Pagan

Pagan

She loved playing with names and men.  By day she was simple and demur, but when the sun went down, she was a vixen with an appetite for the unspeakable.  This wasn’t the first time I chose to be her toy, nor would it be the last.  Once, we used a red velvet rope, another time we ended up pressed against a glass window seven stories up for all the world to see, and even more salacious, was the time in the park on 4^th street in broad daylight.  I’ll never look at that park bench the same again. 

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Quinn

Quinn

Her thick black hair hung ruffled and unkempt against her soft olive skin as she stared down at me with determination and coffee brown eyes.  “Are you close?” she whispered as she searched for signs of my eventual surrender.  I was, but I fought with every ounce of ache and tension I could muster to stay thick in her velvet kiss.  As I stared up at this magnificent creature riding my desire I forgot completely about the fact that she was not mine and never would be.  I ignored the broken trust and pangs of guilt that would eventually eat at me and I savored every bit of her naked flesh as it smacked and pressed against me. 

She could tell I was fighting my release and that drove her mad.  She wanted victory. She wanted me spent inside of her.  She wanted me to lose what little control I had left.  Quinn sat back on her knees burying me further in her depths and swirled her hips in such a way my restraint almost gave way.  I bit my lip and grunted while tensing, denying her efforts any reward and she laughed at my efforts. She laughed a wicked and lustful laugh that sent shivers down my spine, igniting my skin and my insides.

Beth

Beth

It was one of those electric moments that burns its way through every part of your body.  When I saw her eyes from across the room I was lost.  She had that look that drove men wild and it was doing the very same thing to me.  I had never seen her before tonight and somehow I felt I would always long for her when she was gone.  Her long brown hair hung thick and enchanting across her shoulders and all I could think about was how good it would feel draped along my naked body.  I licked my lips trying to moisten my bone dry mouth.  My date continued her conversation unaware that I stood next to her awestruck by a goddess whose status she would never attain.

As we moved about the room she stared me down with heat in her eyes.  She sipped her drink and laughed, playing the obligated role of wife, date or god knows what.  She would glance my direction and tease me with a wanton smile that told me she knew I had fallen for her.  After an hour of this taunting dance she locked her eyes on mine and then motioned ever so subtly to a doorway at the end of the room.  I checked in with the conversation that surrounded me, one that I was never expected to be a part of, and excused myself to no one’s disappointment.  I easily navigated the room watching as the long haired brunette was accomplishing the same task.  Soon I trailed her wordlessly down a long corridor with no clue as to why or what end.

Faith

Faith

The irony of her explicit religious beliefs and her name was not lost on me as she stood there taunting me with her untouched sex. I wondered to myself how someone so innocent could be wearing that barely there string and lace seduction beneath her plain vanilla clothes. She was pure as the driven snow and just as pale with steel grey eyes and a soft pink unsure smile, standing there biting her lower lip, waiting for me to give her reason. As she struggled with a moment of fog I fed her feelings of anger and spite. Who was I to sway her from her current desires? “I’ve never done this before” she spoke quietly as doubt and her morals crept slowly back inside of her head. Anyone who knew me understood I was not about to let this beauty go to waste on reality checks and good senses.

 I stoked her anger by mentioning his name and why she was a grown woman who did not have to wait for anyone, especially him. It was a wicked move for me to make but it was also the checkmate I had wanted. The doubt in her eyes vanished only to be replaced by fire and determination. She quickly closed the last steps between us with need. As her body collided with mine and her hot flesh pressed against me, electricity tingled down my every pore and I smiled into her sweet fragrant hair knowing I had triumphed where he had failed. “One man’s mistake is another’s advantage.” I thought to myself smiling quietly. “Sometimes you just gotta have faith.” When I unhooked her bra and allowed her breast to come tumbling out she gasped and purred and I knew at that moment she was mine and would not be turning back.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Cristina

Cristina

We had met Cristina online.  Well to be honest I met her online but it was my wife’s idea.  We had been toying with the thought of inviting another woman into our bed for quite some time and then suddenly the chips all fell into place.  Cristina was a bit of sexual freak herself always asking questions and talking about what she wanted to try but admitting to never quite finding the courage to do so.  She hid behind the computer screen just like a million other sex starved and curious people do, myself included.

