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Sunday, November 29, 2009
Revenge
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Monday, November 23, 2009
Men, Can You Explain?
I've often considered this to be one of the great mysteries of the universe. Why do men get such a thrill from women swallowing when they give oral? Every since I saw my first porn flick in that dark theater with my friend (she made me go see it!) I've had that question on my mind.
I'm writing a story, and was doing some research on different techniques, when this recurring theme stayed on the surface. I've asked men about this before, but I never got a real answer, well, at least not one that made sense to me. I can surely understand the thrill in receiving a blow job,and there's a lot of thrill in giving one. But the swallowing part, I never could get the complete understanding of why that was such a turn-on to watch. So men, please post your pleasure on the poll to the right. And feel free to drop me an email or leave a comment if you have a really GOOD explanation of why you find swallowing so appealing. I just need to know!
I'm writing a story, and was doing some research on different techniques, when this recurring theme stayed on the surface. I've asked men about this before, but I never got a real answer, well, at least not one that made sense to me. I can surely understand the thrill in receiving a blow job,and there's a lot of thrill in giving one. But the swallowing part, I never could get the complete understanding of why that was such a turn-on to watch. So men, please post your pleasure on the poll to the right. And feel free to drop me an email or leave a comment if you have a really GOOD explanation of why you find swallowing so appealing. I just need to know!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Erotic Short: The Warehouse
He grabbed my ankle removing my shoe, pulling himself closer to me, and letting my heel rest on his thigh. His tight, muscular thigh with the quads flexing beneath my heel.
He started rolling his hands over my ankle, rubbing back and forth with a circular motion. He leaned forward, moving a little closer to me, kneading up my leg, squeezing my calf. Was it possible to have an orgasm from a calf massage? If it wasn’t, somebody needed to tell my body, because I was about to have one. His hands on my muscle felt so relaxing, as I let my mind run free, thinking about how his hand could continue to travel up my thigh, massaging me all the way up to the tip of my nether lips, tickling me with just the tips of his fingers.
Before I realized what I was doing, I had sank down a bit and opened my legs a tad wider, needing to separate them to accommodate the swelling and throbbing that was starting to rumble inside my panties. My lips parted into a sigh, as my head tilted back. Oh hell, his hands felt so good. The sound of his voice startled me.
“You like that? Your leg feels better, right?”
"Oh yeah, you do have magic hands.” My voice trailed, as I tried to keep my breathing regular. I longed to shove my hand inside my panties while he massaged me, letting him watch me get off. He was making me wet, and I desperately needed him to work on a more intimate muscle.
“You want me to do the other leg?”
“Yes, please. That feels wonderful. I hope they pay you for this.” I let my head rest against the back of the cabinet, arching my back slightly, as he switched to the other leg.
I bit my lip as a heated pang ran through my vagina, letting me know that the pressure was building and I needed to release. I could feel my clit becoming more engorged, pounding, as I tightened up my inner muscles, squeezing myself internally, getting myself even hotter. I wondered if Brad knew what he was doing to me. His velvety hands forced a subconscious moan to escape my lips. I looked into his face to see him staring dead into my eyes with a devilish grin on his lips.
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He started rolling his hands over my ankle, rubbing back and forth with a circular motion. He leaned forward, moving a little closer to me, kneading up my leg, squeezing my calf. Was it possible to have an orgasm from a calf massage? If it wasn’t, somebody needed to tell my body, because I was about to have one. His hands on my muscle felt so relaxing, as I let my mind run free, thinking about how his hand could continue to travel up my thigh, massaging me all the way up to the tip of my nether lips, tickling me with just the tips of his fingers.
Before I realized what I was doing, I had sank down a bit and opened my legs a tad wider, needing to separate them to accommodate the swelling and throbbing that was starting to rumble inside my panties. My lips parted into a sigh, as my head tilted back. Oh hell, his hands felt so good. The sound of his voice startled me.
“You like that? Your leg feels better, right?”
"Oh yeah, you do have magic hands.” My voice trailed, as I tried to keep my breathing regular. I longed to shove my hand inside my panties while he massaged me, letting him watch me get off. He was making me wet, and I desperately needed him to work on a more intimate muscle.
“You want me to do the other leg?”
“Yes, please. That feels wonderful. I hope they pay you for this.” I let my head rest against the back of the cabinet, arching my back slightly, as he switched to the other leg.
I bit my lip as a heated pang ran through my vagina, letting me know that the pressure was building and I needed to release. I could feel my clit becoming more engorged, pounding, as I tightened up my inner muscles, squeezing myself internally, getting myself even hotter. I wondered if Brad knew what he was doing to me. His velvety hands forced a subconscious moan to escape my lips. I looked into his face to see him staring dead into my eyes with a devilish grin on his lips.
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Had She Bitten Off More Than She Could Chew?
When Joy left the party with Seth, she was already on the edge of an orgasm. Seth had done nothing more than dance with her, but somehow he managed to turn the entire evening into one big titilating tease. She was trying to stay on the path, but each touch he placed on her skin became magnified by the lust growing out of control in her loins. She was dripping wet, and had drenched her panties, just from Seth's hot breath and moist lips hovering over her ear, his tongue grazing her neck, and his suggestive comments released for her amusement. He had done a perfect job of seducing her, and now all she could think about and draw in her mind was unwrapping his manly body and letting him ravage her pussy.
