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9.29.2016: Let’s Play A Game

I slid my hand down the curves of her body. Imperfections that she saw were the blueprints of my desires. She’d never outright said that she found herself unattractive. She’d only said that she didn’t think she was worthy of the attentions I bestowed. That was more than enough for me to understand that she didn’t value herself as I did.

My fingertips moved along her soft skin savoring all that she offered. By giving into my own need to worship her, I’d be pleasuring her in the best of ways. I massaged her breasts avoiding the most sensitive part. This was greater than sexual urgency. She needed to experience me devouring all of her not her brain being short-circuited by premature want.

I trailed digits up her arms awakening the nerves there. She was exquisitely bound in soft silk. It complimented her skin putting all sorts of dirty thoughts into my mind. Later. I’d get there.

Her lips were parted as she exhaled heat and inhaled seduction. The inferno inside her blazed so high that her skin became damp with perspiration. I ignored her whimpers for more than slight touches and stolen caresses. We’d get there too.

I stood up removing my black clothing; leather jacket, shirt, and pants. Her gaze roamed over my body and stiff member. She’d get plenty of that as well. I stroked my shaft slowly torturing myself just as slowly as I’d initiated with her.


“See how much I want you?” I asked.

“Yes.” Her voice was laced with pent up lust that she wanted to expel. That decision wasn’t hers. She’d come when I told her to.

“Watching you right now is more than enough to bring me to my knees. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

She looked away, bashful and ashamed of how those very words stroked something deep inside. I knew because I could see the fight in her now tense frame. She wanted to revel in it but she couldn’t allow false promises to penetrate her thick skin. Time to weaken the wall once more.

All of her body was alert and ready for more. I kissed her neck and then whispered in her ear. “Ready for a game?”

She was weary and had every right to be. “Yes.”

“I’m going to continue to ravish you. The only difference is that you’re going to tell me why I am. Each time focus my attention on any spot, you’ll tell me why it needs my attention.”


“No buts. I’ll let you simmer all night if you comply.”


I kissed down her neck and shoulders but this time, her breasts wouldn’t get off so easily. I kissed around the fullness of them. Lazily, my tongue worked toward the tip before I engulfed the erect nipple into my mouth. I lapped at the sensitive peak before pulling it with my lips and teeth.


Her body arched toward my mouth as she sought even more. I couldn’t continue because she wasn’t following the rules to my game. I released the breast and stared at her waiting.

She panted as if she’d just finished running. Her chest heaved and she wiggled. Her mind was a muddled mess because she couldn’t focus on anything except the sensations that I’d created.

“Love, is there something that you’d wish to say?”

She nodded but stuttered when she tried to speak. She took a deep breath and tried again. “Sensitive… Full… Lush… Sexy…”

“Good. Very good.”

I went back to smothering them with affections. Kissing between each breast and then showering them with kisses and licks. Sucking them until she shivered and trembled. I moved on to her hips. My fingers traced the curve of them while my mouth kissed and sucked. She chuckled a sultry laugh.

“It tickles and feels good at the same time.” It came out breathless and flirty.

“Mhm…” I moaned.

“You like them because they’re feminine.”

“God, yes!” I agreed.

I kissed over to her parted thighs and spread her wide. Kisses to her inner thighs sent her into a fit of moans and groans. I took my time completely blocking out the hurried cries.

“Because they should only part for you,” The words rushed from your lips and I swore that you’d come just from this. You were so close.

“Mhm…” I urged.

“And they are…”

My tongue moved to her pussy and she screamed. “Yes!”

Her clit was so sensitive but she was primed. Gently, I pulled back the hood and gave her one hard suck.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!” She screamed loudly as she came hard.

I pulled my mouth away from her dripping cunt and entered her in one smooth thrust. Fuck she was hot. In and out I moved building up another orgasm within us both. I leaned over and took her mouth. I kissed her as my pace quickened. It took us higher and higher until the spasms that wracked her body, seized mine. Move thrusts were wild and carefree. There was one goal and I sought completion for us both.

Spent, I laid on top of her while she kissed the sides of my face. I reached up, releasing the ties from her wrists. I moved beside her and pulled her into my arms before closing my eyes.

“Because they are both yours, as is the rest of my body. I know how much you love my lips.”

“Fucking, beautiful… All of you…”

“Yes.” She responded before I faded into the darkness.

