Written for a “difficult” friend

I see you. Your body is beautiful in all of its feminine glory. Our play has left us flushed, our hearts pounding out the rhythm of our passion. I can’t get enough of you, every curve and valley of your flesh sings to me. My body yearns for your flesh, my hands savoring the textures as they caress you, roaming along the lines of your form.

I can feel your need. I can feel you reaching for release that is just beyond reach. It’s a beautiful sight. I am engrossed in your journey, pouring sensation into you with all the skill I possess, tantalized by the slow boil of your lust.

I hear your breath, shallow but heavy. Your lungs an engine of desire. I feel your hips thrust up, legs tensing as your body strains for climax. Those short breaths start coming with delicious little pauses between them, longer and longer. Your eyes screwed shut tightly as you hover just at the edge.

I also see when your orgasm dances away from you and you collapse, frustrated and disappointed. I see the moment your anxiety and insecurity hit you as you feel shamed for not cumming. I see you struggle, expecting me to be angry or frustrated or too tired to bother with you anymore.

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A Twisted Tale Part 2

A strong, masculine hand clamped hard on her windpipe as a man’s body pressed her hard against the wall. She tried to push back, fight against it but whoever it was had leverage and mass against her.

She could feel his heart beating in his chest pressed against her back. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, “Hello slut. We’ve been waiting for you…”

Her mind reeled and she was caught off guard again as she was snatched off of the wall by her hair. She began to twist, intending to fight. Her body was strong and her anger was white hot inside of her. But as she turned, his foot drove into the back of her knee, buckling her leg and driving her to the floor. Yanking back on her hair titled her head upward painfully and she froze again when she felt the cold steel edge of his knife come to rest on the vulnerable, exposed flesh of her throat.

She stared up into HIS face. Her brow wrinkled and her fear and confusion only increased. They had RECONCILED. They had talked, mended fences. He had said he forgave her!

A Twisted Tale Part 1

(Note: Written in the notes app of my phone, first draft, don’t expect it to be polished)

Music poured in through her earbuds, the steady rhythm in time with her elevated heart rate. Her lungs burning with effort as she crested the hill, running shoes hitting the sidewalk in measured strides.

She can see her home from here, the end of her run and she is tempted to slow her pace. She has been pushing and her body is revolting against her. Legs burning, lungs on fire, her limits perhaps surpassed by the will and stubborn drive she has to meet her goals. She thinks about slowing. No one would know.

Perhaps at the end of the block. Certainly she could make it to the intersection. Maybe a little further? Her mind plays this game and at each “stopping point” she picks one just a little further down the road. Truth is, she doesn’t want to stop. No matter how much it hurts. No matter how her lungs scream at her. She doesn’t exactly like the pain, but it’s familiar. An old friend. It’s family. Maybe not the family you want staying for the long thanksgiving day weekend, but family that you were happy to see once they have left.

Swing with a side of Kink Part 2

His words made her insides all warm and fluttery. She didn’t feel capable of speaking. Her eyes rested on her husband again. Michelle making loud moaning sounds as he slurped and licked between her legs, tasting her and driving her towards her first of many orgasms of the night.

Her ass was still warm and buzzing from the paddling when he pushed her, making her put her feet on the floor or else tumble to the ground.

He stood in front of her and put one hand on her shoulder, gently but firmly pushing down until she dropped to her knees. He slowly unbuckled his belt and loosened his pants, letting them drop to the floor. She reached out and grabbed his warm, hard cock through his boxers.

She stroked it through the thin fabric with one hand while hooking the finger of her other under the elastic waistband, pulling them down and exposing his manhood. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and looked up at him, taking him into her mouth as she stared into his eyes.

Swing with a side of Kink Part 1

It had been a long week. As much as she loved her life, it was a busy CHALLENGING life. Her two babies, little angelic gifts that they were, took so much time and energy. She loved putting that time in, being a mother brought her great joy but by the end of the week she had to admit that she was exhausted and needed a break.

On top of that, she had been putting in more hours than usual at work. Her career was another aspect of her life that truly fulfilled her but free time had gotten quite scarce.

But tonight would be a break from the stress and hectic action of her routine. Tonight they had a naughty couple coming to play. Tonight would be DECADENT! She could hardly wait.

With the babies down and her beautiful husband out doing the grocery shopping for her, she had a little time for herself. She was wearing a pair of yoga pants, the thin, black material hugging her tight runners body deliciously. A sports halter top left a bit of her tummy peaking out teasingly.

The Resort Surprise

The resort was never exactly slow, but as Lisa sat down for a late lunch in the cantina she marked that it wasn’t nearly as lively as it was last night.

She scanned the menu that the waiter had left, musing to herself over his tanned skin and athletic build, wondering what Bob would think if she told him she wanted to kiss the waiter!

The lunch choices all looked delightful but she settled on half a sandwich with a house salad. She didn’t know exactly how long Bob would be at the conference today and she didn’t want to be too full of he wanted to go to dinner.

She normally ate earlier but she had slept in, the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore like a lullaby to her. When she had finally woke, there was a note on the nightstand from Bob. Seems her lovely husband had scheduled her for a pedicure and a massage in the spa.

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