They barely made it in her room before Seth's lips attacked hers, pushing her backwards across the floor until they reached the bed. They were locked in a mad embrace, kissing furiously, plundering each other's bodies, tearing off clothes. Joy felt electrified, as she readied herself to finally let Seth invade her body.
Her eyes were locked on every inch of him. She got on the bed, and he followed, crawling over her and exploring her body with his tongue. He kissed her navel, and put his hands under her panties, inching backwards and pulling them down with him. He slithered back up, opening her legs with his head, licking the insides of her thighs. She was ready to climb off the bed, anticipating the next move of his tongue. He licked and kissed her all the way up to her slit, then teased her clit with just the tip of his tongue. He stuck it in and out, teasing her before jamming it in all the way. She felt a combination of hot juices from his mouth and from her, as he titillated her senses between her lips with every lick. He pulled his tongue out, and licked and sucked over her clit. Her heart was beating so fast and hard that she thought she would pass out.
“Oh shit, Seth!” Her hips were moving, she was pulling his hair, and her legs were trying to come together, but he kept them apart. He had driven her right to the edge of orgasm, then he stopped, licking her body all the way up to her mouth. He pushed her legs up to her chest, pulling them apart. She was holding her breath. She was ready for him.
He rolled on a condom, and he entered her slowly, unlocking her gates little by little. His lips found their way to her breasts, and he flicked his tongue back and forth over each of them, driving her wild.
“It’s almost all the way in baby. Just a little bit more. Just relax for me”
She felt like she was coming apart, he was so big and thick. He had to have more than nine inches. She could swear she could feel him all the way in her stomach. He pushed every inch in, grinding his pubic bone against her swollen lips and clit. He started sliding in and out of her with even control. He looked like he was in another world, but he didn’t forget about her. With her legs in that position, she was getting plenty of stimulation, and he was controlling it, moving her legs open or closing them to tighten the grip on his massive dick.
“Damn, Joy! You’re so tight, this shit is hot, I’m about to come, but not yet.” He pulled out, and started kissing her all over. Then he pulled her legs straight up, and pushed back in her. This time it was easier. He pushed all the way, making her claw the sheets and gasp. He pushed her legs closer together, pulling her hips up higher.
“Fuck Seth…damn! I’m about to come. Don’t move my legs, oh yeah, keep it right there!” she gasped, letting the friction of his dick hitting her spot bring on the eruption.
“Baby, I feel you. Don’t hold back.” He pumped her harder, then slowing down, then faster. All the pressure on her clit and her lips pushed her right into a wild orgasm. Her muscles started releasing and vibrating, and her whole body heaved and trembled.
“Damn girl, you’re making me come!” Seth had an even bigger explosion. She could feel his dick pumping and pulsing like water gushing through a hose. His body had tensed up, and he held her tight, groaning loudly. Finally, he collapsed over her.
Both of them laid there, trying to catch their breath. Their bodies were hot and sweaty, even though she had the air on high. Seth looked at her, then turned on his side and pulled her into him. He kissed her long and hard, ravaging her lips. She had a warm glow radiating from her orgasmic release. She felt secure in his muscular arms.
“Joy,” he whispered, “don’t run away from me. I know I said no strings, but I want to see you again. I’ll never be the same now that I know you.”
She put her fingers up to his lips. “I said no promises, baby. You told me not to shatter your dreams. I’m afraid I would, if we went beyond tonight. I can’t offer you much of myself. I don’t want to hold you back.”
He kissed each of her fingers, looking like he was thinking.
“I don’t want you to just walk out of my life. I want to see you again. I don’t care when. The next time you’re here, I want to take you to my house, and make love to you all day.” He pressed his lips against hers slowly and softly. He looked at her with those sexy eyes, and she almost caved. She put her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. He hugged her like it was his last.
“I’ll try Seth. I still won’t promise you anything, but I’ll try to see you again.” She knew already in her heart that she would. He had whipped her like butter cream. Oh God, she was crazy. There was no way she should be even thinking about this.
Later into the night, Joy started to feel the tug of guilt in her heart. Seth had fucked her into a zombie state. And she loved every steamy minute of it. She couldn't wait for him to wake up and pump his thick toy up in her sweltering walls again. But what was wrong with that? She would be packing up and leaving for Chicago in few hours, and she would probably never see Seth again. At least that's what she kept telling herself. But somehow, she didn't think it was going to end there. She didn't want it to end there. How was she going to manage this, when she had Tony at home, frantically waiting to fuck her until she couldn't walk, but she was thinking only about the big juicy, delicious dick pressed between her legs now?
Find out where Joy decides to take her relationship from here. Does she manage to stay away from Seth, allowing her guilt to keep her in check? Or does she figure out a way to take her cheating to the next level. Read Joy's complete story, all her scentilating sexual exploits, and her road to bigamy in "Living Between Lies", now available @ Amazon.com
Get ready for the explosive sequel, "Living Separate Lies", part two in the Lies Trilogy. I'm dying to let tidbits out from the second book, but if I do, it would give away the end of the first book. I will say that Joy gets badder and bolder,. and her sex life keeps getting kinkier. Does she end up with Tony, Seth, or both? Or does she bring a new man into the picture? Maybe I will let out a little taste...later!
