Watching

Watching

She always made sure to find my eyes.  Her gasps reverberated in his ears and mine.  She loved to please me and my pleasure was watching her be pleasured.  It was a wicked dance, one we did so well, because of trust.  His wandering hands on her throat, his tongue on her body, it was electrifying.  His fingers glistening from where he spread her legs made me hard.  She smiled, moaning, facing me on all fours, while he slipped inside her from behind, and managed between rhythmic breaths to tell me “I love you” while staring at me hungrily. 

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

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.

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

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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Thomas & Mandy Rivers

Thomas & Mandy Rivers

Erotica is not always about infidelity, one night stands or foolish adventures.  You can be intimately involved with someone and still enjoy some really hot, passionate and sometimes freaky, sex.  Thomas and Mandy are here to prove just that.  This married couple only have eyes for one another and they are always looking for new and fun ways to keep the spice in their sex life.  Feel free to tag along and see what these two love birds are up too today.  Who knows, maybe they may help spark a few ideas in your love life, read and find out.

Below you will find a few of the Rivers couple's experiences and just know this their marriage will stand the test of time and you will see a lot more of what has kept them happy if you check back here.

Mid Day Distractions 
Patience is a Virtue 

Static

She slid like silk against me, causing my pants to bunch and the hair on my arms to rise. My body tingled electric when she stared longingly into my eyes while flashing a perfect pearl white smile. She was magnetic with no way and no want for me to resist; a sweet intoxicating concoction of lingerie and lust. Reaching out for her smooth skin, resting my palm on her perfect peach round ass, I whispered “I want you.” She laughed in spite of her intended seduction, kissing her way up my neck, stopping only momentarily to whisper “I know.”

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Strength

I was weightless and wet, floating as his tongue probed my greedy mouth.  I laughed between his kiss and smiled staring down into his gold eyes when I finally managed to pull back and take a breath.  He cheated a bit, pressing me back into the wall, but as he ground into my denim shield I was lost in his arms.  There’s something about the strength of a man and his willingness to carry you.  I was under his spell and power.  He knew I had already completely surrendered to his need but still enjoyed showing me his strength.

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Awestruck

Somewhere between nowhere and Mexico we sat content on a beach.  The waves slowly kissed her skin and ran away, like a laughing child, as I stared at her in awe.  I thought to myself how the woman sitting before me actually made the ocean look even more beautiful than it already was.  Her sea sprayed hair danced in the wind as she looked off into the sunset and talked about the day gone by.  After a while she paused when I did not respond and turned with a smile, laughing a bit shyly upon discovering my silent admiration.

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Eventually

I sit, fidgeting in my chair.  We've talked about this before.  Today, the words “one day” are no longer fantasy.  Her friend, our willing guest, taunts me with a hungry stare knowing full well what it does to me. I will soon have her.  She smiles as I suffer, watching.  I promised to allow a head start but it’s a hard promise to keep.  Red lips touch and run softly against one other.  Fingers explore and bodies quiver, moans and gasps tease my ears and I wait.  Eventually they both smile and say join and I do not hesitate.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Gogo Yurabi

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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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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Burnt

Somewhere between syrup and kisses we forgot about food.  Not yet clothed you unwittingly taunted my morning need.  I watched as you bent across the table placing silverware and pounced without hesitation.  Soon you found me between your legs slowly gliding into your sex, you whimpered, biting your lip, enjoying the surprise of my heat.  You perfectly matched my rhythm, thrust for thrust, slow at first then, as expected, our pace quickened. Minutes later you lay spent on the table with me on top, a perfect breakfast.  You smiled, mumbling about burnt toast, as we again teased each other.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: The Cocky Hunk

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Peek

My breath caught as she peaked.  He was showing her the world with just his kiss.  My wife moaned and whimpered beneath another man and I could only touch myself with hungry hands.  The road that led me here was one of deceit and yet now I cherished these visual moments.  The barricades in my mind collapsed as I watched unnoticed.  Over and over I mentally repeated “Please fuck her, please fuck her” and soon he did.  Our fantasies had become routine until now and as he exploded deep inside of her I quietly wiped away my own reward.

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Late

You teased half naked after your morning shower so I started my day with a simple kiss that trailed the length of your body.  As you attempted to get ready for work my tongue enjoyed each new flavor you offered while you whimpered in soft delight.  You underestimated your taunt and now lay lost amongst your moans and my desires.  I quenched my need for your sex by sliding slowly into your willing heat as you abandoned any thought, save for the want of your own peak. One I easily obliged over and over again for both of us.

Photo Title: Bad and Breakfast

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Josslen

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Someone Else

His hands are tight on my hips. He is near, but I want mine.  His determination increases and I pull away focused on my own touch.  Erotic pictures of strange men pass through my mind and I smile as I near my own satisfaction.  The slap of our bodies together increases and our sounds drown me in a lustful symphony of sex.  I see another man as the waves of pleasure begin to take hold and latch on to him.  With one final grunt he is spent but it is enough to send me over the edge.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Geheimnis Bild

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Spent

I positioned him between my legs, watching his face as I slowly lowered myself onto him.  I loved the way he looked when he was inside of me.  I began to swirl and rock on top of him, awakening the fires within me and he responded with equally heated passion, grasping hard at my hips, pulling me down as he penetrated my depths.  I burned with an intense desire, quickening my pace, searching for my peak.  When it arrived I was loud and tight, clenching down on him, milking his warm eruption before we collapsed together, sweaty and spent.

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Shoes

I arrived home earlier than normal and all I could see was red.  Littered across the kitchen was evidence my credit card had exploded.  I grew angry at the site of words like Neiman Marcus, Macy’s and whatever other high end store she had attacked with my hard earned money.  I tossed my briefcase on a chair while dropping my keys on the counter and went in search of the culprit.  As I rounded the corner into the bedroom, all of my rage vanished when she smiled up at me and asked “Do you like me new shoes Baby?”

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Realized

This was a first for me, competing with another for his tangy wet sweetness.  I did say I was willing to try new things though.  As our mouths teased him in unison, he groaned approval and I realized I enjoyed her lips grazing mine just as much as I enjoyed them upon him.  We both worshipped intently at his swollen need, hungrily awaiting proof of his pinnacled pleasure, occasionally allowing our tongues to dance with each other.  When he finally spilled into our satin kiss and swallow, we found ourselves with time to discover one another while he watched.

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