Tethered

Tethered

I lay upon his sheets like a present waiting to be unwrapped. He was just now putting the binds on me, his wiling victim. Sometimes it was rope, others, my own panties or silk scarfs, today it was ribbon. The kind you only see at weddings or Christmas. He knew what he was doing, monopolizing my senses, careful as he pulled the soft feathery material across my wrists, all the while kissing and biting gently on my skin. I was obedient, not moving as requested. The torture was sublime. I hungrily waited for the moment he would take me.

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

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.

Maria

Maria

I had never paid for sex in my life where a working girl was concerned.  To tell you the truth I was one of those guys who was just cocky and talkative enough to find free and easy sex anywhere.  I always swore that strip clubs were a waste of money.  My buddies would take their hard earned cash and give it to some tease with tassels who would give them blue balls and an empty wallet.  I could take that same money and head to the local bar and get some hot chick liquored up and in bed for probably half the price and trust me my balls would not be blue afterwards.  I was proud of that fact but as they often say “Never Say Never”.

I was in Vegas for a bachelor party.  Shocking I know but there we all were having the time of our lives when I saw her at the bar.  She wore a bright blue sequined dress that hung off her shoulders teasingly and the first thing I noticed was her lightly kissed caramel tinged skin.  It was smooth and just the right amount of creamy.  When she turned and caught my stare she did not move her eyes, rather she locked onto mine and flashed a radiant pearly white smile.  The conversation around me faded into a muffled noise as I thought to myself how much I wanted her.  At that very moment I wanted to meet her, to talk to her, to feel her soft skin pressed against mine.  I dismissed myself from the conversation my buddies were having and headed toward the bar.  She watched me the entire way with those dark exotic eyes.  When I finally reached her, after traversing a room full of elderly people and drunk frat boys, she made heart jump with a simple accented hello.  Her voice was honey and just as beautiful as she was.

Madeline

Madeline

“You don’t have to worry I’m eighteen now.  I can make my own decisions.” she said as honey sweet innocence tinged her words. She sat before me partially shielding her breasts while smiling.  I ran my hand over my head struggling with my thoughts.  Her baby blue eyes pierced me with determination and want.  “Your dad is one of my best friends do you really think I would do this to him, to you?” I asked with a tremor in my voice, “Besides where is he anyway?”  She smiled wider knowing my will was weakening and stood up allowing her hands to fall to her sides, exposing her perfectly round and youthful mounds to me.  “Oh he and mom will be gone for hours; that’s why I called and asked for you to come over and help in the first place.”  She walked toward me, her hips swaying with seduction and I could not stop staring at her.  “Jesus Christ Madeline.” I whispered licking my lips as my eyes traced her pale ivory skin.

 

It was just a few weeks ago when we were all together, my best friend (her dad), his wife and my wife.  We were celebrating her birthday and commenting on how grown up she was.  Now she was trying to prove that very thing to me.  “Madeline… I can’t. You’re a beautiful girl and all but…” She shushed me by placing a finger on my lips.  I had not realized she had gotten that close to me.  I could smell jasmine on her skin and I shuddered as she stood there studying me.  “It’s ok uncle Aiden.”  I quickly retorted “I am not really your uncle.”  She giggled a bit as she backed me up against the wall, knowing I was already justifying what was happening to me.  “I know.. that’s why this is ok” she said pushing her body into mine.  We both paused, each of us holding our breath for what seemed forever.  I traced my hand against the bare skin of her arm searching for reason and resistance.  God she felt so smooth.  My desire betrayed me as she pressed against me, stiffening at her nearness, and she easily noticed.  “You know you want to. You know you want me” she said as her hand slid against my pants, searching for my weakness.   The moment she found it fire consumed us both and I leaned into her swallowing her waiting tongue.  The last thoughts of how wrong this was vanished the moment my wondering hands found the soft lace that was the top of her panties.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Alone

Finally the house was empty. Finally he could relax and not have to worry about anything save for himself.  Nothing would pull him away from the couch.  Nothing would spoil his privacy.  Well almost nothing.  She walked in to the room dressed nasty and determined to have fun.  She was an obstacle between him and the t.v. that he suddenly didn’t mind having.  She leaned forward about to tease him with wicked words when she was yanked from her feet onto his lap.  Her control vanished the instant he ran his hand over her tit and kissed her wrist.

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Acquiesce

Sliding your hands under my skirt you watch for my shock.  I should have known when you came in and locked the door you had wicked on your mind.  I knew you were a flirt but this assumption is unfair and wrong.  I feel you press against my mound and I am angry and so very wet.  I begin to protest but you stop me with harsh words, “shut the fuck up.”  And I listen.  My mind is racing with “why” and “stop it” but I only moan and wait for your next wonderful assault on my growing need.

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Proof

Her hand circled her wet heat as she writhed in the dimly lit room with her body pressed against the wall.  It was exciting what she did to please him.  The camera clicked every so often when she remembered to push the button.  It was a difficult task she was attempting, but he demanded she cum, and she craved the idea of obeying him.  With her husband asleep in another room she listened to her master’s voice as his words pushed her over the edge.  Soon she would find the best picture and send him the proof he requested.

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Ignore

Her perfect peach skin was bathed in a soft yellow glow as she unknowingly teased me, standing there in her pink lace panties, smoking her cigarette, watching the sun set.  I lay in the bed we had just spent the last 24 plus hours in wondering how on earth this radiant creature saw fit to ignore the world for me.  Our bodies had managed every position between lust and sleep and I could only hope for more.  When she turned and smiled my heart skipped.  “I guess it’s time for bed” she said as she walked toward me seductively.

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Invitation

The note outside was nearly as simple as the one that brought me here.  “Please come in and lock the door behind you.”  She kneeled on the couch bathed in the glow of the golden midday sunlight smiling and my breath caught.  Reaching for me, she whispered, inviting me to not deny her intent.  She was quick with my zipper and I eagerly helped her along, leaning into her wanting and velvet kiss.  I nearly lost my balance disoriented by what was actually happening.  Her fragrance washed over me and all I could think was, we haven't even kissed.

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Taunt

In the yellow soft glow of flickering lamp light she knowingly taunted the animal inside of me.  She was a woman whose smile invited me to watch, but not touch, as she dragged her satin polka dot panties across her smooth white legs.  Her eyes watching me watching her sent both our hearts racing.  As I patiently waited for her next move you could hear our desperate breaths pierce the silence of the moment.  My adrenaline climbed even further when she finally made it past her heels and exposed her need to me.  “Do you want me?” she asked teasingly.

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