Recently I found myself stepping beyond my normal electronic adventures with Cristina and she willingly played along.  Soon we were discussing a chance to actually meet one another. I think she was more interested in my wife to be honest, but who was I to complain right?  She had always wanted to experience a threesome but just never could quite build up the strength to participate in one.  Besides how do you arrange something like that? You can’t just go up to one of your friends and say hey can I join you and your husband in bed.  Well maybe on some occasions you could but who was willing to take that risk?  It seems in the world of erotica and online forums you can easily find what you are looking for, even when you don’t know you are looking for it.

Maria

Maria

I had never paid for sex in my life where a working girl was concerned.  To tell you the truth I was one of those guys who was just cocky and talkative enough to find free and easy sex anywhere.  I always swore that strip clubs were a waste of money.  My buddies would take their hard earned cash and give it to some tease with tassels who would give them blue balls and an empty wallet.  I could take that same money and head to the local bar and get some hot chick liquored up and in bed for probably half the price and trust me my balls would not be blue afterwards.  I was proud of that fact but as they often say “Never Say Never”.

I was in Vegas for a bachelor party.  Shocking I know but there we all were having the time of our lives when I saw her at the bar.  She wore a bright blue sequined dress that hung off her shoulders teasingly and the first thing I noticed was her lightly kissed caramel tinged skin.  It was smooth and just the right amount of creamy.  When she turned and caught my stare she did not move her eyes, rather she locked onto mine and flashed a radiant pearly white smile.  The conversation around me faded into a muffled noise as I thought to myself how much I wanted her.  At that very moment I wanted to meet her, to talk to her, to feel her soft skin pressed against mine.  I dismissed myself from the conversation my buddies were having and headed toward the bar.  She watched me the entire way with those dark exotic eyes.  When I finally reached her, after traversing a room full of elderly people and drunk frat boys, she made heart jump with a simple accented hello.  Her voice was honey and just as beautiful as she was.

Jordan

Jordan

I didn't mind being Jordan’s spite fuck.  I knew that’s all I was for her.  It’s not every day the daughter of a Baptist preacher invites me into her bedroom.  The reason was hard to fathom or why me but who was I to argue. So needless to say I went easily and willingly.  The fact she asked me over on a Sunday was my first clue amongst many others.  This is why I wore loose clothes and kept my shoes near the bed.  As she peeled away her panties offering me a long look at her fruits she asked me to mouth her honey sweet syrup.  I could only smile at the delight she was lying before me and quickly obliged.

 

After about 45 minutes of my body and hers pressed against one another in so many various ways we both came back to earth when we heard noise down stairs.  I looked at the clock above the bed that and noted it said 11:30.  Right on time I thought to myself.  She said something about her dad being home feigning shock. Her acting was atrocious to be honest but as I said before I knew what I was getting into.  I stood and calmly began dressing.  As I did this we both smiled at one another.  I looked her over once more admiring her perfect brown skin and the white mess I had left all over it.  “I take it I should be using your window to leave huh?” I asked.  She purred a simple mhm and didn’t move. 

As footfalls grew louder I heard a voice call out for Jordan.   I lifted the window and began to slide out but was stopped for a moment by her calling out to me.  “At least go slow enough so he can see you.”  I laughed in spite of my situation and quietly waited.  She really was a cruel girl.  When her bedroom door opened I watched as her father came in.  Jordan simply said “Hi Daddy.” He took one look at her and then toward me.  Our eyes locked briefly and note he still had his white collar on as I slipped out the window.  I was gone in a flash.  Smiling as I rounded the corner at the end of block and headed for my car whispering as I ran “Damn you Jordan.”

