Curved

Curved

She could not start her day without his hands on her, warm and soft. She arched her back in the grey of six a.m. waiting for his good morning. He’d already unwrapped her with whispers of tongue and love as she existed somewhere between sleep and the beginning of day. He traced his touch across her body, as he searched for himself. His fingers came away with glistening approval and he didn’t hesitate to replace them with his thickness. There was no better way to wake up she thought, save for maybe his tongue in the exact same place.

Mistress of the Morning

Mistress of my Morning

i take my time to wake

and this

you may not realize

because you crave your sleep

but a hand draped across your naked breast

a leg just grazing your thigh

they are all my pleasure

and placed on purpose

my last claim of you

before I set out into my day

i hope they leave the heat

of my passion

on your skin long enough

so that you don’t forget my tongue and touch

you are my mistress of the morning

and it is a struggle to escape your warmth

but i am comforted

knowing

soon you will be once again naked

near me

craving my skin on yours

dreaming together

wrapped in soft blankets

and

one another

7 October 2019

Thomas Aiden

To Hell With Love

To Hell With Love

She breathed lustily and with excitement heavy in her eyes as the last smack of his hand echoed through the room.  The way she winced, and then smiled while saying thank you each time he pinked her bottom made him so very hungry for her.  Leaning toward her, mere inches form her ear, so that she could hear his heated whisper, he asked a simple question. “Do you want me stop? We can go the bedroom and make love.”   "She laughed and quickly responded.  “To hell with love. You make pain pleasure and I want more."

Tabitha's Tales 013

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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Daybreak

Daybreak

(A Tabitha Tale)

As the morning sun broke the grey shadows of our bedroom, she lay there, my naked brunette goddess, pressed against my leg running her fingers across my chest.  I could feel the heat of her mound pressed into my thigh and it made me even harder as I focused on the task at hand. Every now and then she stopped and played with my nipples.  She did this as she lay there watching me, studying my reaction.  She wanted to know what made me tick so she could do it again and again. She loved watching me touch myself in the morning.  Hell she loved it no matter what time of the day it was.  But today, it seemed she was hungry for me to burst from my rigid thickness.  Our fun was not always about sex with one another we really enjoyed the pleasure we could have and give to each other. 

Tabitha leaned into my ear and whispered a small question.  “Are you going to cum for me this morning?”  She knew damn well I was but I managed to grunt the response she wanted to hear as I concentrated on my cock.  I stroked myself fast and then slower, varying my speeds to hurry along my much needed relief.  She pulled me to her lips and kissed me as I lay there handling my girth.  She smiled and turned her head once again to watch as she slid her hand slowly from my chest, trailing a finger lightly on my skin, as she made her way to the base of my cock.  She had paused a bit on my tip, when I slowed my pace, to scoop a bit of the pre-cum that oozed from me.  I wanted so badly for her to bring it back to her tongue but she had other ideas. I was so dam close to exploding and I think she could tell because she smiled and watched more intently as my hands worked there magic on me.

Tangled

Tangled

(A Tabitha Tale)

She lay naked pressed against me.  Her soft pale silken skin, lit by the moonlight, felt wonderful as she writhed within my arms.  First it was her fingers caressing, searching for her wet hello, and then she gasped as I watched her play, finding her intended want.  I smiled and whispered into her ear, coaxing her on and she responded with sexiest little moans.  I found heaven on earth the moment she was comfortable enough to explore herself while I witnessed her pleasure.  

There we lay upon her bed in the dead of night. The fan blowing just enough to cool our overheated bodies.  I kissed her as she looked up at me and smiled.  It was brief for then she was lost, once again returning to focus on her fingers that played between her legs.  Somewhere between our wet kisses and her grinding her bare ass against my rigid cock, the sensual quiet was broken by a new sound.  It was a sound that could both be heard and felt.  A gentle whir of delight was about to send my love into a frenzy as she squirmed within my arms.

I smiled, knowing full well what that sound was.  Leaning over her right shoulder I was able to get a view of the pink perfection that now penetrated my love.  With the first touch against her already over stimulated clit, her body tensed and she arched her back into me.  A simple and soft yes escaped her lips and I nearly lost myself there.  I wanted her so very bad but I also wanted what was happening. I resisted the urge to flip her over and impale her with my girth and continued to watch as she caressed her heat with her vibrator.

