about sex.
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ABC’s of Sexual Lust
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Posted:Apr 16, 2012 4:53 pm
Last Updated:Apr 21, 2012 1:01 am
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Adoring looks that can't be denied
Breathing ragged, warm upon the skin
Cuddling like we can never let each other go
Desire the touch, the taste, the perfume
Ecstacy so exquisite when you enter me
Flavor so sensual, do not deny me
Gentle touches making skin tingle
Heartbeat racing, pounding, can you hear it?
"I want you baby", whispered so softly
Journey taken with you, ignited
Kisses hot and kisses gentle
Licking, tasting, no place left unsavored
Making love to you is endless
Needing you again and again
Obsessed with your touch, leave your imprint
Passionate rhythm, hip to hip
Quiet gasps and held back moans
Rapture complete found in your arms
Seething heat passing with each pulse beat
Throbbing heat at the core of my womanhood
Underneath your powerful thrusts
Voracious, the hunger you cause within
Wonderous, the love felt in my heart
X X X do everything to me
Yearning, so extremely and beautifully painful
Zenith reached, our bodies shudder
Now you know my ABC's...Won't you come and play with me?
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Consumation
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Posted:Nov 19, 2011 10:06 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:08 am
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Craving your sensual touch
Obsessed by your fiery kisses
Nectar whose aroma entices
Spark erupting into flames
Ultimate sense of being home
Manhood wrapped in velvet walls
Ablaze in flames of lust and desire
Taking impetuously what is freely given
Inviting the eruption of passion's flow
Opiate flowing hotly through the veins
Inevitably the craving begins again
When will we let passion's flames consume us?
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The magic of her mouth
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Posted:Nov 19, 2011 4:54 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:07 am
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I look out
the window at the western
moon as it sinks into
a far away sea. My
mind wandering as
she works on me.
Her tongue tickles.
her lips caress.
the hot wet satin
of her throat
swallows me.
I look down,
her fine blond hair
covers her face as
she gives me all
that she is.
She is my moon
orbiting me in this
moment of night,
held by the gravity
of my desire.
Taking her time, knowing
that my pleasure lies
not in the end but
in the journey.
Eyes of perfect green
look up, reflecting
the moon light in a
smile, focusing
her joy on my
need.
Closing my eyes,
I lose my mind
in the magic
of her mouth
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Go With The Moment
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Posted:Oct 28, 2011 11:37 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2019 9:07 am
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Close your eyes...
breathe...deeply...drift away...
let's escape to another dimension -
Ever aware of the slightest touch,
the warmth...magnified...
when feelings say more than words.
Follow your passion,
feel the fire...
don't ever ignore your hidden desires.
Explore...touch...
the feeling heightens -
discovering the mystique
of your sensual oneness.
Listen to your heart,
go with what you are feeling -
A total surrender of self.
Eyes get lost in eyes,
seeing into the soul...
sharing...revealing...
Ever aware of the slightest touch,
the passion...magnified...
Lost in the moment,
surge of desire.
Go with the moment, and glow...
follow your passion,
and feel the fire...
Go with the moment.
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