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9.26.2016: If You Only Knew


Inspired by Masturbation Monday


If You Only Knew

The messages on the screen had nothing to do with what I was doing… directly. It didn’t mean that it wasn’t a reaction. Something about you, us, me…

I purred. It ached. I needed…

Fingers caressed my slit then delved deeper. Heat, hot, wet, slick, smooth… I moaned trying to hold back. This… it wasn’t right. You had no idea what I was doing but still I couldn’t help myself.

Fingers deep inside of me moved slowly, searching. I sighed as I responded to the message on the screen. It was innocent enough but I couldn’t help but wonder what you’d think if you knew.

Wetness, all me, coated my fingers making it easy to move them faster. I was growing tired of always needing you this way. And you didn’t even know, fucking shame.

The phone slipped from my fingertips when I found that sweet spot. I focused on it and not the beeping messages pinging my phone. My fingers became yours… My moans were pleas to keep you taking from my body. I desired more.


Another message alerted me to grab the phone though I was breathing as if I’d ran a marathon. Maybe I had. The message on the screen conveyed something I liked. Loved even. You were persistent about what you wanted though you had no idea what you were really asking for, me.

I anchored my feet on the bed and arched my hips. The new angle created different sensations and I teased myself. Wanting to draw it out until the initial ache paled in comparison, for you.

I gripped the phone holding on to you but my fingers never stopped. Pushing, shivers, panting, cries… I moaned your name loudly as the intensity of the moment took over. Euphoria so sweet that I lost my bearings. I closed my eyes tightly letting my body take over. Another sweep of the moment’s kiss radiated, penetrated. Shocks so intense that my toes curled and it was all for you. Because of you.

I drifted but was brought back into the moment by another notification. Spent, I struggled to see the words on the screen. When I could finally comprehend the words, since they didn’t swim anymore I smiled.

“You’re beautiful.” The message read.

Perfect timing.

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9.22.2016: Our Song


Our Song

I hung up the phone feeling more alone than I anticipated. Tomorrow was my big day. Well, technically the day was already present since the red numbers flashed 3:19 a.m. I stretched out on my bed and pulled the blanket up over my breasts. Every inch of my flesh tingled and She was the reason. I need relief, sexual relief. I needed her, all of her. We’d spent the past few months texting, talking, and sending pictures. Neither of us knew where this would lead but that didn’t persuade us that “this” was bad.

There was only one problem. Long nights of talking faded come morning. I walked around on a cloud of joy that I couldn’t explain to anyone because it sounded silly to lust over someone who lived so far away. What was the reason? I didn’t have one that created logic for any else. She was my bit of sunshine in the darkness.


“Wake up, wake up!”

I jumped, startled at the alarmingly loud voice echoing through my apartment. I blinked trying to figure out what in the hell was going on.

“Get. Up!”

Three of my crazy friends rushed into the room and I covered my very nude body just in time. What in the world?

“It’s time to get ready!” I looked at Erica and wondered why her loudness was necessary. We’d been BFF’s since were 8 years old but I never could get used to her boisterous tone.

“Ready for what?” I groaned.

“We’re taking you today before your party.” Alisa chimed in.

“Yeah, you need to be super sexy for tonight,” Isiah added.

I sighed. I was tired as shit but they weren’t going anywhere fast. I shooed them out with hand gestures. I’d planned this stupid party almost six months ago when I was happy about being single and having fun. Now I was in this… thing… and I had no idea what I was.

“Give me a second to get ready.” I wrapped the sheet tighter around me.

“You have 20 minutes.” Isiah threw over his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah.”

I sighed but was thankful for the distraction. While sleep sounded amazing, I knew when I finally became alert loneliness would kick back in. Groans accompanied all of my movements as I made my way to the shower. Well, if you can’t beat them… get ready. Right?


Beautifully intoxicated, I walked through my party feeling good. Friends, family, and tons of eye candy was scattered all around the room. My favorite cake was on the tallest table in the room screaming out my age and the reason everyone was here celebrating. The DJ was playing all of the right songs keeping people on the dancefloor.

I picked up a plate piling on cheeseball and crackers. The explosion of green onions and ham on my palette was as good as steak and eggs at the moment. The music changed and I heard my song. Our song. The one that we listened to over and over, confessing secrets and stirring our souls while melding them. I’d promised that I’d enjoy today and not text or call until I was home safe. I sat my plate on the table to get a grip on my emotions.

Arms wrapped around my waist and I froze. “It’s me. I couldn’t miss your birthday party now, could I?”

I shrieked and turned in her arms. She kissed me and I wrapped my arms around her neck. Was she really here? I pulled away enough to see her face, gaping at the fact that I was really in her arms. I hugged her again and saw my three best friends standing there smiling and taking pictures. I don’t know how they knew but…

“How did… When did…?” I stuttered in bewilderment.