Pink

Pink

I saw stars

And I smiled

Fighting back my tears

Of joy

I lay bent

Across his knee

Wet

With anticipation

As he prepared

My blistering reward

All day long

I had waited for this moment

I ached with the knowledge

That this would happen

He held in his hand

My paddle

The one I bought

For this very moment

And I laughed a bit wickedly

The first smack

Was the best

As he pinked my pale back side

I squealed with delight

And devoured the sensation

Of heat on my skin

Yesterday

I would have never agreed to this

Today I could only think about

All the tomorrows I wanted this

To occur again and again

When he was done

And the numbness set in

I stood

Staring into his eyes

And I realized

I was his to do with

Whatever he wanted

And I was ok with that

Thomas Aiden

Tabitha

Tabitha

The trip up the stairs was miserable.  It had been a long day and all I could think about was how comfortable my bed would be.  As luck would have it, after an extra few hours more than expected at work, unpaid I might add, I came to find the elevator in my apartment building was out.  It really made me wonder why I had chosen to live on the 5^th floor.  I was by no means an out of shape individual.  I woke up every other morning around 6 a.m. and I ran at least 3 to 5 miles. But the stairs today were kicking my ass.  I was exhausted. 

Granted it was my own fault because I had stayed up last night, on the phone, till well past my bed time.  I could not help it though.  The voice on the other end of the line was addicting.  Her laughter was like a drug I could not get enough of.  We were literarily a bad version of some 1980’s John Hughes movie where she was twirling the phone chord in her fingers kicking her feet off the bed and I was tossing a ball against the ceiling trying to be a bit more macho than I was.  The thought of this made me laugh as I climbed the stairs slowly.

When I was on level three my phone chimed and I wanted any excuse to stop the slow drained trudge up the stairs.  I was almost there and to be honest I was being a bit of baby but hey no one was around to see it and I really didn’t care.  If you could have seen me, you would have thought I was like one of those 4 or 5 years olds who didn’t want to go to school.  I wasn’t throwing a fit but I was sure as heck taking forever to make it to the bus stop.  So I stopped and fished my phone out of my pocket. Instantly I smiled.  It was my syrup tongued fantasy from last night.  We had been taunting each other mercilessly now for weeks. 

Lucy

Lucy

I paused, having just tossed back the soft white cotton sheets that covered her nakedness.  Her shadowed curves and smooth skin stole my need for sleep in that short moment, and I did not care.  She was innocence and taunting pale flesh, waiting patiently as I stood there hungry, searching for my breath.  I shook my head and smiled. I never tired of her want to be touched or the slight taste of honey on her tongue and lips.  She is my desire, occasionally reminding me of this when I get lost in the trivial aspects of the day to day grind of life away from her. 

She always waits for me, not allowing night to darken her world and play dreams for her like silver screen movies until I have arrived safely home.  Those imaginings and indulgences are meant for after we kiss one another goodnight.  Sometimes, those kisses linger and lead to our flesh pressed warm and sweaty against one another.  Tonight would be one of those sensual and gratifying hellos. 

She stared at me with her swimming brown eyes and half smile as I reached for the light on the night stand and she shook her head no.  She knew we would not be sleeping anytime soon by the way I had been hesitant and so she whispered with the devil in her eye, “Leave the light on sweetie. I want to see you.”  My hand fell to my side and I enjoyed her nakedness without my touch one last time. I then slipped into the bed, placing all of my body against her, and swallowed her eager tongue enjoying the thrust of her hips against me as we became lost in one another’s touch, not caring how little sleep I would actually get before sunrise.

Thomas Aiden

Patience is a Virtue

"Patience is a Virtue"

(Thomas & Mandy Rivers:  Marriage should always be an adventure.)

Mandy’s thighs burned with a mixture of need and the heat of her muscles straining for any sort of relief.  She had never in her life wanted to just simply sit on her ass as much as she did right now but she resisted none the less.  Mandy wiggled a bit here and there, straining against her binds, while the heels of her bare feet barley scraped against her bottom.  She had been hoping to cheat by resting her ass upon her feet, however her struggle was to no avail.  The distance was perfectly planned to taunt.  Yes it would have been simple for her to scoot back and sit down for a moment or two rather than dangle there helplessly but then that would be cheating and dishonest.  She did not want to disappoint him by cheating or being dishonest. 