Her eyes were locked on every inch of him. She got on the bed, and he followed, crawling over her and exploring her body with his tongue. He kissed her navel, and put his hands under her panties, inching backwards and pulling them down with him. He slithered back up, opening her legs with his head, licking the insides of her thighs. She was ready to climb off the bed, anticipating the next move of his tongue. He licked and kissed her all the way up to her slit, then teased her clit with just the tip of his tongue. He stuck it in and out, teasing her before jamming it in all the way. She felt a combination of hot juices from his mouth and from her, as he titillated her senses between her lips with every lick. He pulled his tongue out, and licked and sucked over her clit. Her heart was beating so fast and hard that she thought she would pass out.
“Oh shit, Seth!” Her hips were moving, she was pulling his hair, and her legs were trying to come together, but he kept them apart. He had driven her right to the edge of orgasm, then he stopped, licking her body all the way up to her mouth. He pushed her legs up to her chest, pulling them apart. She was holding her breath. She was ready for him.
He rolled on a condom, and he entered her slowly, unlocking her gates little by little. His lips found their way to her breasts, and he flicked his tongue back and forth over each of them, driving her wild.
“It’s almost all the way in baby. Just a little bit more. Just relax for me”
She felt like she was coming apart, he was so big and thick. He had to have more than nine inches. She could swear she could feel him all the way in her stomach. He pushed every inch in, grinding his pubic bone against her swollen lips and clit. He started sliding in and out of her with even control. He looked like he was in another world, but he didn’t forget about her. With her legs in that position, she was getting plenty of stimulation, and he was controlling it, moving her legs open or closing them to tighten the grip on his massive dick.
“Damn, Joy! You’re so tight, this shit is hot, I’m about to come, but not yet.” He pulled out, and started kissing her all over. Then he pulled her legs straight up, and pushed back in her. This time it was easier. He pushed all the way, making her claw the sheets and gasp. He pushed her legs closer together, pulling her hips up higher.
“Fuck Seth…damn! I’m about to come. Don’t move my legs, oh yeah, keep it right there!” she gasped, letting the friction of his dick hitting her spot bring on the eruption.
“Baby, I feel you. Don’t hold back.” He pumped her harder, then slowing down, then faster. All the pressure on her clit and her lips pushed her right into a wild orgasm. Her muscles started releasing and vibrating, and her whole body heaved and trembled.
“Damn girl, you’re making me come!” Seth had an even bigger explosion. She could feel his dick pumping and pulsing like water gushing through a hose. His body had tensed up, and he held her tight, groaning loudly. Finally, he collapsed over her.
Both of them laid there, trying to catch their breath. Their bodies were hot and sweaty, even though she had the air on high. Seth looked at her, then turned on his side and pulled her into him. He kissed her long and hard, ravaging her lips. She had a warm glow radiating from her orgasmic release. She felt secure in his muscular arms.
“Joy,” he whispered, “don’t run away from me. I know I said no strings, but I want to see you again. I’ll never be the same now that I know you.”
She put her fingers up to his lips. “I said no promises, baby. You told me not to shatter your dreams. I’m afraid I would, if we went beyond tonight. I can’t offer you much of myself. I don’t want to hold you back.”
He kissed each of her fingers, looking like he was thinking.
“I don’t want you to just walk out of my life. I want to see you again. I don’t care when. The next time you’re here, I want to take you to my house, and make love to you all day.” He pressed his lips against hers slowly and softly. He looked at her with those sexy eyes, and she almost caved. She put her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. He hugged her like it was his last.
“I’ll try Seth. I still won’t promise you anything, but I’ll try to see you again.” She knew already in her heart that she would. He had whipped her like butter cream. Oh God, she was crazy. There was no way she should be even thinking about this.
Later into the night, Joy started to feel the tug of guilt in her heart. Seth had fucked her into a zombie state. And she loved every steamy minute of it. She couldn't wait for him to wake up and pump his thick toy up in her sweltering walls again. But what was wrong with that? She would be packing up and leaving for Chicago in few hours, and she would probably never see Seth again. At least that's what she kept telling herself. But somehow, she didn't think it was going to end there. She didn't want it to end there. How was she going to manage this, when she had Tony at home, frantically waiting to fuck her until she couldn't walk, but she was thinking only about the big juicy, delicious dick pressed between her legs now?
Find out where Joy decides to take her relationship from here. Does she manage to stay away from Seth, allowing her guilt to keep her in check? Or does she figure out a way to take her cheating to the next level. Read Joy's complete story, all her scentilating sexual exploits, and her road to bigamy in "Living Between Lies", now available @ Amazon.com
Get ready for the explosive sequel, "Living Separate Lies", part two in the Lies Trilogy. I'm dying to let tidbits out from the second book, but if I do, it would give away the end of the first book. I will say that Joy gets badder and bolder,. and her sex life keeps getting kinkier. Does she end up with Tony, Seth, or both? Or does she bring a new man into the picture? Maybe I will let out a little taste...later!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Playing With Fire
Was she crazy? Why had she kissed him? Joy had been tossing and turning all night, with images of sexy Seth on her mind. She could still feel the scorch of his hot lips on her body. She had lost herself in his sultry stares. His touch was so soft on her skin, so tender. She could tell that fucking him would be a completely different experience than what she had with Tony. Tony was wild and frantic; freaky. Seth seemed to be old fashioned.
