Friction

He lays there, patience waning as I watch him breathe.  I want to taste him, his soft lips, his workday salt, his essence, but I slow my approach just because I can.  I slide my body atop his allowing my remaining clothes to torture his need.  I know he loves the feel of cotton and silk on his skin, especially when I am wearing it.   I can feel his rigid hope pressing against me as his heart quickens.  He is intoxicated with lust and just when he can take no more I slide him into me speeding his release.

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Shimmy

She stands before me with want in her eye and intent on her tongue.  I reach for her enjoying the press of her sun kissed peach skin against my touch.  She smiles down at me knowing her glacier blue eyes will tease me into action of one sort or another.  As I loop my fingers around the lace of her barely there panties, she laughs knowing she is about get what she wants.  I begin slowly sliding my obstacle from her when they catch on the thickness of her thighs but she quickly helps them along with slight shimmy.

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Anticipation

The room crackles electric with anticipation as you watch me kneel before you.  I deserve correction and my heart quickens at the thought of your pleasure burning against my skin.  It’s so hard to wait for your desire but I am desperately obedient.  You catch my smile as these wicked yummy thoughts run through my head, taking note, prolonging my punishing reward.  I am in heaven, tortured by your whims, aching for your rough touch.  My gaze collides with yours and that is all you need to start satisfying my craving.  I drip, waiting as you remove your belt.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Daddy Dom

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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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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: yuribrut

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Cardio Day

Cardio Day

Workouts with Anna

(Exercising The Mind, Body and Soul)

Part One

(The Warm Up)

Today was the day, she thought to herself with a devilish smile.  Anna had been preparing herself for this moment for the last six months and now all her hard work would finally pay off.  As she walked into the gym numerous heads turned to watch her every step.  She was no doubt the most alluring woman in the place.  Her heels clicked on the floor echoing her path toward the female locker rooms.   A pencil grey pinstriped skirt tightly hugged her curves with each step and a simple tight form fitting button up three quarter length white shirt helped to accentuate her best assets.  Her hips, her ass, her breasts were all on show and she had made sure of that.  Now she did all she could to pretend she didn't know anyone was watching, but she knew better.

As she sat on the bench in the locker room peeling off her work clothes she watched as a timid flabby girl walked by.  Anna thought to herself, “I was once you honey and soon you won’t be all that timid if you keep working at it”.  Quickly and determined she changed into her work out clothes, locked her foot locker and hastily, with water bottle in hand, headed for the ellipticals.

The gym, as most seem to do, conveniently staggers the treadmills right in front of all the mirrors and weight lifting benches.  It almost seems as if they are intended to put whoever is on them on display.  Anna planned to use this to her advantage today.  As she headed toward her favorite strider she couldn't help but make eye contact with her regular favorite, and sometimes fantasy, guy.  It was the whole reason she was here today.  So much so she had been timing this chance for the last week.  She had no idea what his name was. All she knew was he would be here at this time of day.  He was your standard romance novel hunk with a twist though.  A firefighter by day, she knew this because often she watched for him coming into the gym, he had tattoos that were well hidden until he was working out.  Anna took this to mean he was a bit adventurous under that calm cool and perfectly sculpted exterior.  “The fun is about to start”, she thought to herself.

Desire

Her eyes are locked on mine as my fingers trace her skin. She bites her lip as I edge closer and closer to her hunger.  She is aching for my kiss and I just stand there watching her as my touch dances along her stomach.  I love the heat in her eyes and the way she breathes.  She gasps as my hand slides beneath her panties and into her silken depths and I know she is mine.  Her mouth half opens allowing a whimper to escape as she arches her back in need, pressing for more of my touch.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: The Storey

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Higher Learning (Part 4)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Four

(A Taste of Honey)

The first parts of this story can be found below 

(Higher Learning: Pt. 1, Higher Learning Pt. 2, Higher Learning: Pt. 3)

The morning had been dragging on agonizingly slow for Dr. Stevens. The man had tried everything he could think of to flush the image of his student, Lucy Winthrop, from his mind. It was a constant moral battle that had been waging in his head for the last four hours.

He scolded himself mentally, thinking of his wife and the fact Lucy was his student. Just as this seemed to have finally settled his thoughts he would flash to an image of this young woman bent over his desk as he was sliding his cock in and out of her. It took a lot of restraint to not shake his head right then and there in frustration. As his eyes fell upon the now vacant seat were Lucy normally sat Dr. Stevens got so lost in his perverted mind battle that he had just stopped lecturing. It wasn’t until someone managed to force a loud cough that he realized he was just standing there staring blankly at no one in particular. In order to rid the images of a scantily clad Lucy from his head and distract his lusting train of thought he went so far as to encourage a debate amongst his two most annoying and headstrong students on the topic of who was better Cher or Madonna. As a dedicated professor of music he would never lend any sort of credence to either of these women in an argument but now he was happy for their inspiration in the gay community and the fact that the mindless students of his found it a worthy topic.

