Lessons

Lessons

They lay intertwined spent from a seductive affair.  The lessons of his pleasure taught by a practiced lover to their new friend and delicious toy.  She wanted to please her sir and who better to show her how than his woman.  They shared the taste of his release that lingered on their tongues in a kiss while the sweat on their bodies began to cool as a fan spun slowly above.  They stared at one another, wondering if they had energy for more, knowing he wouldn’t mind just lying there, watching them with a content smile on his face.

Smoke Break

Smoke Break

(A Tabitha Tale)

The door swung open and I enjoyed the fresh air and sunshine I was denied in my office, otherwise known as a cubicle.  It was the one time of day where it was just me and my thoughts.  There was no incessant drone of voices, all trying to make the next best deal, it was peaceful.  It was silence and nature on an abandoned rooftop. They tried to make it nice by having a few trees and now neglected potted plants.  I truly appreciated the effort.  It was probably the only thing I had appreciated about working at this company.  I always picked this time of day because I knew no one else would be here.  1:15 was perfect.  Everyone was scampering back to their squeaky chairs to catch up on what they missed, or they had already been there working through their stomach growls, in hopes of escaping the hell they called work, an hour earlier than the rest of the suit and tie rats they pretended to like.

Today was no different than any other.  I fished out a pack of Dunhill Blues from my pocket, ready to enjoy my tobacco escape and a little me time.  Yes, I smoke the yuppie stuff.  It wasn’t so much for the flavor but for the art.  I felt it separated me from the chain smoking Marlboro huffing beasts that I wanted no part of.  I guess it was me saying I am better than you.  I am refined.  I am cultured and have great taste.  The reality was I just enjoyed being odd and different.  Let the rest assume whatever they wanted I did not care.

I lit the first of what would be roughly three cigarettes, inhaling deeply my release.   I thought to myself this could not get any better.  At least not until after 5 o’clock.  I was not burning my soul in these wrapped papers but rather my disgust for the drone of 9 to 5.  The nicotine rush did just enough to keep me sane or my smart mouth shut.  I turned and flopped into one the plastic chairs provided for us and leaned my head back staring into the cloudless sky.  It was then I heard the creak of the door and felt my momentary paradise begin to crack.  I did not want to have some hollow conversation with a nobody who had dared interrupt my sacred and personal time and space.  The words “How dare they!” flashed in my head but fake calm spread across my face as I took a deep drag and lowered my head from my sky view to see who my new nemesis of peace was. 

Tabitha stood at the door.  She smiled at me and before I could say a word she held her fingers to her lips in a shushing motion.  I shook my head without a sound.  She knew this was my quiet time.  My escape from Craig and his loud phone barking in the cubical next to me.  She knew I came here to relax and just find some peace of mind.  Why would she dare to ruin that for me?  She walked toward me and I could not help think as to how she was always so well dressed.  She walked that blurred line of professional woman and every man’s fantasy work place sex experience so very well.  She was good at just touching the edges of naughty but not enough for anyone to really call her out on it.  Today it was a pencil skirt and bright white three quarter length sleeve blouse.  The outfit that every Hollywood producer throws into the movies to make men leer just a bit more at the screen.  She topped it all off with those sexy black rimmed glasses of hers that she chose to wear every now and then.  Only I knew she did not have a need for them.  Her eyes were 20/20.  She wore them when she pleased for who she pleased.

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.  

Dreams

Dreams

I was dreaming.  I found myself floating, bathed in bright light and mist, and my skin was on fire.  Not a bad fire, but rather the kind you want more and more of.  I saw her fade in and out of the fog, oh so many different beautiful versions of her.  Every memory I had captured of this radiant beauty flooded my view.  Her bright wide smile and open mouth laugh.  Her cinnamon milk chocolate brown eyes staring deep into me.  Her sway as she walked away from me while looking back over her shoulder, taunting me knowingly.  I knew I was dreaming but I had no plans on waking up anytime soon. Eventually my imagination took over, turning very real memories into amazing fantasies.  She was there yet again in ways I could only hope she would be.  I could feel her as I slipped into her warmth, as she knelt above me smiling.  I could hear gasp as she shuttered a bit leaning down into me.  Her hair ran across my bare chest and it felt so very real.  I enjoyed its feather like touch as she bounced atop me. It was electric. 