She never should have touched him. If they got started, she would want to keep it going, and he surely would. No, it couldn’t work. She was engaged. What was she missing? Tony bought her everything she desired. He showered her with attention. He screwed her brains out, and he was always up to trying something different. He was even getting divorced so he could marry her. She couldn’t afford to piss all that away.
To make matters even worse, now she had agreed to let Seth esort her to the party for the developers. She knew that once she alowed herself to get caught up again with the intoxicating lull of Seth's kisses, there would be no stopping the reaction that was sure to take place between them. But then again, why should she stop herself? He was a gorgeous, rich doctor, and he was pursuing her. Why couldn't she have just this one night? Then she never had to see him again. After all, she was heading back to Chicago. And to Tony.
****
The gathering was crowded. There was a band, and plenty of finger foods. Seth had been keeping her on the dance floor most of the time, after she finished mingling with the clients. It was the perfect excuse to touch. She loved the slower songs. He held her tightly, keeping his lips near her ear, occasionally whispering things to her about how good she looked, and how she was the sexiest woman there.
Joy was glad nobody could see what was happening beneath her clothes. The direct touch of his hand on the small of her back, his hand holding hers, and his hot lips barely touching her ear was sending waves of excitement all through her. The heat of his body so close, the crisp, clean scent of his cologne, and just the thought of the possibility of him overtaking her body had her throbbing under her new dress. Her nipples were rock hard and rubbing against her bra as he pressed her. She was getting wet. She longed to feel his hands exploring inside her panties.
The band started playing “Shattered Dreams”, one of her favorite 80’s songs. Seth seemed to know it too. He started twirling her around, doing some stepper moves, even dipping her. When he pulled her back up into his arms, he whispered in her ear, “Joy, don’t shatter my dreams tonight. I want you.” She felt the hotness of his breath in her ear, and it happened again. She came all unglued. At that moment, she couldn’t think of another thing in the world, other than getting his clothes off and feeling her body gel into his.
She was listening to the words of the song, about lies and a lost relationship. She needed to be running from him, but she was being drawn to him. Second by second she was losing her will to stay away from him. Her body was going limp. By the end of the song he took her hand and kissed it.
“Let’s go,” he said softly. She followed like a puppy behind its new master.
From the newly released novel, "Living Between Lies" now available @ Amazon.com
She never should have touched him. If they got started, she would want to keep it going, and he surely would. No, it couldn’t work. She was engaged. What was she missing? Tony bought her everything she desired. He showered her with attention. He screwed her brains out, and he was always up to trying something different. He was even getting divorced so he could marry her. She couldn’t afford to piss all that away.
To make matters even worse, now she had agreed to let Seth esort her to the party for the developers. She knew that once she alowed herself to get caught up again with the intoxicating lull of Seth's kisses, there would be no stopping the reaction that was sure to take place between them. But then again, why should she stop herself? He was a gorgeous, rich doctor, and he was pursuing her. Why couldn't she have just this one night? Then she never had to see him again. After all, she was heading back to Chicago. And to Tony.
****
The gathering was crowded. There was a band, and plenty of finger foods. Seth had been keeping her on the dance floor most of the time, after she finished mingling with the clients. It was the perfect excuse to touch. She loved the slower songs. He held her tightly, keeping his lips near her ear, occasionally whispering things to her about how good she looked, and how she was the sexiest woman there.
Joy was glad nobody could see what was happening beneath her clothes. The direct touch of his hand on the small of her back, his hand holding hers, and his hot lips barely touching her ear was sending waves of excitement all through her. The heat of his body so close, the crisp, clean scent of his cologne, and just the thought of the possibility of him overtaking her body had her throbbing under her new dress. Her nipples were rock hard and rubbing against her bra as he pressed her. She was getting wet. She longed to feel his hands exploring inside her panties.
The band started playing “Shattered Dreams”, one of her favorite 80’s songs. Seth seemed to know it too. He started twirling her around, doing some stepper moves, even dipping her. When he pulled her back up into his arms, he whispered in her ear, “Joy, don’t shatter my dreams tonight. I want you.” She felt the hotness of his breath in her ear, and it happened again. She came all unglued. At that moment, she couldn’t think of another thing in the world, other than getting his clothes off and feeling her body gel into his.
She was listening to the words of the song, about lies and a lost relationship. She needed to be running from him, but she was being drawn to him. Second by second she was losing her will to stay away from him. Her body was going limp. By the end of the song he took her hand and kissed it.
“Let’s go,” he said softly. She followed like a puppy behind its new master.
From the newly released novel, "Living Between Lies" now available @ Amazon.com
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Damn, Is He Fine!
When I dreamed up Seth's character, the man I saw in my head coincidentally looked like Marcus. Then I just happened to be doing some "research" (let's just call it that!) on Playgirl.com and I happened to cross pictures of Marcus. He matched the image I had in my head, down to the last cut of muscle in his abs! I had to share the pics. And just like Joy thought when she met Seth, damn the man is too fine.
