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

Caitlyn

Caitlyn

She waited. The clock moved as if it were sticky sweet molasses dripping from a bottle in the cold arctic air. The quiet of the room only broke with her nervous breathing. The ache of her knees on the gritty floor became almost unbearable, her body taut with need and the absence of what was expected, owed, silently demanded. When she could take no more, right as she was about to break, a subtle warmth bloomed within her. She knew this is what he wanted. Then, he whispered, “Hello my Toy”, breaking the silence.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Photo Title: Toy

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: T. Aiden

Location of Work:  A Perfectly Lit Room

Jennifer

Jennifer

He sat there on the couch, wide eyed and with a smile that stretched further than route 66 across America.  At one point he tossed his head back and moaned, not caring that the midday sun, shining bright and yellow, could have possibly blinded him for life.  He was experiencing bliss in the most of unexpected of ways.  There before him, happily upon her knees, was a crystal blue eyed vixen gifted just to him, just for his pleasure. 

Just a few hours ago, his girlfriend Tabitha was apologizing to him on the phone for not being around the last few days.  Work had taken her from him but he understood life was real and that things were not always easy. They both acknowledged their want and longing for one another, but he knew they could survive a few days without one another’s carnal touch.  “It’s ok babe. I understand.  We have all the time in the world to ravish one another this weekend or sometime next week.” He had told her this in a joking manner when they spoke even though he had dreaded the reality of that. Still Tabitha pressed on over the phone and swore she would make it up to him. 

What she meant by make it up to him was soon brought to life with a knock on the front door.  After he told her about the knock at the door Tabitha simply said, “Good, have fun for me babe.” And then hung up the phone before he could respond or ask any questions.  “That was odd.” He thought to himself as he headed to the front of the house to see who was knocking at this time of the day.  “So much for working from home in peace”, he thought to himself.  He walked to the door, opened it, and was surprised to find one of Tabitha’s good friends standing there, rather than the postman or the someone he expected to be there trying to sell him something.   She was smiling big with her perfect pearly white toothed grin, one that most men were drawn to instantaneously, wearing a cute flowered yellow sundress that came really high up on her thigh. For a short moment he lost his train of thought and just sort of marveled at the beauty who stood before him.  

Willow

Willow

She giggled every stumbling step she made as I walked behind her carefully steadying her progress.  When we finally reached the bedroom she turned and paused, staring into my eyes.  “I love you baby.” she whispered.  “I know you do.” I responded quietly as a wide smile flashed across my face.  “And I love you.”  We were at the close of another of our popular wine a cheese parties and it seems my wife may have had just a bit too much red wine this time around. 

As we drew closer to our bed she nearly flew into it, launching herself the last few feet in the air and flopping with a muffled thud onto the comforter that lay on top.  She laughed uncontrollably and rolled over, once again staring at me seemingly lost in thought.  As I reached out and began removing her black lace high heels her laughter quieted and the smile on her face faded.  “You are so good to me.” She slurred a bit as she said this.  “You are worth every ounce of my time sweetie.” I replied as my heart fluttered. 

I could not believe how lucky I was to be married to this simply radiant and somewhat drunk women that lay before me.  Her blue eyes glinted with the glaze of intoxication and she was yet again smiling.  “Will you help me?” she purred.  “I am.” I said.  “Will you help me out of my dress?”  She said as she squirmed to the edge of the bed and stood up.  I licked my lips at the sight of her.  She had turned with her back toward me and motioned to the zipper at the top of her gorgeous form fitting black dress.  I reached out and moved her long raven hair to the side so that it would not get in the way and I slowly slid the zipper along the curve of her back allowing my eyes to enjoy every bit of her as I did this.

Clara

Clara

She is inescapable.  Times stretches along in varied silences and suddenly, just when we are prepared forget one another, she appears like the sun breaking through on a cloudy day.  She is a sin I know I should not commit and yet here I am, once again standing before her.  Or rather, she stands before me, an offering of desire ready to sate my needs. 

I want to tell her no.  I want to turn and leave before I once again allow the pull that binds us to strengthen.  But who are we fooling?  As she lays her soft finger across my dry lips, she shushes me, grabbing at my belt with her other hand and pulls me into her.  Our eyes lock and the world around us melts away. 

My heart pounds and my breathing quickens.  Any fight or resistance I had escaped with the smile I bear that she easily and wordlessly coaxed from me.  As her small cold hands slip beneath my jeans searching out my heat I look behind her toward the clock on the wall.  It will be hours before she must vanish.  I turn my head to the door just as my pants and she slip to the floor, I focus on the handle, comforted by the fact that she had locked it behind her when she came in.  She knew what she was doing.

Mary

Mary

It was the holidays and my girlfriend had was lucky enough to have parents who could afford to fly her home to visit every now and then where as I had no such luck.  It seems neither did our other roommate.  Mary was the book smart, always focused, straight A never come out her room except to go to class kind of girl so you can imagine the look on my face when I opened my bedroom door and found her sprawled out half naked on my bed, rather mine and my girlfriends bed.  As it took a second to register in my head she just smiled up at me as if she were waiting for a light bulb to go off.  I stared down at this tantalizing pale beauty and noticed how I never really looked at her as woman before today.  Her normally too tight pulled back hair now draped erotically across her shoulders.  Lingerie replaced her normal day to day sweats or bland earth toned trying to recapture the lost 90’s clothing she typically wore. 