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.

Sondra

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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.

Oh My

Let me show you what I mean she said as she came towards me.  I waited nervously. I was unsure, scared and turned on all at the same time; if that is even possible.  There were goose bumps running down my arm but not because of the room being cold.  She moved slow and deliberate as if I was some wild animal about to flee and maybe I was.  I felt her hand upon my exposed thighs and quietly watched as she lowered herself into my sex.  Her tongue sent me reeling when it finally touched my innocence.

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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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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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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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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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Crave

She stares with dark brown eyes burning to consume and I stand willing, wanting, waiting for her kiss.  I growl with anticipation as she teases my accelerating heart beat.  She taunts, tonguing her fingers as she nears my thickness.   She hasn't touched me yet but her whispers of what she’s about to do edge me closer.  Her words are fogged to my ears save for the ones that pierce right through me; crave, taste and swallow tighten every muscle in my body.  When she does finally mouth my fire I fight hard not to end what has just begun.

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Limp

A slow tender tongue explores my depths and steals the air I breathe.  I manage to mutter “Damn he is good” between my escaping moans as if he were not there but my tightening muscles and soft shudders prove different.  Hungrily, he dips over and over into my sex as I lie tossing my head back, biting at the wind, my pillow, even my own flesh. The heat of his flickering tongue is unbearable and I scream in delight as my peak washes over him.  He sits back successful and smiling as I am swallowed by haze of contentedness.

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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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Conversations

We played silly games with one another, always upping the risk of any situation. Today he got the best of me.  As I stood on our balcony chatting with a neighbor, he snuck up behind me and slowly peeled away my panties.  It’s hard to keep a straight face when that happens but I managed to keep up with the conversation I was having.  When his tongue found my honey, it was nearly impossible to talk about the next, whatever, social function but again I did.  I almost couldn't say the words goodbye as I came and they went.

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Slip

She froze with shock as her top slid down exposing her plump breast and pink protruding nipple.  Neither of us spoke as I my eyes danced back and forth from her face to her displayed arousal.  She apologized moving to adjust her blouse and I stopped her.  Taking a step forward I cupped her in my hand bowing my head and pressed my lips to her nipple.  I could hear her breath catch as I traced over her pert bud with my tongue and thumb.  Her “I don’t think” was cut off when I tugged the other one free.

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Courtney

He is silent as I stand before him, waiting for me to peel away the only thing that is shielding me from his hunger.  As he patiently kneels at my alter, I enjoy the ache I inflict upon him, slowly taunting his desire, removing my panties inch by agonizing inch.  I want him to taste me but first I want his beg and torture.  I can see the animal in his eyes as I step one cautious foot after another out of my low rise boy cuts.  When I say I am ready he pounces with an unforgiving tongue.

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Cherish

With a gentle nip he sets my world ablaze and that is just the beginning of his appetite for me.  As his tongue and teeth test my desire he speaks of the many sins I will eventually commit with him.  I gasp when he finds my heat with his mouth.  He kisses my sweetness, softly circling my need with perfect rhythm.  When he comes up for air I cherish the smile in his eyes as he looks up at me.  His pause is short for he is searching for the magic that will send me cascading over the edge.

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Quenched

My nails dug deep into the cotton sheets as he lapped at my cunt.  His finger circled my folds and pressed into me as he softly nibbled on my clit.  It was the perfect mix of passion, moving between pleasure and pain, I could barely breathe.  As I shuddered spilling my sweet salty syrup over his soft tongue and swallows I called out his name.  He could resist me no more and went hungry slipping fast into me. I now thirsted for him to rain down on me and when he did we drifted, together, entwined, into sweet sleep.

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