Here's how Joy got entangled with Seth:
All the planets had aligned for Joy. She and Tony were finally together, making plans on staying together. They were in love, and Tony had declared it over and over.
Just when her life was starting to stabilize, her career took a shift. She got transferred to a new manager, working out of the main bank in Dallas. Now she was traveling around the midwest region as part of a new commercial business and real estate development team. She was on the road a lot, but making far more money than she ever could have imagined in such a short time. Tony grumbled constantly about her not being there for him, not being available to satisy his heavy sexual urges. She didn't like being away from him so much either, but she loved the freedom of the job.
She had just tied up a meeting with some new real estate developers, ending with a call from Tony whining about how much he missed her there to milk his dick. Now that she was all his, he was much more demanding, much more attentive to where she was, and wanted her to account for her time. She was starting to feel like a sex slave.
She stopped off for a drink before heading back to the solace of her hotel room. She ordered a mojito, sitting in front of the giant tv monitor. She glanced around, noticing the emptiness of the bar. Must have been too early, and most people weren't off work yet. Her eyes roamed to the far side of the room, and met the gaze of another early straggler. He smiled at her, and she back at him, looking away quickly. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself.
She focused back on the monitor, watching the news, letting the cool liquid slide down her throat. She rolled her head around in a circle, working out the tension. She twisted her head from left to right, ending up looking right into the sexiest set of gray eyes she had ever seen. The stranger was pulling out the stool right next to her, smiling warmly.
"Mind if I sit here?"
She smiled back, looking him over. "Not at all."
Friday, November 6, 2009
Sex Intervention
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Have you read the previews here and want more of Joy? Read her entire story in the first of my "Lies" Trilogy. Joy is sexy, smart, and a master manipulator. She wants the lavish lifestyle, and she's determined to get it, with the help of her boss and now lover, Antonio Marshall. But her life is getting ready to take a turn that she never would have expected, just when she thinks her life with Antonio couldn't be more perfect. Joy is a bad girl, one you may love to hate! "Living Between Lies" is available on Amazon.com and CreateSpace.com. Will be available on Kindle by Nov. 11, 2009.
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The day finally came that Tony had tried to avoid for years, throughout his little affairs. Hearing the words of finality from his wife. The life altering words. She was leaving his ass. Somebody tipped her off about Joy, and she came down to the bank to see if she could catch the two of them together. And she got an eyeful, catching the two of them grinning and touching like two high schoolers. So that was that, and he was out. But he didn't really care, because now he was free to be with Joy.
He raced towards Joy's house, angry about the words he and his wife had just exchanged, but simultaneously ecstatic that now he could end the creeping around and start living the life he truly wanted with Joy. All he could think about was getting back in between her creamy thighs, tasting that sweet nectar and invading that tight, hot space with his anxious dick. There was nothing better in his life than fucking her, and now he'd be able to enjoy her body whenever he wanted. He had grown to love her, and now she could have all of him.
He made it to Joy’s place within a half hour. It was a good thing no cops were out, because he wasn’t even looking to see how fast he was driving. The car was practically driving itself. He pulled up in front of the building. She had given him her spare key, so he wouldn’t have to bother her to get up. He came in and made a beeline to the bedroom. She was dozing.
“Joy, baby wake up.” He leaned over her, kissing her cheek. She put her hand on his face, patting him.
“Tony, get in the bed baby.” She was still groggy.
He took his clothes off, and went back to the kitchen to get some water. He came back and slid under the sheet with her. She was still naked, just like he left her. He got hard. He snuggled up against her, hoping she would wake up.
“Joy,” he whispered, “Joy, wake up. He rolled her over, and got on top of her, moving her legs apart and moving himself in.
“Tooooonyeeeee, come on, you just finished screwing me twice before you left. I’m sleepy.”
He kissed her neck. “Baby, you know I can’t be next to you without getting excited. And I’m tense. I need you Joy, just a quickie, come on baby, do this for me.” He started grinding against her, and licking her neck. He sucked her nipples. They started to get hard. He knew he could get her to come around.
“Tony, I’m gonna kill you. How am I going to get up in the morning?’ she whined, then kissed him. “You better make this fast. She grabbed a condom from her table and gave it to him.
That was just what he needed to forget about the argument with Lorna and get some sleep.
The sun rose early, and so did Tony. He felt a little strange waking up with Joy, but for the moment at least he could be happy. Her alarm clock started buzzing. She reached over and hit it. Her face was buried in the pillow.
Tony's mind was already rolling. He loved Joy, and she loved him. His career was on auto-pilot, and he was making even more money, thanks in part to Joy's skills in the boardroom. They were the perfect team. She was the fuck of his life. No other wowan he had ever been with knew how to excite him and work him into a coma state the way Joy did. So it only made sense...he'd be a fool not to get her freaky ass on lock. Should he tell her that he wanted her to be the next Mrs. Antonio Marshall?
Will Antonio finally get the woman of his dreams, or will unforseen complications interrupt his plans for spending his life with Joy? Get the full, juicy story in the book! Buy the book now!