“I drove down today. That’s why I didn’t want you to call or text. I needed to make sure that I didn’t give it away.”

“But I never told you where I was having my party.”

She smiled. “You mentioned Erica, Alisa, and Isiah enough times that I could find them on your Facebook page easily. I messaged them and told them the plan.”

Shaking my head at how amazing she was, I kissed her again. Today had just gotten that much better.

By the end of the night, I was more than ready to head home. I needed some alone time with Her. My friends were nice enough to take care of the hall for me while I took advantage of the surprise I’d gotten. I led her to my bedroom not bothering to play shy. I knew she was leaving in two days and I needed to make the best of it.


She sat down on the bed while I strip teased for her to our song. She undressed casually but kept her eyes on me. When I was completely available for her to see, I sashayed over to sit on her lap. She leaned over and took my lips between hers, claiming them as hers. Even if just for the night.

Lost in the sensations, I never realized when she eased me to the bed. Her lips never left mine as she moved between my legs yet on top of my body. Her hands caressed and grabbed, taking hold yet soothing me. I pulled away finally needing air. Kisses were placed along the column of my neck sporadically and I gripped the sheets. She was teasing me and igniting a flame that I hope she could handle. Her mouth traveled down my body leaving no skin untouched.

Taut nipples ached for her mouth to return but I let her take the lead. She did. She controlled my body with a finesse that was indescribable. The way she used her lips to trail along my body between the stream of kisses made my toes curl. She wasn’t at the best paaaa…

I moaned when her mouth enveloped my throbbing clit. I sighed appreciatively. Her tongue lapped at my sensitive folds while I held on to the ride. The sound of our song continued to play. It must have been on repeat because it stopped and then started again. It helped to set the tone of the night. The mixture of her mouth and music was addictive. I’d always wondered what it’d feel like and she…

“No, no, no…” I pleaded.

An orgasm was quickly approaching but I didn’t want this to end.

“Don’t worry, it’s only the first of many.” How’d she know?

My legs quivered against her shoulders and my hips bucked against her mouth. Her arms gripped my thighs and she sucked my clit further into her mouth.

“What the…” I gasped trying to breathe normally but stumbled over words and rationality.

Fingers caressed the lips around her mouth before they inched inside of me. She moved her fingers while she punished my pussy with her tongue. Too much for me to deny, I succumbed to her demands. As the first orgasmed washed over me another was building simultaneously. My heart raced, thumped so hard I wondered if I would die this way. Having one of the best orgasms of my life couldn’t be murder, could it?

Fingers thrust wildly and deep. I whined, moaned, and groaned requiring even more of her attentions. She moved her mouth and kissed up my body as she finger fucked me. I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her close to me as my body was forcibly wrecked into submission. I rode her fingers while she drove them deeper and harder.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeess!” I cried out at last.

My body wanted to relax but the spasms coursing through had a different plan.

Finally, I grew limp and sated. She kissed me careful not to disturb the satisfaction that I felt. She was amazing. This was that moment of awe.

She lay beside me caressing my damp skin. I’d been reduced to sounds of approval and she silently gloated. I couldn’t deny her that moment of gratification. She deserved it. I closed my eyes too weak to keep them open.

My pussy was wet and being stroked by the thickness that caressed my folds with sexual precision. I moaned wondering what was happening. I opened my eyes to see Her moving her hips against mine. I hummed wondering when this began. I’d been asleep when…

“You’re wet like you missed my touch.” She said.

I nodded knowing that even in my sleep I craved her. “Yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Her hips moved faster. Her thrusts moved deeper. She was marking me. Destroying me. She lifted my legs around her waist and leaned over me. The look on her face was pure determination and purpose. She shivered on top of me and I knew she was close. I leaned closer and kissed across her chest.

“Yeah…” She whispered. She liked it and her pace faltered as she reveled in the sensations.

Trying to get her off fed my own drive for release. She held on to my shoulders as she pumped inside my sex faster. She was close and so was I. I came first and she followed soon after. She rocked in and out until her body eased. Fulfilled.

Slowly, she withdrew and discarded the strap-on. Lying beside me, we remained quiet. Nothing needed to be said. It was a wonderful feeling and as my mind quieted, I heard our song in the background continuing to play.