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The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Brynn

Brynn

She whispered something about not waking the baby when I lost myself and grunted a bit too loudly.  We were both lying on the bed while she rode me quiet and rhythmically.  The only other sound was the occasional smack of our skin slapping against one another breaking the silence.  When her phone rang she bent across me reaching for it on her bed side table, her breasts pressing against me sweaty and sweet.  I was so close to cumming and she knew it.  She smiled and kissed me with her soft perfect lips.  We had been at this for nearly an hour now with her taking me to the brink and back now four different times.  She looked down at the phone as it continued to vibrate and smiled devilishly.  She then brought her fingers to her lips in a shushing motion and whispered it’s my husband.

My nerves ramped up into frenzy and it seems she was enjoying it.  She picked up her pace as she answered the phone and said hello without missing a beat.  “Hey babe how’s work?” she asked as she continued to fuck me, increasing her speed even more.  She ground her body harder into me forcing my cock deeper inside of her as she continued her conversation.  I fought with all my strength and focus not to lose myself inside her and she seemed to be fighting for just the opposite.  She spoke about dinner plans and bills as she slowed her pace and tightened her cunt walls trying to milk me.  I grunted and swallowed in fear.  “What’s that?  Yeah the TV is on” she said smiling brightly as she locked her eyes on mine.

Kelsey

Kelsey

Slowly she peels away her clothes. Eyes painted gold and lust on her lips she teases with each movement making me wonder what will vanish next.  Biting her lip after she whispers “I want you.”  She plays the perfect victim, waiting for me to feast on her desire. 

Seconds pass as our hearts race.  In moments she is pressed against the door, hands raised above her, my breath heavy on her neck. “Don’t move.” I command as I kneel in front of her.  Her legs spread as my tongue navigates her thighs nibbling my way up to her moistness.  Delicately I shift her panties to the side.  She moans softly as I flick her clit with my tongue, swallowing her passion.  She grinds into my hungry mouth knowing, wanting, expecting more.

As she shudders and small ripples of pleasure course over her I rise offering her my tongue so that she tastes herself.  Greedily she accepts it as I pin her tense arms above her head yet again.  Any moment now the door she is pressed against could open yet care and caution have been tossed to the wind.

Biting her neck I lower one hand to find my buckle.  Her breath catches when she realizes how far we are going.  It was tease and quick passion no longer.  She gasps as I ease into her, one slow inch at a time.  She involuntarily responds by lifting a leg, allowing my cock to enter her completely.  “We shouldn’t “  She whispers as her skirt hides the depth of our games.  “Don’t move your arms.” I whisper into her ear.  She does as she is told.

Follow

My soft whispers and gentle nibbles finally send her over the edge and I smile proudly as I continue to slip in and out of her, stroking her fire further.  It is not often that she ignites and shudders first, but on that rare occasion, I am rewarded with the vision of her in caught in a moment of sweet perfection.  She screams silently with her back arched and mouth open, writhing in pure bliss as she coats me with her warm honey.  Lost in the beauty of her peak I am doomed to follow her eruption quickly thereafter.

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Tug

Sometimes the animal in me begins to stir, I swear she senses it.  She parades around the house half naked, purposefully taunting my beast.  She smiles wickedly, licking her lips, enticing what burns in me.  Her touch lingers longer than it should.  She wears my favorite perfume.  It’s as if she is doing her damndest to bring out my rough side.  Finally, I can’t take it anymore, when she walks by for a 5^th time I give her what she wants, tossing her on the couch, I tug at the only obstacle that stands between us and my hunger.

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Again

I enjoyed the struggle, savoring the taste of my tears on my tongue.  As he flipped my skirt and tore my panties away from me, my heart raced and my fire burned.  I was addicted to being taken without permission.  Today was a bit different than most of the other times he surprised me.  Our secret game had moved beyond the confines my home and into the sunlight.  As I clawed at the ground, feigning escape, as he thrust into me, I could not help but think how I enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my bare skin.

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Go

The grey soft light of morning faded as she taunted me with her smile.  She rolled last night’s used stockings over her sex stained legs preparing for the new day, or at least the trip home.  I sat and watched this beauty move, craving more of her.  At least she wasn't sneaking out but I was sad that the first words of my day where her whispering “I have to go.”  When she was finally a complete used version of the woman who seduced me last night she left me with a kiss that burned my lips and memories.