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The day finally came that Tony had tried to avoid for years, throughout his little affairs. Hearing the words of finality from his wife. The life altering words. She was leaving his ass. Somebody tipped her off about Joy, and she came down to the bank to see if she could catch the two of them together. And she got an eyeful, catching the two of them grinning and touching like two high schoolers. So that was that, and he was out. But he didn't really care, because now he was free to be with Joy.
He raced towards Joy's house, angry about the words he and his wife had just exchanged, but simultaneously ecstatic that now he could end the creeping around and start living the life he truly wanted with Joy. All he could think about was getting back in between her creamy thighs, tasting that sweet nectar and invading that tight, hot space with his anxious dick. There was nothing better in his life than fucking her, and now he'd be able to enjoy her body whenever he wanted. He had grown to love her, and now she could have all of him.
He made it to Joy’s place within a half hour. It was a good thing no cops were out, because he wasn’t even looking to see how fast he was driving. The car was practically driving itself. He pulled up in front of the building. She had given him her spare key, so he wouldn’t have to bother her to get up. He came in and made a beeline to the bedroom. She was dozing.
“Joy, baby wake up.” He leaned over her, kissing her cheek. She put her hand on his face, patting him.
“Tony, get in the bed baby.” She was still groggy.
He took his clothes off, and went back to the kitchen to get some water. He came back and slid under the sheet with her. She was still naked, just like he left her. He got hard. He snuggled up against her, hoping she would wake up.
“Joy,” he whispered, “Joy, wake up. He rolled her over, and got on top of her, moving her legs apart and moving himself in.
“Tooooonyeeeee, come on, you just finished screwing me twice before you left. I’m sleepy.”
He kissed her neck. “Baby, you know I can’t be next to you without getting excited. And I’m tense. I need you Joy, just a quickie, come on baby, do this for me.” He started grinding against her, and licking her neck. He sucked her nipples. They started to get hard. He knew he could get her to come around.
“Tony, I’m gonna kill you. How am I going to get up in the morning?’ she whined, then kissed him. “You better make this fast. She grabbed a condom from her table and gave it to him.
That was just what he needed to forget about the argument with Lorna and get some sleep.
The sun rose early, and so did Tony. He felt a little strange waking up with Joy, but for the moment at least he could be happy. Her alarm clock started buzzing. She reached over and hit it. Her face was buried in the pillow.
Tony's mind was already rolling. He loved Joy, and she loved him. His career was on auto-pilot, and he was making even more money, thanks in part to Joy's skills in the boardroom. They were the perfect team. She was the fuck of his life. No other wowan he had ever been with knew how to excite him and work him into a coma state the way Joy did. So it only made sense...he'd be a fool not to get her freaky ass on lock. Should he tell her that he wanted her to be the next Mrs. Antonio Marshall?
Will Antonio finally get the woman of his dreams, or will unforseen complications interrupt his plans for spending his life with Joy? Get the full, juicy story in the book! Buy the book now!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Busted!
Joy's affair with Tony threatens her relationship with her man Montell. Does she care?
Joy was sitting at her desk, shocked to hear from Montel on a Friday. She thought he had to work, but he wanted to surprise her. He had the night off and wanted to hook-up with her. She couldn't deny him, since he reminded her that he hadn't seen her in ages. Now he was meeting her at her house. Thank goodness Tony didn't have something lined up for them tonight.
Montel arrived, looking hotter than ever. His big brown eyes, deep dimples, and enormous dick had been on her mind of late. She realized that even though Tony had been plowing her pussy like he was breaking new ground, she did miss Montell. She still had a soft spot for him. She couldn't wait to feel him gliding in and out of her.
Montel arrived at her house quickly, entering with his spare key. Joy forgot all about the food he was bringing, once she laid her eyes on his, with his smooth mocha smile, his deep set almond eyes, and those dimples that lit up his face, pulling her to kiss him madly. He bruised her lips with his, reminding her of how steamy sex used to be between them. Montell titillated her senses with the excitement of his lips all over her body. He untied her halter top and led her to the bed, feasting on her nipples as he removed the rest of her clothing.
“Damn, I had forgotten how you look lying there posing on the bed. I miss your body, and I miss your lips. I miss you.” He hovered over her on all fours, licking her down the center of her body, making a trail down to her mound. He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, and unzipped his pants and dropped them, unleashing the beast that used to drive her to speak in tongues. Joy licked her fingers, then opened her thighs, rubbing the wetness between her legs. He had slipped a condom on just that quickly.
“Come inside baby.” She was too ready for him. He was kissing her everywhere, and he entered her forcefully, instead of slowly like he would usually do. He pulled her legs up over his hips, so he could thrust in farther. He pounded her, watching the expression on her face. She was gripping the sheets, arching her back, groaning and gasping. This was unlike Montell, to be fucking her with such power, but she liked it. She could feel him getting harder as she got hotter. She pushed her hips into his strokes, bringing herself even closer to an orgasm.
“That’s right Montell, do it hard, fuck me hard baby. I’m about to explode all over you.”
Montell rode her, pumped her, burying his dick deep within her steamy cavern with each stroke. She felt the wave of release as she came, and he kept going. For the moment she thought of nobody but him, remembering all the things he did to her body to make her pussy rage with fire. She felt him finally succumb to all the wild gyrations going on inside of her, letting out a loud groan, as she felt his body shaking. He kissed her nipples and grabbed her tight, as both their bodies slowly came to an anti-climax from all the excitement. He smothered her mouth with wet, wild kisses.