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Elias Raven: Author & Poet: Cover Release





Author: Elias Raven

Title: Cain-Rage of Angels (Cain Series Book 2)

Release Date: Oct. 25th 2016




Elias never saw it coming. The deception had been flawless. He had looked into the dark eyes of his half-brother Qaylin. The torrent of anger and rage rose from the dark abyss of his soul at what this bastard had done. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before or since… A million times a million Cains screamed across the Heavens. Their voices echoed in his head demanding the blood of the betrayer, Qaylin!  

Elias knew it was time he stopped fighting from a position of weakness. He had to get up and take the fight to the enemy’s doorstep and he only had a small window of time to do so. He would have to strike while they thought he was beaten, then stand toe to toe against the forces of Hell itself. Somehow he had to even the odds and give him and his men a fighting chance to win. But his ancient enemies were powerful. It appeared as though the heavens had been eerily quiet as if the matters of men no longer mattered to the angelic host. It seemed Lucifer had full dominion over this mortal coil. If that was so, what chance did Elias and his men have against such an enemy?

“The Rage of Angels” is the explosive second book in the CAIN series.


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9.19.2016: Pay Attention


Inspired by Masturbation Monday


Pay Attention

I watched as he shifted in his seat. I wore a bra, thigh highs, and heels underneath my trench coat. My nipples were hard and could be seen through the black lace. I’d gotten in the car all nice and horny and he knew it. It was obvious what my intentions were.

Now that we were on the highway, it was time to put my plan into action. Pinching my nipple, I lowered my hand and began stroking my clit. Sideways glances came from him as he tried to watch and steer.

“Pay attention.” I’d left it up to his interpretation about what exactly I meant.”

It didn’t take long before I’d gotten off without his help. One orgasm was never enough. I unzipped his fly and popped the buttons on his jeans. He was hard and the bulge in his pants didn’t even compare to his full potential. Freeing his erection, I lowered my head to taste the pre-cum gathering at the tip of his shaft. I sucked just the head not taking more into my mouth. I felt the car swerve and I looked up.

“Pay… attention.”

“Yes, Madame.”

Putting the bulb back into my mouth, I stroked him with my hands. Pumping him slow and steady bored me. I wanted him on the edge and I had little patience today. The faster I pumped the louder his gasping became. I thought that I could even hear his heart racing as brought him up to speed. The car stopped and I looked up and around to see us on the side of the highway.

“You didn’t have permission to stop the car, boy.”

“I didn’t think it was safe to continue.”

“Who asked you to think?” I sat up and looked him in the eye.

He looked down at the floor and shook his head. “Nobody.”

“Exactly.” I got out of the car and into the back. “Lower your seat.”

He put the car in park and leaned the seat back until it was flat. I took off my coat, straddled his face and grabbed his hair. “Make me cum.”


He held on to my thighs and I rode his face while looking out the back window seeing everything but nothing. He was so good at this that I knew it wouldn’t take long. My boy had to be starving because he was breaking records with how quickly he was getting me off. He was sucking and… I grabbed the handle above the door and my entire body seized. My eyes crossed and my vision blurred yet still he continued. I let go of his hair to pinch my nipple and that throbbing ache consumed me once again. I lifted from his mouth and he chased me.

“No.” But he continued. I smacked his face and his dick bobbed in response. “No.”

“Yes, Madame.”

Not caring about the trench coat, I got out of the car and into the front. It was growing dark and I didn’t really care who got a good look. I gripped his shaft tightly and slapped his face again.

“Someone doesn’t understand “no”.”

“I do.”

I raised my eyebrow pondering his logic. “You don’t or you chose to ignore it.”

Defeated, he lowered his head back down to the leather seat. I caressed his shaft tenderly getting a good feel of every inch of him. Tip to base, bottom to top. He was close, very close and I took him stroke by stroke to the brink.

“May I cum?” He breathed.



I gripped him tighter and continued stroking.

“May I cum?” He begged.

I leaned down and sucked him into my mouth and then released him. “No.”

“Shit!” He gripped the door and I heard the leather groan in response.

I lowered my hand to my dripping cunt and stroked my clit in time to his panting pleas.

“Madame, I… please?!”


I squeezed my thighs getting off on controlling his orgasm. That kind of power was intoxicating.

“I’ll do anything… please?!”

“Anything?” I panted.

“Yes, Madame. Anything.”

“Kiss me.”

He sat up and pulled me into his arms kissing me roughly. All of his pent up desire and aggression poured into that sole kiss. In his arms, I succumbed to the orgasm threatening.

He broke the kiss barely able to hold back his own orgasm. “Madame?”

I shook my head while still trying to catch my bearings. “No.”

He kissed along my neck until I calmed. I put my arms around his neck loving the feel of his mouth on my body. He was mine and I loved it. He kissed me again this time tenderly and I purred.