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?

Photo Title: Wild Horses

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Kedra Lynn

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Higher Learning (Part 3)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Three

(The Learning Curve)

The first parts of this story can be found below 

(Higher Learning: Part One, Higher Learning Part Two)

Wednesday morning for Dr. Stevens started out just like every other morning. A quick jump in the shower, a lukewarm cup of coffee, a quick kiss for his wife goodbye and of course the standard NPR talk radio on the way to work. He was comfortable with his job, his wife and his life in general but he was tiring of the monotony. A change of pace would definitely do him some good. He was coming close to tenure at the university but was contemplating a move to another less popular collegiate establishment. The students in his current classes had become too predictable and dull. None of them seemed to have that zest or fire that he did when he was a student. Music was his passion. It was why he taught. He wanted to share that passion with others who thought like him but instead he dealt with students that took his courses because that’s what they were supposed to do. That was the track their parents or counselors put them on. Aside from a few gifted and talented students he tried to inspire, the rest were just simple animated Ken and Barbie dolls. Dr. Stevens shook his head in disgust as he walked into the lecture hall and down to his desk. He was there as usual 45 minutes to an hour early. Just in case someone needed him, but it had been a while since any student sought out his help. He didn't even bother turning on the lights. There were just the emergency ones on over by the door and above his desk. He thought to himself that would suffice for now as he flipped open his laptop and began browsing the local current events on Reuters.


Moments later Luce paced nervously outside of the lecture hall. Back and forth, back and forth she went trying to convince herself to go inside. She had spent all day yesterday, with the help of her roommate Tanith, in preparing for this moment and now she was unsure. She was extremely early for class but that had been the plan all along at least according to what Tanith had said. No other students were around and they wouldn't be for at least another half hour. “Oh come on now” Luce muttered to herself trying to sum up the courage to go in. “This is every man’s dream come true” she then laughed to herself realizing how cheesy she sounded. “It’s now or never” she said and with that she opened the door to the lecture hall and went inside.

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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Carolyn

I awoke with a smile, covered in sweat.  I had found myself dreaming of never wills with you and past pleasures you were never there for.   I am all alone, lost in the morning, envisioning your smile and can only wonder how sweet your kiss would be.   I can hear your whispered taunts as you tease my mind and nervous heart.  You are unaware of the fired imagination you set ablaze within me just by saying hello.  My pen desperately writes the passion we will never share but I am ok with just the hint of another possible yesterday.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Zero to Eleven

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Higher Learning (Part 2)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Two

(Decision)

The first part of this story can be found here (Higher Learning: Part One)

“My, my, my what do we have here?” Tanith asked startling Lucy awake.  At some point during the blissful exchange with her vibrator Lucy had fallen asleep or passed out from sheer delight.  Now she was scrambling to find something, anything to cover her naked thighs and pleasure spot.  Tanith just laughed as she stared at Lucy lying there with a giant stuffed teddy bear between her milky white thighs.  Tanith was Lucy’s outlandish freak of a roommate; a very open minded willing to try anything twice kind of girl.  So it came as no surprise to Lucy, when instead of walking away or turning around, Tanith sat right down on the edge of the bed while picking up and eyeing Lucy’s well used vibrator.  “Oh my god I’m gonna die” Lucy thought to herself.  “You know this is every frat boy’s wet dream” Tanith said as she poked Lucy with the vibrator smiling.   “Two extremely hot girls on one bed, half naked, holding a vibrator and …uhm one of them with a teddy bear between their legs.” She began to laugh uncontrollably.  By now Lucy had regained some of her composure; her dignity was out of the question at this point.  “Give me that she said reaching for the bullet.”  Tanith held it just out of reach knowing Lucy wouldn't risk exposing herself further.  “Luce, you really need to get a boyfriend” she said.  “I mean these are you glory days it being college and all!”, still making sure to keep the vibrator out of reach a wicked and knowing smile crept over Tanith’s face.