OK, maybe Mandy would have cheated, but Thomas was a smart man.  Between her legs, lost in the shadows of her body, ran a string from her panties to the floor.  It was looped and tied through one of the lace gaps in the material of her underwear and taped to the floor with small piece of clear scotch tape.  It was quite ingenious and quick thinking on his part to be honest.  When Thomas was prepping her he realized she would require a bit more tethering.  It was a simple thread he found in one of the drawers in the kitchen.  Earlier, when he was lovingly tying Mandy up and positioning her where she was now, he showed her the string.  It was about 10 to 12 inches long.  It was just enough to give Mandy some play but not enough to ease her intended distress.  “When I come home this better not be broken or disconnected.”  Thomas said eyeing her.  Mandy quietly replied “Yes Sir” while Thomas positioned her just the way he wanted her.

“I am going to have a few drinks with the boys. I will be back in a few hours.  If you manage to stay right where I put you till I get back, you will receive a wonderful reward.  Do you understand me my pet?” Thomas asked this as he grabbed his sport jacket and headed for the door.  “Damn he looks so good in that jacket and those slacks” Mandy thought, fantasizing a bit as she dangled a few feet from the ground, watching him walk away.  She was brought back to the moment when Thomas repeated the last part of question.  “I said do you understand me my pet?” She quietly mumbled “Yes Master” and he smiled turning out the light and closing the door behind him.

Mid Day Distractions

"Mid Day Distractions"
(Thomas & Mandy Rivers:  Marriage should always be an adventure.)

It was late afternoon and the sun was beginning to fall.  The heat still hung in the air with the weight of laziness.  She sat in her ford in the middle of the car park listening to the distant ocean, not really wanting to go back to work but knowing she had to.  As she was about to turn the ignition off, her phone vibrated.  She picked it up to see which one of her annoying coworkers were bothering her now and smiled when she saw it wasn't work related, it was Thomas.  Four simple words appeared on her tiny screen, “What are you doing?” She smiled once again and responded quickly, tapping away at her phone with a playful “What do you want me to be doing?”

Thomas leaned back in his chair with a huge smile on his face.  He looked up from his phone for a brief moment to see where his receptionist was and after noting that she was nowhere in sight he typed his response.  “Touch yourself for me and send me a picture proving it.”  His heart beat a bit faster as he typed out and even bolder demand.  “I want two pictures.  One with at least two fingers buried in your wetness and one with your lovely smile while doing as I ask.”  His concentration on his phone broke off just for a moment when his receptionist walked back into the office.  As she spoke to him he set it down on his desk, it vibrated as it sat there, as if to tell on him and his naughty activities.   “Hey Thomas Nick called earlier when you were out and needs you to call him back when you get a chance and your wife called also.”  Thomas quickly responded trying to seem normal.  “OK thanks Nicole I will call Nick in a few.”  He conveniently ignored the whole wife part. She nodded and went back to her desk.  He fidgeted with his mouse and keyboard for a moment and checked his inbox for anything he missed, acting like he was busy.  He then remembered his earlier text exchange and grabbed his phone quickly as he excitedly looked for his last text.  It simply read “OK”.  He shook his head and smiled knowing he would soon be rewarded with something wonderful.

Business Trip

"Business Trip"

She sways softly 
In and out of the candlelight
Her body dips and turns
Wine has eased her guard 

Loneliness 
Her welcomed companion
Allows her to be free

She fears no eyes to blush from
It is just her and the soft music
Her sweat beads upon her skin
As the same song repeats itself yet again
Perhaps for the 8th time
She smiles wildly
Spinning slowly
Seductively

No one tells her stop
She thrives on that thought
Dancing further into oblivion
She only dreads the coming of dawn
Or her last emptied wine bottle
Whichever comes first

Tomorrow he will be home
She will be happy all over again
Greeting him with a kiss
Full of desire for their next adventure
But for now
She is the star
In a empty house
And wants to enjoy every second of it

Thomas Aiden

Mine

"Mine"