“Be a good boy and get us home safely. I’m exhausted.” I confessed.

“Yes, Madame.” He kissed me once more and then I climbed into my seat while he lifted his back into place, erection exposed.

During the drive, I stroked him slowly while we talked about our day. He was nice and hard the whole time. Once we were home, I climbed into bed and he massaged my feet until I passed out. I awakened to the dip in the bed as he climbed behind me. I felt the strength of his arousal as I allowed him inside. He thrust inside me until I released once more. Still, he remained hard, inside, and with his arms around me. There would be no release for him. This he knew.

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9.15.2016: Am I Dreaming

I had to be dreaming. There was no way in hell that he was here with me. Or maybe I should say that there was no way that I was here with him. I looked over in the seat beside me to see him fast asleep. I really needed to go to the bathroom but didn’t want to wake him while trying to pass him. Carefully, I removed my seat belt and inched to the isle. When I was safely out of the waking him up zone, I darted to the restroom.

Expecting a tiny space like on a normal folk plane, I was taken back by the added space that the private plane offered. The nagging feeling of an impatient bladder stopped me from gawking to handle my business.  After freshening up, I headed back to my seat. He slept still and I maneuvered to slide by him. This time, not so lucky. Turbulence took control and shook us up a bit. Stumbling forward, I grabbed the seat above his head to prevent falling on top of him. I closed my eyes as the plane experienced shakes from the air pockets.

“Well, that’s a nice sight to wake up to.”

I opened my eyes to see him looking at my breasts that were at his eye level.

“Sorry. I was coming back from the bathroom and…”

The plane shook again and I held on tighter.

I felt hands along my sides and then he palmed my breasts through my bra. I gasped.

“Yes, this is definitely one hell of a way to wake up.”

He lifted the armrests and then my skirt as he pulled me to straddle him. I looked over my shoulder and saw no signs of the flight attendant. He leaned up taking my lips between his, disconnecting rational thoughts. He was him. The man I’d lusted over for god knows how long and he was here. Why would I not kiss him?


His hands stroked my thighs causing all kinds of tremors. I ground against him and he lifted my shirt. Distracted by his reveal, he moved his mouth to kiss along the tops of my breasts. I heard crackling before the pilot came over the loudspeaker.

“Prepare for landing.”

Fuck. Me.

He chuckled and pulled my shirt down. “Don’t worry, we’ll resume this soon.”

I sighed and stood to put myself back together. I sat in my seat and buckled my seatbelt. Why hadn’t I gone to the bathroom earlier?


Settled onto the ship, I went straight to the room I’d used the first time. We’d spent 5 days and 6 nights on the island. It was beautiful! He’d been filming scenes for his next movie so he’d been pretty busy the entire time while I toured. I expected to see him during the nights but that hadn’t happened either. All of that time had passed since I’d straddled his lap and I was in a constant state of arousal. I wanted him and now our trip was over. After this ride on the ship, it was back on the flight then off to the real world. I showered and went to sleep acknowledging the fact that it was a mishap that wouldn’t happen again.


My eyes flew open and my heart rate was off the charts. I moaned loud as the orgasm shook my core. What. In. The. Hell? He kissed up my body from between my legs and underneath the sheet until his lips were planted against mine. I heard the familiar sounds of foil unwrapping before he entered me. Moist and ready for him, I accepted his thickness easily. He filled me completely making me lose my breath once again.

“Were you expecting me tonight?” He asked.

“What? No! Why…? Mmm.”

“Because you aren’t wearing any clothes.” He moved inside of me with skillful determination.

“I fell asleep…” I moaned holding nothing back.

He leaned closer and I held his shoulders from underneath. Trying to hold on, I scratched at his back and he seemed to love it. He groaned loudly into my ear letting me know just how much he was enjoying himself.

I arched my hips and clenched my muscles around him. “Oh!”

I licked my lips and then kissed along his chest. I wanted to savor him too. He pulled my hair to give him access to my neck where he buried his face. I arched it giving him space to do as he wished. He sucked and kissed. I knew I would be marked in the morning but I didn’t care.

His body rocked mine taking me to greater heights than I’d ever been. He kept me on edge careful not to tip the scale. Slickened bodies caressed one another as we searched for new and exciting ways to arouse the other. He rolled over putting me on top. He pulled my arms behind my back and I whined yet again. It was so good and intense that tears threatened the back of my eyes.

“Ride me, beautiful.”