"Damn, Montell, what got into you tonight? Baby, you've got me so hot for your ass."
"I love you Joy, I really love you." He was looking into her eyes, saying the words with such emotion that it almost made her cry. There was something in his voice, something different, as he held her so tight she could barely breathe.
“I know baby, I love you too. I missed your smiling face Montell.” Her heart started aching with guilt..
“Did you? Do you really love me Joy? Like I love you? I would do anything for you. I was even thinking about us getting married.” He moved her hair away from her face.
Married? Oh hell, where did that come from? She didn’t know what to say. She loved him, but she surely couldn’t marry him. She was living a lie enough as it was.
“Married Montell? When did this enter your mind? We never discussed marriage before.” She wondered what was really on his mind.
“Yes, I said marriage. Maybe if we got married and spent more time together, you wouldn’t have time to be running around with your boss.” He was stroking her hair, but she pulled away from him.
“Just what do you mean, I wouldn’t have time to be running around with my boss? It’s part of my job to ‘run around with him’, as you call it. We are always out going to meetings with clients. It’s part of the business. I keep telling you this.” She touched him on the forehead.
“Really? Do you meet with clients at night, when you’ve told me you were on your way to bed? Are you out with clients at ten o’clock at night, in your boss’s car?” He looked her dead in the eyes waiting for her response.
Her jaw dropped. Did he see her somewhere?
“Montell,” she laughed nervously, “what do you mean? I’ve been at home all week. Maybe you thought you saw me.” She tried to look away from him, but he pulled her head around to face him.
“Yeah, maybe I did, but did I see a mirage when I saw that same car at the bank this morning, and I saw you walk over to your boss, and he whispered in your ear, before planting his hand on your ass? Did I just imagine that too this morning, in the parking lot of your bank?”
Oh God, he was there this morning. He had watched them. How could she get out of this? She laid there, looking at him blankly, in shock.
Her cover was blown. She was busted.
Joy was sitting at her desk, shocked to hear from Montel on a Friday. She thought he had to work, but he wanted to surprise her. He had the night off and wanted to hook-up with her. She couldn't deny him, since he reminded her that he hadn't seen her in ages. Now he was meeting her at her house. Thank goodness Tony didn't have something lined up for them tonight.
Montel arrived, looking hotter than ever. His big brown eyes, deep dimples, and enormous dick had been on her mind of late. She realized that even though Tony had been plowing her pussy like he was breaking new ground, she did miss Montell. She still had a soft spot for him. She couldn't wait to feel him gliding in and out of her.
Montel arrived at her house quickly, entering with his spare key. Joy forgot all about the food he was bringing, once she laid her eyes on his, with his smooth mocha smile, his deep set almond eyes, and those dimples that lit up his face, pulling her to kiss him madly. He bruised her lips with his, reminding her of how steamy sex used to be between them. Montell titillated her senses with the excitement of his lips all over her body. He untied her halter top and led her to the bed, feasting on her nipples as he removed the rest of her clothing.
“Come inside baby.” She was too ready for him. He was kissing her everywhere, and he entered her forcefully, instead of slowly like he would usually do. He pulled her legs up over his hips, so he could thrust in farther. He pounded her, watching the expression on her face. She was gripping the sheets, arching her back, groaning and gasping. This was unlike Montell, to be fucking her with such power, but she liked it. She could feel him getting harder as she got hotter. She pushed her hips into his strokes, bringing herself even closer to an orgasm.
“That’s right Montell, do it hard, fuck me hard baby. I’m about to explode all over you.”
Montell rode her, pumped her, burying his dick deep within her steamy cavern with each stroke. She felt the wave of release as she came, and he kept going. For the moment she thought of nobody but him, remembering all the things he did to her body to make her pussy rage with fire. She felt him finally succumb to all the wild gyrations going on inside of her, letting out a loud groan, as she felt his body shaking. He kissed her nipples and grabbed her tight, as both their bodies slowly came to an anti-climax from all the excitement. He smothered her mouth with wet, wild kisses.
"Damn, Montell, what got into you tonight? Baby, you've got me so hot for your ass."
"I love you Joy, I really love you." He was looking into her eyes, saying the words with such emotion that it almost made her cry. There was something in his voice, something different, as he held her so tight she could barely breathe.
“I know baby, I love you too. I missed your smiling face Montell.” Her heart started aching with guilt..
“Did you? Do you really love me Joy? Like I love you? I would do anything for you. I was even thinking about us getting married.” He moved her hair away from her face.
Married? Oh hell, where did that come from? She didn’t know what to say. She loved him, but she surely couldn’t marry him. She was living a lie enough as it was.
“Married Montell? When did this enter your mind? We never discussed marriage before.” She wondered what was really on his mind.
“Yes, I said marriage. Maybe if we got married and spent more time together, you wouldn’t have time to be running around with your boss.” He was stroking her hair, but she pulled away from him.
“Just what do you mean, I wouldn’t have time to be running around with my boss? It’s part of my job to ‘run around with him’, as you call it. We are always out going to meetings with clients. It’s part of the business. I keep telling you this.” She touched him on the forehead.
