Flesh Sorority

Flesh Sorority

A taste of heaven spilled from her onto my tongue and I hungered for more.  It was like making love to a mirror, only the reflection was a naughtier version of me.  She knew just the right places to bite and lick.  Her touch was a mixture of feather and fire, artfully searching out my gasps and moans.  In 5 minutes she managed to do in bed with me more than most men in my life had ever accomplished.  She said we were forever bound as sisters in lust, and I easily agreed, once I caught my breath.

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Anything Goes

Anything Goes

Enticing and perfect words spilled from her lips like whispered honey as she stood before me bathed in the soft yellow lamp light. She spoke my name with just enough want and heat when I introduced myself. I was spellbound by her natural beauty and raven hair. Yes, she was topless before me now, but I was drawn to her the moment I saw her, fully clothed, as she crossed a crowded room earlier. I remember looking toward my husband and seeing his smile. He simply mouthed “Go get her”, winked, and turned back to the conversation he was having.

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Rachel

Rachel

“I bet he doesn’t touch you like this.” Rachel whispered softly into her ear.  She knew all the right right things to say and buttons to push.  If Rachel managed her way into a woman’s house you could almost guarantee she would manage her way into her panties.  This was not Rachel’s first time seducing someone who was straight and in need nor would it be anywhere near her last.  They all claim a little fun from their college days or high school days but none of them ever have really experienced another woman like Rachel.  Suburbia was the perfect playground for this temptress.  None of the wives ever would admit their multiple lapses in judgment and none of their husbands would ever suspect.  Rachel was the queen of her very own lonely housewife heaven.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Oh My

Let me show you what I mean she said as she came towards me.  I waited nervously. I was unsure, scared and turned on all at the same time; if that is even possible.  There were goose bumps running down my arm but not because of the room being cold.  She moved slow and deliberate as if I was some wild animal about to flee and maybe I was.  I felt her hand upon my exposed thighs and quietly watched as she lowered herself into my sex.  Her tongue sent me reeling when it finally touched my innocence.

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Bite

She travels my body with a wet tongue and soft kisses, teasing my senses, but I want for more.  She pulls on my lip with a taunting nibble and I moan for something different.  I shudder, chills running down my spine, as she caresses my stomach and teases my ache.  I ask her to bruise me as she hesitates above my breasts.  Our eyes lock and she smiles lowering her mouth to my pink hard nipple.  The pierce is subtle at first but as the burn climbs to an almost unbearable point so does the wetness between my thighs.

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Show

My heat climbs as I watch her dance before me.  As I sit there nearly naked on the leather couch she starts with a simple white blouse and skirt but soon she is bare save for the lingerie we picked out last spring.  Her body dips and sways with music and I can almost taste her arousal.  The dampness between my legs is obvious as she gets close enough for me to touch.  She smiles the moment my fingers grasp her thigh.  “Tell me what you need” she whispers as my breath catches and I cannot make a sound.

Photo Title: It will All Make Sense in the Morning

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: West Kis

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Sleep

We are the taboo of the jealous, yet you rest uncaring and safe against me. My eyes trace your curves watching the rise and fall of your chest as you lay, comfortable in my arms.  I plant soft kisses on your neck, tasting the sweetness of your skin.  You brought me to the brink of madness with your whispers and touch then collapsed exhausted, having given all of yourself to me.  The daylight rests on your pale flesh reminding me of how I was trapped by your undeniable difference.  I smile knowing there is nowhere else I’d rather be. 

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Vera Baby

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The Hallway

Desire overwhelmed us

And we took advantage

It was a quick passing moment

She tasted like cinnamon

Such sweet soft lips

The heat that mingled with our kiss

Nearly sent us over the edge

We withdrew wanting

Whispering

Barley able to hear

More

We needed more

Yet we parted

Unquenched

Our hearts racing

The tease was perfect

Our smiles lingering

As we walked away

Comforted by daring thoughts

And knowing

Our lips would meet again

By 

Thomas Aiden