I purred and tried to give him what he needed. I leaned toward him, careful of my wrists allowing him fully inside of me again. With every motion my body fought for release, it was so intensely felt that I struggled to follow his orders. His hips moved to meet mine taking away the last bit of resistance I had. I came violently as he hit the same sweet spot over and over. He didn’t stop after the first time or the second. He rolled us over mounting me again where he rode me until my body seized hard.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” I screamed.

He roared just as loud as he came as well. Spent, I passed out trying to remember how he’d gotten into my room


I watched as the clouds surrounded us again as we left the airport. I was exhausted. We’d had sex multiple times throughout the night leaving me without sleep. I counted the cluster of clouds until they blurred.


His beard nuzzled along my neck, waking me from my slumber. “Get on top of me.”

I blinked trying to make sense of his words. “What?”

“You’ve made me unbearably hard. Get on top of me.”

“I’ve been asleep!”

“I keep thinking about the sexy noises you make when you’re helplessly riding me.”

Wherever the soreness was before was replaced by the deepest of throbs.

“Get. On. Top. Of. Me. Now, beautiful.”

I took off my seatbelt and stood up. I removed my shoes and panties, lifting my dress, I straddled him and he moaned.

“Now kiss me.”

I did. He prepared his shaft before he entered me slowly. I appreciated it since I was tender.

“Ride me.”

Raising my hips and rocking back and forth had never felt so good. My hair showered around us as I leaned down to kiss him. He lowered the strap to my dress and bra and pulled my nipple with his fingers. I moaned into his mouth and he moved his hands down to grab my ass, holding me in place as he rocked into me. He lowered the back of the seat until it lay almost flat. He went deeper inside me and there was no mistaking the sound of skin on skin as it echoed through the cabin of the plane. If he didn’t care, neither did I. I was so close. God…

“Please!” I moaned.

He reached between us, teasing my clit. I gripped him tightly as I rode out my orgasm. He came and the shaking of his body tipped me again into a blinding whirlwind of bliss.

Kisses along my shoulder and face woke me this time. He was holding me and I closed my eyes again.

“Baby, I need you to get into your seat while the plane lands. I’ll hold you while we ride to my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yes, did you think I was going to let you go that easily?”

I kissed him and then moved into my seat so that he could right his seat. I buckled in and put my head on his shoulder waiting for someone to pinch me to wake me from this dream.

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9.12.2016: Masturbation Chaos


Inspired by Masturbation Monday


Masturbation Chaos


Have you ever awoken to what feels like the most intense throb between your thighs? Well, here I am. 6:42 a.m. on a Monday morning and my persistent clit won’t let me sleep. It’s the reason why my hand is kind of… well…

I rolled onto my back and stroked the obnoxious, pounding beat of need. Mmm… I fought to keep my eyes open because I really just wanted to sleep. The haze of wine still hadn’t cleared from my mind. But… aaaah!

Teasing my clit seemed to sate it, so I did. But then I needed to be filled. I knew He was already gone. He’d left hours ago to catch his flight. I spread my legs and wasn’t surprised to find the rest of my pussy in a juicy mess. Fingers slid inside easily. My leg, with a mind of its own, lifted.  What… in.. the… hell…?

“Yes!” I moaned.

I moved my fingers hitting all of the good spots but my clit… I reached blindly beside me, into the drawer that held my favorite bullet. 8bd41cde1cf0b666ee309d138a2f35ccGrabbing it, I turned it on and placed it directly on the throbbing SOB. My eyes flew open and my body seized, almost curling. WTF!


My fingers pumped and my something inside tightened. I shook my head trying to slow the moment, to regain control.


The orgasm rushed over me at the same time that another began building. Fucking bullet! I moved my hand to remove it but the shift only moved the bullet down a bit. Holy shit! Another orgasm rushed over me and my fingers inside only aided on the intensity. I wanted to stop… but…

Another wave of dread took over because yet another orgasm began to build. I grunted while trying to breathe. The noise was strangled and yet another like it escaped. My nipples ached and I tried to sooth them with pulls, twists, and massages but it only pulled me deeper into the moment.

“Oh Gawd, please!!!”

My hips arched and dipped, the vibe set against my fingers driving the vibrations deeper as they thrust. Perfect. Fucking. Feeling. I fought to hold on to the moment much harder this time. Sweat poured from my pores and still, I fought. I could feel the distorted disconnect from reality in this moment. Sensation overruled everything. And it was fucking amazing.

Pounding wrecked me and when my body could hold on not a second longer, I seized and then combusted. Wetness filled my hand, leaking onto the bed and I removed my hands from all areas and gripped the pillow above my head as the vibrator did its thing. I couldn’t tell you how long the damn orgasm lasted but eventually I passed out.