Her skin was radiant. It was a shade of ivory that begged to be pinked by rough sex and possibly a spanking or two.  After a few moments of drinking her in I slowly shut the door behind me.  I walked over to her as she sat up showing her entire perfect body to me.  She reached for my shirt and pulled it above my head without any resistance from me.   In mere moments she had me naked and rock hard standing in front of her.  As she grasped my length with one hand and pulled me in for a long wet kiss I forgot everything that was wrong with what was happening. We never uttered a single word and the only sounds that broke the heated silence was her occasional moans and yelps of bliss.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Oasis

She stops my breath with a simple longing stare, stirring an ache which only she can calm. I surrender easily to her whispered desires and healing grace.  Because of her I am alive again.  A warm breeze blows as I near her ink stained body and she smiles knowing my intent.  “I wish we could stay here forever” she whispers echoing my thoughts as she reaches for me.  I sadden for the briefest of moments thinking of how temporary this escape is, but she rescues me with her soft touch and wet tongue, drowning me in her sweet pleasures.

Photo Title: Oasis

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Alan 1828

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Louise

Strawberry hair and ruby red lips splashed against her alabaster cream skin entrances me.  She stirs an ache I that never knew; one that barely subsides with her touch.  Her fiery fingers and kiss torch my world and I gratefully exist trapped in the scandal of her choosing.  She pretends innocence taunting my lust but she knows what she does, teasing me with a wry smile.  I just want to hold her, to taste her, to be hers.  I whisper, begging for her attention and when she acknowledges my need with fire in her grey blue eyes, I crumble.

Photo Title: Je Ne Sais Plus

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Wild Rain of Ice and Fire

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Daring

She smiled as the words left my lips.  “I dare you.”  I knew better than to provoke her, still I continued.  With fire in her eyes and disregard for anything else she stood up and placed her hands flat on the table.  Slowly she climbed onto it as others looked on in shock.  I had never wanted her more in my life.  She crawled across the four feet of cloth, deliberate, slow, stopping just before me.  Someone said something rude but we didn't care.  I softly brushed the hair away from her face allowing her lips to reach mine.

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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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Felt

His hands danced along my milk white skin and I smiled.  As he dared explore a bit further beneath my dress, I moved my leg just enough to show him it was ok.  His eyes never left mine as he grazed my cotton covered heat.  He whispered questions of "may I?" while nudging under the elastic, searching for my wet silken kiss.  I shuddered and my mouth opened with a soft moan the moment he slid a finger into me.  Then, the world woke us with the honk of a horn. Who knows how long the light had been green.

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Tanith

She walks through my dreams and escapes into the world through my pen.  She exists nowhere and still I see her in the most unexpected places.  Her milky white skin and thick crimson hair taunt my imagination quickening my heart.  I long for the day she surprises me with offerings of lust and then I cringe at the fact that it will never be possible.  She is my muse and my seduction; a woman who teases my quiet moments.  Forever separate and apart she dances with me.  I am just glad I get to say what she does next.

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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.

Photo Title: Unknown

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Jackie

I have memorized her curves with a practiced touch and still, I want more.  She lays, chocolate perfection splashed against white fluff tempting me easily with her beauty.  I crawl to her, willing to satisfy her every desire, she only wants for one thing, me.  As I find myself against her, tasting her tongue, feeling the press of her large soft breast, she skillfully guides me into her wetness.  “You are heaven” I whisper, rising to watch as I move in and out of her.  She moans in agreement wrapping her thick thighs around me pulling me in deeper.

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Awake

I stir in the fog of morning as she awakens me with soft kisses and whispers of want.  Still lost between dreams and reality I focus on the fact that my covers are slowly sliding away from me.  My haze lifts as her kisses slip lower and lower, eventually finding the remnants of my dreams.  I tense happily accepting her good morning while eventually offering some of my very own.  She smiles, licking her lips as she leaves the room.  In moments she is back with black coffee and the idea that we should never leave the bed today.

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Give

He teased my peaks and valleys with soft sensual kisses.  He worshiped my body with his tongue and whispers of what more was to come, I responded with wordless moans and shivers.  His light touch against my thighs sent me spinning into lust.  My fire burned hotter with each graze of his want upon my skin.  I was willing to do as he wanted; whatever he wanted. I was a prisoner to his touch and his goal was only my pleasure.  When his lips grazed mine ever so softly I gave myself completely to him and he savored it.

Photo Title: 29

Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Greta Moro

Location of Work:  deviantArt

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Creek

She swims in the sun of the summer day unaware of how beautiful she really is.  As she sits swirling her fingers in the green water, chasing minnows, I can only watch breathless, knowing she is mine, hoping it stays that way.  I have tasted her lips and caused her sweat and I always want more.  She smiles at me with shadowed blue eyes as we both rest, silent, lost in thought, and I smile back.  Her milk white flesh teases my lust but for now I resist knowing that I will have plenty of time to enjoy her.

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Denim

As she slides her worn denim down I slip my touch between her legs and find she’s soaked. I trace kisses across her neck tasting sweet summer on her skin and savor it.  We grind against each other’s need, our heat rising.  Uncaring and unaware of the world around us I manage to free myself and explore her.  She presses back into me as I penetrate her sex.  “Please” she gasps wanting more of me.  We speed faster and faster until we collide, crumbling into a spent heap.  She smiles lazily against me as we drift off to sleep.

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