Afternoon delight

straddling your lap
the heat
from my thighs
teasing your skin
rubbing my lips
oh so slowly
back and forth
on your jeans
I drift 
in and out 
of fantasy 
licking the lust
from your neck
my hips
move in rhythm 
to the beating
of my heart
the pleasure 
at my skin
to be released 
through lace fabric
soaking your thighs

Dreaming of you (a story)

It’s been days since I’ve last been with him. His voice still ringing in my ears, his words still pounding in my veins. His touch, the way he tastes, the scent of his skin, everything. Fuck, I want him again, I need him again. My mind drifts to that night, oh that summer September night. He lay on top of me, hand firmly around my throat, kissing my mouth, hard. I knew in that instant, that the animal inside of him wanted to be let loose, he wanted to come out and play, to ravish my body and tame his hunger. It was him that was in complete and total control of me. I wanted him inside of me, deep inside as far as he can be, deep in my pussy, taking me fast and hard, making me cum again and again. I kissed him back, hard. Anything he wanted, I wanted to give him, anything, and everything. He had my mind spinning, thoughts twisting me inside out, turning me upside down. Just the thought of us makes me want to climb the walls. I wasn’t sure what was coming next, but I wanted more. I wanted to just submit everything I had in me to him.  

He bites my bottom lip making me gasp, feeling his tongue darting in to play with mine. He finally releases me, only to pull me down to the edge of the bed by my ankles. Standing there before me, his eyes never leave my own, it was almost as if he was seeing the deepest parts of me, like he could see the bad girl lying before him, wanting to be his whore. I watch him as he begins to masturbate, stroking the length of his cock, reaching down to squeeze his balls, jerking so hard. I watch his eyes move down to my pussy before closing, shooting his hot cum all over me, spraying my body. Pulling my feet apart, spreading my legs as wide as they will go, he ties my ankles to each post of the bed. My skirt falls back on my thighs, exposing my drenched pink panties, heat runs through my body. I can feel the ache in my nipples as they grow even harder. I close my eyes as his fingers trace over my aching heat, the sheer fabric the only thing between us. He leans down, and I can feel his breath upon the inside of my thighs. Running his tongue up and down my warm skin, his finger tracing the outline of my panties, up and down. I can feel the wetness slowly trickling down to my ass. He moves from one leg to the other, teasing me, gently nibbling, knowing I want more, that I NEED more, I crave him. Pushing the fabric to the side, he slides two fingers between my lips, my back arches and moans fill the air. I can feel my heart beating in my throat and the ache pulsates in my clit. My walls firmly grip his fingers, warm juices coat him. Moving my hips back and forth, begging him for more, I want to be fucked. Bent over, naked, dripping wet and fucked so hard. He moves his fingers faster and faster in and out of me, Oh the sounds of my sweet pussy and his fingers makes me want to scream, he brings me to the edge but stopping before I can completely cum and squirt all over him. His fingers move down and slip into my tight ass and slowly start to finger my hole, slowly at first, in and out His warm mouth finds my swollen pussy, parting my lips with his tongue, he finds my clit. Licking me up and down, sucking on my clit and fingering my ass at the same time. I’ve never felt so much fucking pleasure all at once until now, until I felt this heat rush through every vein in my body, completely taking over me. I felt my legs start to quiver; my back arched and I began to cum all over his mouth, squirting onto his tongue, screaming his name over and over again. My pussy pulsating with every thrust of my hips. Fuck me, I’ve never in my life squirted my cum like I did with him that day. It was the most erotic and intense pleasure I’ve ever had in my life. 

I heard the phone ringing in the other room and slowly faded back in to reality. I smile knowing what he does to me is insane.  As I stand up, I slide my hand down between my legs feeling my soaked thighs. Still drifting in and out of thoughts of you, I push my panties to the side and slide my fingers between my smooth lips, and begin to finger myself. Plunging in and out of myself, as deep as I can go, hard and fast. My walls clamping down on my fingers. Rocking my hips back and forth, fucking my fingers, only stopping to tap my pussy several time as my cum gushes out. My sweet pussy pulsating as every last drop runs down my legs. I drift back to thoughts of you, knowing that if you were here, you would lick me clean. 