I awakened to spasms wracking my body and another small orgasm hit. I kicked at nothing trying to get as far away from the damn vibrations as possible. It rolled away and my ass, wet from a good time, cooled from being exposed to the air. I groaned and covered myself. Pussy sore, body tense from too many orgasms, sated and confused… I fell back to sleep only to be awakened by my alarm clock. Time for work. Fuck!

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9.8.2016: She Doesn’t Know


She Doesn’t Know

She was late. I could have dismissed it but then I wouldn’t be me. I sipped my wine enjoying the unique flavor. The fireplace crackled behind me and the rain thrummed against the windows. There was a romantic dinner planned but each moment that she was late took us further from the plan.  I heard a car pull into the driveway and I knew that it was her. That distinctive sound that was attached to her car was the only indicator I needed. I took another drink and swirled the wine impatiently.

The door opened and shuffling feet moved across the hardwood floor. I shifted getting even more comfortable.  When she walked into the room she paused seeing my intense gaze. Her eyes shifted to the clock above my head and then back to my face. Nervously, she fiddled with a strand of loose hair that kept falling onto her forehead.

“Hey.” She finally greeted me.

“Hello.” I kept my greeting short. If I let her stew, she’d do more damage than I ever could.

“I’m sorry I’m late. There was more work than I thought and I lost track of…”

“I’m glad to see you’re alive.” I took another sip of wine waiting.

“I know I should have called but…”

“Is it still pouring raining outside?” I knew the answer but my question implied more than I was willing to say.

“It is and I’m sorry. I know you were probably worried because I didn’t call…”

“Strip.” The command came out more even than I felt. I wanted to shake her for worrying me and that thought was enough to let me know that I needed more time before I touched her.

“Yes, Sir.”

The white shirt that was wet and clingy to her curves was unbuttoned with nervous fingers. She knew I was angry. It was more than about the dinner. She’d not followed the rules once again. Her safety was my number one concern. The fact that I’d called her but it went straight to voicemail and she was unaware, tells me that she hadn’t bothered with her phone since who knows when. Unacceptable.

Bra and shirt removed, she moved on to her slacks and panties. I watched as she removed each item slowly making sure to tease me as she went. She was good at remembering things like this. It was for me and that translated into important for her. Things like her wellbeing came as an afterthought. That’s why it bothered me more than one would assume. She didn’t yet understand her value. Every time it made me want to strangle the bastards before me that didn’t make her believe in herself.

She left her shoes and thigh highs in place. “Sir, should I keep these on or take them off as well?”

I swallowed the last of my burgundy spirit and placed my glass back on the table. Standing, I made my way over to where she stood. Her eyes lowered waiting for my next instruction. I wrapped my hand around her throat holding her securely and backed her against the wall. Her eyes glazed and I knew her full attention was exactly where I needed.  Her chest rose and fell quickly. She was afraid yet aroused by the act. She knew that I’d never hurt her but I needed her to understand me fully. Her attention was required.

I spoke directly into her ear using my body to pin hers into place. “I don’t think you understand just how precious you are.”

A lone tear slid down her face and she closed her eyes shielding herself from me. “I’d rather spend my time ravishing your body instead of wondering if you’re wrapped around a tree. I bet you didn’t realize your cell phone is dead.”

“No.” She’d tried to move her head, forgetting my hold, but I held steady preventing movement.

“What if something would have happened to my girl? How would you have let me know?”

She inhaled air through her nose and it was shaky. I knew she was moments from breaking and I planned to take her there. It was time.

“You are mine and I need you to act like it. You’ll do that for me. Take care of my girl, won’t you?”

“Ye-es.” The sob that followed wasn’t enough.

“I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. You’re my world, baby.”

She opened her eyes, turning her head, which I allowed, and looked at me. Some of the biggest tear drops I’d ever seen rained down her face. “Sir, I’m so sorry.”

I kissed her silencing her apologies. My right hand gripped her hip while the left held her in place. She relaxed into my hold and kissed me hungrily. Maybe, this time, she’d understand what her life meant to me even if she couldn’t place value on it for herself. One step at a time. Concern for her safety was overshadowed by relief and the brewing passion between us.

I picked her up and took her to the rug that lay near the fireplace, close enough to feel the heat but far enough away to avoid any danger. Unbroken, our kiss continued making the fire envious of the heat we created. Her hands were on either side of my face holding me to her. My hands were all over her body at once. Feeling, touching, stroking, caressing, pulling, and teasing her until she was a pent up ball of need waiting for release. The cries from her were exhausted and now she panted wanting more than I currently offered her. She lifted her body so that her hips met mine and even through my pants, I could feel the heat of her pussy.