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Pull

Your fingers dig into my hips as you press against me, claiming my heat.   I have wanted this for so long and still I want something more.  I need your fire, your beast.  As you rhythmically drive into me you manage to get closer, leaning into me, biting the nape of my neck.  I can see the hunger in your eyes and smile whispering “that’s it”.  My words release your hesitancy and you begin an assault of perfection.  I moan for you to pull my hair and when you do I moisten and feel it slip across your length.

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Cardio Day (Part 2)

Cardio Day

Workouts with Anna

(Exercising The Mind, Body and Soul)

Part Two

(A High Intensity Workout)

If you have not had the chance to read part one click the link below. 

Cardio Day Part One

Anna and Nick just stood there a moment not quite sure what to do.  Another knock came at the door and Nick responded. “Somebody is in here”.  His voice came out a bit meaner than he had intended.  Anna began to gather and put on her clothes while Nick pulled up his boxers and shorts. Anna stared at Nick with her huge eyes and another slightly wicked grin crossed her face.  “Where’s your car at?” she asked Nick. “In the parking garage outside, why? He responded.  “I think we should continue this there.  Unless of course you don’t want to” she teased.  Nick smiled down at Anna and her heart stopped.  “God he was damn sexy” she thought to herself.  Nick bent down and kissed her deep and hard.  As their tongues slid against each other Nick realized he could taste himself on her.  At that moment it really didn’t matter to him. At that very moment he only had one thing on his mind. He had to have this girl no matter the risk.

Anna stood patiently behind Nick as he slowly opened the door.  He had prepared himself with an explanation.  People weigh and do weird stuff at the gym all the time.  He was ready.  As he stepped out of the bathroom no one was around.  The closest person was on a treadmill 20 feet away and focused on their work out.  It seems they were good to go.  Anna smiled at him and said “The coast is clear, let me get my stuff and I will meet you in the parking garage”.  She hurried away to the women’s locker room and Nick went to grab his stuff.  

Just Friends

She stood there pink and taunting, knowing what tricks her curves played on my lustful heart.  We were just friends yet she loved to get naked in front of me.  She loved to test and shatter my will. As I stared at her hungrily she caught my wandering eye in the reflection and smiled.  She turned toward me.  “I thought we agreed we wouldn't do this anymore” she said as she crawled up onto the bed next to me.  Before she relented to another “one more time” my hands were already exploring her moisture along with my lips.

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Zipper

She gasped at how brazen I was.  We had gone from sneaking soft kisses in a dark corner to my hands tracing her now naked back.  She whispered that she was not normally like this as I coaxed her to raise her arms.  “I know,” I said never having met before tonight.  I gently nudged her forward and her mouth opened as her dress fell to the floor.  I could smell her excitement and quickly pounced, running my fingers across her heat.  “I really don’t.” was the last thing she managed before I covered her mouth with mine.

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Knees

I have wanted her since the day I first saw her slender hips tease me at the office.  I wanted to lie upon her body and feel her breathe against me.  She taunted me as best she could till I no longer cared about consequence.  Then she offered herself to me and I took her, ripping her panties, dirtying her knees and she smiled and laughed the entire time.  When I released my desire deep within her she simply moaned yes.  As we got up and made our way back to our desks she devilishly said “harder next time”.

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Neighbor

He was sweaty; you imagined the calluses that could be felt on his rough hands when he touched you. As he pulled his shirt off and wiped his dripping face, he looked up in your direction smiling. Quickly, you shut the white curtains on the small round window and sunk to the floor, embarrassed.  The feeling was so electric.  Only a few months had passed since he moved in next door. You knew it was wrong, both of you being married, yet the overwhelming feelings of desire took over.  What harm could inviting him in for a drink be?

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Wave

As sweat poured from both of us she bucked like wild grinding me into her with her white panties hanging off of one leg.  Where once there were soft pants and whimpers our attempted silence was shattered and replaced by her peak.  She rode me with her velvet wetness, hungry for her bliss and I gladly played my part.  She shuddered as her body rocked with wave after wave of pleasure and illusion.   Finally, when she had no more to give, I held her there as she lay broken like a rag doll with contented smile on her face.

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