The storm wages within me

As I imagine you there

On display

For those who want your touch

I fight with both my jealous heart

And my proud claim

But I eventually calm

Knowing you are strong

And only for me

They can yearn for you

And still

You are mine

They can flirt with honey tongues

And still

You are mine

They can tempt with fading jewels

And hungry eyes

And still

You are mine

Your satin lips and perfect smile

Are meant for me

The catch of your breath

And quickening heart

Are meant for me

Your drip of sweet syrup

And beg of please

Are meant for me

You are mine

And you tempt

Only because I allow it

You torment

Only because I allow it

You tease

Only because I allow it

You are

Because of me

I am your shelter

From any storm

I am your shoulder

For you to cry upon

I am your sir

Because I am yours

Thomas Aiden

Couples Therapy

"Couples Therapy"

I almost didn’t care that she was lying there upon me with her full weight, unable and unwilling to move.  Let’s be honest I was just as spent as she was, but the nagging pain I was experiencing was becoming unbearable.  Finally, and with a bit of her moaned protest, I managed the strength to shift her over just enough, freeing the press of her body from against my now flaccid manhood and the zipper of my jeans.  I knew I would come to regret waiting so long but there was no doubt in my mind it would be just another bruise or scratch on one of our bodies, hers or mine, that had come from the last few hours we had experienced with one another.

What had begun as a mere flirtation had exploded into full on carnal war.  The house was a mess; broken glass and other objects were strewn about everywhere.  As I looked around the room with lazy eyes, admiring her wrath and my desire, I paused on a now broken chair.  It was one of those 1960’s love seats that was not quite large enough to hold two people but begged for more than one person to sit in it.  As I stared at it I laughed aloud, enjoying the fact that we were responsible for its current state.  Two of the legs were gone and it rested in a very odd 90 degree angle.  She swiveled her head around and rested it on my chest as she attempted to see what I was laughing at.  When her gaze mirrored mine, she too laughed in spite of having very little strength.  I loved the way the sounds and her chuckles felt as they tickled across my chest.

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.

Heather

Heather

It was weird seeing another man buried deep within my wife but I tried to brush it off as she continued giving me the best blowjob I had ever received in our nine plus years of marriage.   It was as if she were that young college coed I met a decade ago all over again.  There was fire in her eyes and a smile on her face that I had not seen in so long.  It seems like it was just yesterday when I asked her what we could do to bring some life back into our relationship.  I was shocked at her suggesting of bringing another person into our bed but probably not near as shocked as she was when I for some unknown reason said yes.  Now here we were.

I looked across her back and down her sweat slicked curves and watched as a mutual firned of ours pistonned in and out of her hungry little cunt.  She moaned between thrusts and even laughed in pure joy a few times as she worked her mouth up and down my shaft.  As if she were reading my thoughts she stopped pleasuring me long enough to look me square in the eyes.  I smiled as she bucked forward in a fast paced rhythm as she continued to be pounded from behind, but only because of what she said next.  “Don’t worry baby.  Your turn is coming and I have found the perfect girl for you.” With that she went back to work on my cock and I got lost in her wonderfully wet mouth.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Sophia

Sophia

She stared around the corner for what seemed like forever and when she was finally satisfied he was gone she looked back at me, nervous but ready.  “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her.  She smiled without answering and extended her hand out to me.  I took it and she led me around the corner into the building.  I was nervous myself.  What if he came back?  What if someone recognized us?  What would our friends say? What if… my thoughts were cut off when she turned and pressed into me kissing me with determination.  It was as if she knew my wheels were spinning and she intended to put a stop to them. 

I inhaled deeply enjoying her sweet sun kissed hair as she explored my mouth with her tongue.  We were waiting for the elevator and when it dinged and opened another couple stood there ready to exit.  We knew neither of them and each breathed a sigh of relief as we stepped aside allowing them to pass.  We stood silently waiting for the doors to close.  As each floor passed with and audible sound my heart beat thumped faster and faster.  I probably would have never left the elevator when it stopped on her floor had it not been for her holding my hand and pulling me along.

Soon I stood there at the door watching her fumble with the key in the lock. I had been here a million times before but not for what was about to happen next.  She turned and smiled at me again still not saying a word.  Eventually I followed her into the room and when the door shut behind us we fell upon each other like hungry beasts.  Our fears and sense of sin vanished as we were consumed by the moment and one another.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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