Higher Learning (Part 1)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part One

(Hello)

Lucy walked into the lecture hall a tad bit perturbed shaking the rain off her books.  She had been using them to shield herself from the flash rain storm that appeared out of nowhere.  “Stupid Weather Forecasters” She thought angrily.  “Seriously who pays these idiots?” Lucy sighed quietly as nearly a hundred heads turned to look at her when the door closed noisily behind her.  It really just wasn't her day she thought while looking for a vacant seat.  Professor Stevens just eyed her disapprovingly as he continued on with his lecture.  Lucy managed to find a seat in the very back and sat down with disappointment.  Except for today, Lucy was typically on time, if not early, and seated in the front row.  Advanced Music Theory was by far her favorite course and it was only an added bonus that Professor Stevens, Aka Dr. Andrew Stevens, or as the girls who fawned over him called him behind his back, Dr. Drew, was teaching this very class.  He had earned the moniker due to popularity of another MTV Icon who handled the broken and overly fortunate train wrecks of Hollywood.  One key aspect was this Dr. Drew was by far a sexier version.  Lucy stared, doe eyed as Dr. Stevens rambled on about opera this and tenor that. Truly he could have been reading from the phone book and the majority of this class, Lucy included, would seem overly attentive.  It was his charm that brought the students into the classroom and he was completely oblivious to this fact.

Early in her freshman year Lucy had decided that Dr. Stevens was exactly what she wanted in a man when she settled down, whenever that would be.  In the meantime she didn't mind imagining what he would be like in bed.  Yes he was happily married and yes he was a professor at the University but Lucy just wrote it off as a kind of schoolgirl coming of age crush.  “Everyone fantasizes about one of their teachers at some point in life,” Lucy had convinced herself.  There was just one minor detail at this point.  She was now in her senior year at the university and still scurrying to the front of the class in some slight hope that he would know she wanted him.  “Seriously what is your problem you horn dog” Lucy thought to herself as she angrily watched some flighty blonde coed drop her pen on purpose for Dr. Stevens to kindly pick up.  He was no Brad Pitt but he was so much more.  A total package some would say.  Average height, average build, average face, a rough short beard and a decently dressed man, all just ok, but… it was when he spoke and smiled that he captured you and won you over.  His eyes showed you his zest for life and passion escaped his lips with every word.  The girls loved every second in his presence.  And to think he thought it was just because he was a good teacher.

Summer

She caught my glance and smiled as she tiptoed into the water.  The ocean played the perfect backdrop as sand fell from her olive skin back toward the devouring earth.  She called for me to come and I hesitated, taunting her to give more, she easily obliged, shimmying her shorts just a bit further down.  She was honey to me, my sweet summer seduction.  As I walked toward her, pausing to drink in her beauty, I laughed, musing about my hate for winter.  Knowing it would force her to cover that gorgeous body, shielding it from my hungry eyes.

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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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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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Catching Up...Again

As many have noticed I was gone for a while.  Between work, vacations and travels i did not get the chance to post. I did write however or at least attempted to keep up with my daily project.  I must confess though not every day did I write.  I still have roughly 60 to post and I have to get creative and pretend with the other 40 or so but i plan to just stick them where they belong and finish this 365 100 word project.  So keep an eye out as I, while at work, put up all those that I did write.

Sometimes I feel like I am talking to ghosts on this blog but hey its still my escape and place to call home.

Pink

She laughed handing me her “Favorite” paddle.  The one I never knew about until today.  Climbing onto the bed she smiled watching me as I took a deep breath unsure what to do next.  She peeled her moist panties down just enough, exposing her wonderful ivory cheeks and waited.  As she coaxed me to pink her perfect little ass I grew hard and courageous finally giving way to her want.  My soft smacks increased as she begged me “Harder please”.  It was then I understood there was a whole new and wonderful world for her to lead me through.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: The Submissive Mindset

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Petal

His hands dug into her thigh and calf steadying her as she peaked, her head thrown back and lost in bliss. Smiling and panting softly, she marveled at his daringness.  The world around her slowly came back into focus as he paused for effect and it was then she realized that her neighbor was watching. She hesitantly pushed him away trying to regain herself but the thoughts of what would people say vanished the moment his tongue again caressed her pooling moist petal .  She quietly whimpered, enjoying his wicked tongue and disregard for anything but her satisfaction alone.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Cocky Hunk

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Gentle

Before I realize her intent she has already torn my good shirt and peeled it off of me.  She has drawn blood dragging her nails across my back and although it hurts I won’t stop her.   Lust fogs her eyes as she nibbles and bites where she pleases.  I am certain I will be explaining some soon to be bruises to my coworkers later on, but for now, I cherish each new one she gives me.  I smile as she reaches into my pants hungrily grasping at my cock, then sarcastically I tell her not to be so gentle.

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Lick

She drifts in and out of reality one gasp at a time.  Her sinful adventure began with his callous hands tracing her body inch by inch as if he were memorizing every bit of her.  As he removed each piece of her clothing he placed sensual soft kisses on her exposed skin teasing her with what was to come.  She was naked and vulnerable and this excited her.  As he traveled her body with a well placed tongue she grew moist knowing full well where he was headed.  The very moment he tasted her she almost forgot to breathe.