“Really? Do you meet with clients at night, when you’ve told me you were on your way to bed? Are you out with clients at ten o’clock at night, in your boss’s car?” He looked her dead in the eyes waiting for her response.
Her jaw dropped. Did he see her somewhere?
“Montell,” she laughed nervously, “what do you mean? I’ve been at home all week. Maybe you thought you saw me.” She tried to look away from him, but he pulled her head around to face him.
“Yeah, maybe I did, but did I see a mirage when I saw that same car at the bank this morning, and I saw you walk over to your boss, and he whispered in your ear, before planting his hand on your ass? Did I just imagine that too this morning, in the parking lot of your bank?”
Oh God, he was there this morning. He had watched them. How could she get out of this? She laid there, looking at him blankly, in shock.
Her cover was blown. She was busted.
Joy Is A Bad, Bad Girl!
Now granted, Joy is bad. She will use sex to get what she wants. She breaks up a marriage, cheats on her boyfriend, uses her boss to advance her career, and by the end, has wreaked havoc on several people's lives. But does she deserve to die just for that? We got into a heated debate over what Joy's fate should be, which got my creative juices flowing. I've got a lot more trouble (and kinky sex) to get Joy into in the sequel, since she is a freak and she loves sex. But in book three, anything is possible! To get an idea of Joy's sex-capades, read the entire blog starting with "Life In The Fast Lane." What do you think should happen to Joy? Leave me a comment or drop me an email. Somebody will die in the final episode, and I'm open for suggestions!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Have You Been Touched Today?
Just one touch from the right person can have you reeling all day. There's a lot of it going on in "Touch"...
Nick felt like he had been immersed in a pool filled with cold water. He had never felt anything like this, and he was having a hard time relaxing at first, especially since he could only feel what they were doing. He finally decided to lay back and let his mind wander, as he was licked and caressed everywhere. Having multiple sets of hands on his body, and multiple lips on him, while being able to touch and lick the girl’s bodies had him harder than he ever could have imagined. And he was about to explode. Were they reading his mind too? Just as he had the thought that he needed to release, his pants were coming down, and he felt warm hands palming his shaft, rolling it back and forth...
Read the rest of the preview from the soon to be released "The Other Side Of The Fence" on the Black Erotica Guide. Read "Touch"
Sex With The Boss
Joy didn't care how much the women at the bank rolled their eyes at her. Nor did she care about the prying eyes and comments of her nosy co-worker Shelly. Seducing Tony and fucking him had paid big benefits. He promoted her, and now she was in position to pull in a ton of money herself. He loved spending money on her, and he was fucking her brains out every chance he got to steal away from his wife.It was nearly a perfect set-up.
The sexual chemistry between Joy and Tony was strong, and Joy had to fight every urge she had to keep her eyes off him.Any time they got close to each other, she wanted to touch him, and she could see the look on his face, letting her know that he wanted her. He kept her busy in his office, and all she could think about was pushing her skirt up and straddling him in his chair, or getting between his legs under the desk and sucking him into an explosive orgasm.
Of course the immediate problem was that they had to deny their attraction towards each other in front of everybody at work. And Shelly was always watching. And making comments.
Joy was having a harder time trying to keep Montell under control. The more she sneaked around with Tony, the less time she had for Montell, and he was getting suspicious. He never liked the relationship with Tony from jump, and now he was always asking for an accounting of her time, and challenging her when she turned down the chance to be with him. It would only be a matter of time before he either found something out, or he got tired of hanging on the sidelines.
She felt like something was coming around the corner soon, and it wasn't going to be good.
Nick felt like he had been immersed in a pool filled with cold water. He had never felt anything like this, and he was having a hard time relaxing at first, especially since he could only feel what they were doing. He finally decided to lay back and let his mind wander, as he was licked and caressed everywhere. Having multiple sets of hands on his body, and multiple lips on him, while being able to touch and lick the girl’s bodies had him harder than he ever could have imagined. And he was about to explode. Were they reading his mind too? Just as he had the thought that he needed to release, his pants were coming down, and he felt warm hands palming his shaft, rolling it back and forth...
Read the rest of the preview from the soon to be released "The Other Side Of The Fence" on the Black Erotica Guide. Read "Touch"
Sex With The Boss
The sexual chemistry between Joy and Tony was strong, and Joy had to fight every urge she had to keep her eyes off him.Any time they got close to each other, she wanted to touch him, and she could see the look on his face, letting her know that he wanted her. He kept her busy in his office, and all she could think about was pushing her skirt up and straddling him in his chair, or getting between his legs under the desk and sucking him into an explosive orgasm.
Of course the immediate problem was that they had to deny their attraction towards each other in front of everybody at work. And Shelly was always watching. And making comments.
Joy was having a harder time trying to keep Montell under control. The more she sneaked around with Tony, the less time she had for Montell, and he was getting suspicious. He never liked the relationship with Tony from jump, and now he was always asking for an accounting of her time, and challenging her when she turned down the chance to be with him. It would only be a matter of time before he either found something out, or he got tired of hanging on the sidelines.
She felt like something was coming around the corner soon, and it wasn't going to be good.
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