Tied up

the very
thought of you
has me tied up
with scarlet ribbons
watching you stroke
my every curve
firmly gripped sheets
being teased
your lips softly
sucking my nipples
my fingers daydreaming
lost in the folds
of my lips
opening myself
come in my lover
fill me
take me
fuck me
coming untied
as the waves
of a summer storm
have unleashed
the animal inside
oh to finally spill
my secrets
all over you
drenching your body
and letting you
bath in my essence

Sweet release

I crave the taste
of your satiety
on your tongue
begging for you
to fill me
yes fill
my velvet wet cave
with every inch
of you
your fingers
bring out the animal
in my hips
taking me higher
and higher
bring me
to the edge
of holding on
and sweet release
leave me
clawing at my skin
feeling the waves
rush through me
over and over
leaving my body

The lover I crave

as the water
drips down
her every curve
sweet passion
cascades from
her hardened nipples
thoughts of him
invade her mind
his demanding touch
feeds her hungry flesh
her body
is on fire
needing him
wanting him
craving him
fingers penetrate
her aching heat
one – two – three
feeling her depths
feeling her warmth
her hips thrust
diving her fingers
deeper and deeper
soft moans
slip from her
perfect lips 
as she explodes
letting her lust
flow freely

until the thoughts
take over again

Liz & Tom (sex post)

Liz can’t wait to get home to a nice hot bubble bath, a good book and a few glasses of her favorite wine. The week has been one of the busiest at the law firm and she is ready to unwind. When she pulls into the driveway, she isn’t too surprised that Tom isn’t home yet. He’s been staying late at work, some because they are busy, but mostly because her and Tom have been going through a rough patch. Nothing major, but they’ve been married for almost 15 years and well, they just seem to be in a rut. They both work way too much, and don’t seem to be as sexually active like they used to be. Hell, some days it just seems they are going through the motions of everyday life and marriage. She barely makes it in the front door before kicking off her heels and untucking her blouse. Liz makes her way to the kitchen and pours herself a glass of white wine, standing there at the bar, she scrolls though the same old bullshit on her social media for a few minutes, the grabs her glass and makes her way up the stairs to run her bath water, grabbing a book off the shelf as she passes by. Nearing the top, she can hear some slight moaning coming from their bedroom and for a moment she wonders what the fuck is going on. Does he have someone in there? Oh, he fucking better not!

Quietly, she walks closer and peeks though the narrow opening of the door. She is startled to see Tom, lying there on the bed, wearing her black lace panties. He was stroking his cock as the fabric rubbed against his balls sending another moan into the otherwise quiet room. She stood there in shock for what seemed like minutes. Liz had never seen this side of Tom before and, and well, she liked it, she liked watching him. Liz was so turned on she could feel the wetness and ache start between her legs. God, she wanted to be fucked right there and then, fucked hard here on the floor. She wanted to be pleased in ways she hadn’t been for a long time now. She drank the last bit of wine before setting the glass down. Careful not to take her eyes off her husband, watching as his hand slowly stroked his length, as his breathing matched his rhythm. Liz hikes up her skirt, pulling her soaked panties to the side, and runs her fingers across her plush lips, gently but deliberately. Her fingers open herself up more, exposing her swollen clit. She can feel the heat as her fingers dive into her smooth pussy, slowly pushing them as far as they can go, before pulling them out. She watches him, her eyes never leave his cock, as she brings her fingers to her mouth for a taste of her sweetness. Her tongue licking the warm juices from them, before plunging them back into herself, fingering herself wildly now. She watches him squeeze his balls with his free hand as he pulls on his length harder and harder. His moaning is becoming more intense, as his cock spurts out his thick load, all over her panties and his stomach, stroking until he is completely empty. He drags a finger though his sticky mess and gives it a taste. Watching him taste his cum sends her almost over the edge, she can’t take anymore. She pushes open the door, and rushes over to him, stripping off her clothes along the way. She doesn’t even give him enough time to say anything, she climbs on the bed and licks the rest of his cum from his body. Climbing further up and lowering her soaked pussy to his face. Tom can feel the heat of her, the scent of her fills him, grabbing her hips as he slides his tongue in and out of his wife’s hole, quickly flicking her clit back and forth, sucking her lips. She holds onto the headboard as she rides his mouth. Hard and fast. Her moans fill the room as she is brought to her peak, Liz cums so hard she squirts her warm juices all over his face and mouth. She watches as his hungry mouth devours her and continues to lick her pulsating pussy until she’s exhausted and satisfied. She collapses next to him, panting heavily, still in shock, but wanting more.