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Samantha

“I know you want me” she cooed as I stood there in shock, knowing she was right.  “Take me” she whispered, her hunger taunting me.  “Do whatever you heart desires” these words swept over me like honey.  My sense of chivalry faded with every inch closer she managed.  She anticipated my will breaking and smiled wide when I sat on the bed next to her; my hands lost with nothing but sin to occupy them.  Entranced by the sweet syrup of her tease, the second she touches me, I easily surrender to the beast within, uncaring of tomorrow’s regrets.

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Tramp

She walked into the room

Teasing me with sway

A night gown that barely hid her sex

She was supposed to be here hours ago

I would have been mad

But she broke me

Just as the day did my window

I knew she was with another

And didn’t care

I was lost

The second she appeared

Wearing a guilty smile

She knew she was forgiven

Say goodbye to yesterday

She whispered
Turning Ben Harper up

Just loud enough to drown

Our eventual moans

Thomas Aiden

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.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Josslen

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Reciprocity

As I blink into existence she pounces with electric hellos.  Distance does not keep her tongue and lustful words from being perfectly placed. My palm mimics her desires and her fingers duplicate my need.  Sinful glimpses into each other’s dull world, one pixel at a time make each passing day worth it.  We kiss one another every night never touching lips.  She is my desire and my tragedy.  I have fucked her so many times and so many ways and she is always willing and wanting for more.  She knows how she teases yet I am her escape too.

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Sister-in-law

Every time I close my eyes I see her. I see her in my bedroom mirror bent over, as I thrust hard into her.  I see her cursing for me to fuck her harder and I see me doing just as she begged.  It happened fast.  I’m only left with her naked each time my eyes shut.  I wasn't even dry form my shower and there she was, sexy, bare and hungry.  She said something about so little time as she grabbed my cock and I didn't think twice.  After she left, my wife arrived home from the store.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Le Passion

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Swallow

I came alive beneath her tongue as she slid her sugar above my mouth.  We both teased with wet kisses of longing and want and each time I grew determined she broke my focus with a well placed nibble.  I held my breath purposefully prolonging her intent.  She had surprising skill when it came to milking my confidence and I wanted it to last so much longer.  My resistance quickly vanished when she added her hands.  I was no longer in control. I lay beneath her breathing in her salt as mine poured down her hungry and velvet throat.

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Damn Him

He taunts so perfectly with wet words that play right into my vulnerability.  I feed the kids and kiss my husband goodbye every morning, hastily, just so I can open a window into another world because another man says so.  He reaches out from behind pixilated megabytes teasing my heat, firing my lust for someone I shall never actually touch, or so I think.  Daily we tread further into the forbidden only to look back realizing there is now a new line to cross.  Today he wishes to watch me peak and I obediently do as he wishes.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Quiet Observation

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Sacred

Her legs tremble at first as she pushes back into me, pressing against her never used heat.  I let her set the pace as I stand there, her willing tool for this new experience.  Her moans are mixes of pain and pleasure; I simply hold my ground trying not to burst within her tight wet walls.  Tender is the start but soon she finds comfort and now the symphonic collision of my thighs against hers makes me want to go deeper.  She fucks me hard begging for her first ever reward and quickly I give in to her desires.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Denis Goncharov

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Ripped

Her long hair falls away from her as she smiles taunting me.  She has those heavy are you going to fuck me eyes and I can’t manage to get the damn button loose on her shirt.  She laughs, teasing me further as I struggle with my lust.  I need for her to be exposed.  I want her half naked, taking me in, hard and fast.  Don’t make me rip it off I say through heavy breaths.  Again she laughs, not saying I can’t, so she is only half shocked when I begin to tear her clothes from her body.

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Sudden

I stood there in shock.  He told me he wanted me the moment his hands were on me.  Eyes wide, I didn’t resist him.  He was rough as he covered my mouth and I grew wet with want.  How could I react this way I thought panicked.  I can’t want this.  My body betrayed me the moment he palmed my mound, his fingers searching for my moisture.  He asked if I was going to be quiet now and I simply shook my head yes grinding hard into his hand.  I no longer cared about anything save for my lust.

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Jenna

No longer innocent she waits for me to respond.  I am intoxicated by her hungry stare sultry words.  She quietly tells me how she wants to feel me inside of her and I instantly give in to temptation.  My hands wonder across her thick curves searching for a way in.  I am out of control, nearly bursting, as she swallows me into her silken heat.  She shudders as I watch pleasure cross her face.  She is no longer quiet and sends me over the edge bucking against her.  Exhausted she whispers not to worry no one will ever know. 

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Socket Joe

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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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