I lifted my mouth from hers and she whined following my movements. “No.”

She froze and lowered her head back to the floor.

“Hands above your head.”

When her hands were in place, she looked at me with a new level of determination. I knew it wouldn’t happen overnight, but this was a start. I kissed over her body starting from her neck down. Each curve needed its own level of intensity to accompany my lips. Her neck, bitten. Swell of her breasts, massaged. Nipples licked, sucked, and pulled. Stomach, trails of my fingers. It made her giggle but then she moaned when I licked down her happy trail to get to the source of her heat. Just before I got to the crease of her good parts, I moved to her thighs. Groaning and gasping ensued. I smiled to myself as she whined for my mouth to grace her pussy. Not yet.

“You smell so fucking good.” I inhaled the heady scent of her arousal, not holding back the moan that resulted. “Fuck.”

My brain was fogged in a drug-like trance. It was hard to think, I could only react. I took off my shirt and the rest of my clothes went quickly behind it. She fidgeted, unable to deny her need for me.

“Please…” She begged.

I sat up on my knees stroking my shaft while admiring the woman laid out before me. “See what you do to me?”

She moved her hands to reach for me and I growled. Queue the whimpering. “Please!”

I spread her legs further apart and moved closer to her dripping sex. The nectar there would barely whet my appetite. I tapped her clit with my cock watching spasms consume her. She lifted her hips trying to entice me, it worked… but I held back. Instead, I got into position and began feasting. I watched as she threw her head back and her stomach dipped as she quivered for more. Her hands fisted the edge of the rug and she moved her hips to the rhythm of my tongue.

“I… ple… oh… gah… mmm… sh… don’… wai… I… oh please!”

I chuckled arrogantly as I sucked her clit hard. Her hands were lost in her hair and I allowed the momentary reprieve. She was close and exactly how I wanted her.

“Pull your nipples for me.” My voice was raspy and rough. I knew from experience that she loved it that way. She’d told me that it was an expression of how much I wanted her. I ached and if that’s what she understood, have at it.

Her hands massaged her breasts until she reached the peaks. She rubbed each between two of her fingers and pulled them away from her body.

“Good, girl.”

Her thighs trembled. And I lapped at her pussy until she was screaming.



She exploded gushing onto my face and hands. I tasted every drop and before she settled I entered her body with mine. She came again and I pulled her closer to my hips before I leaned over her, pinning her hands back above her head. I stared into disoriented eyes I sought my pleasure. Deep, hard strokes met her wet, tight folds.


“Yours!” She cried. “Yours! Oh please!”

I growled loudly as I took her harder. Something primal held a firm grip on my resolve and I submitted to it, dominating her in the process. My grip on her hips and hands tightened. I didn’t care about bruises. In fact, marking her created a buzz that hummed around us. Nothing but sexual lust could be felt and we were in too deep. Buried. Tingling started at the back of my neck and crept down to my lower back. I held it there as I became that much more lost into her.

“My, girl!”

“Yes! Yours! Sir, I’ll do better. I prom… ah! I promise!”

“I know… Fuck!” I came… hard!

Roaring her name and expletives, I collapsed onto her depleted form. Weak and feeble arms wrapped around me. After catching my breath, I moved to her mouth kissing her. She was still shaking and I pulled away to get a good look at her. She was tense and I knew immediately she was still on edge. I smiled.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”



“I… I…”

“Yes, baby… you.”


I chuckled and withdrew from her before replacing my cock with my fingers. She gasped loudly. I sought her sweet spot and wiggled my fingers. She moaned and massaged that spot repeatedly, alternating with thrusts of my fingers. She was so close.

“I’ll get you there, needy girl.”

I kissed the spot behind her ear, lazily running my tongue there. Her grip on my shoulder tightened and she moaned indescribable noises right before she exploded once more.

I rolled to my side pulling her into my arms. Spent, she easily relaxed into my arms. I closed my eyes resting as well.

I awakened to a tray of food being placed at my side. She walked away but when she returned, she carried two wine glasses and a brand new bottle of wine. She sat beside me and kissed me.

“Hello, sexy man.”

I chuckled. “Hello, insatiable woman.”

She blushed. It was one of the sexiest things.

“Shall I feed you, my love?” She murmured.


And well, she did.

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Zorha Redwolf Edwards: Poet & Author



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