I told my husband bye this morning.

I will be alone.

But as the impending absence approaches, his morning treat beckons me.

My eager hand slid easily between the cotton waistband of his jockey’s and the soft hair of his lower belly.  My hand quickly filled with his hot cock.  As my grip tightened, my palm filled.  Filling my hand…preparing to fill my pussy.

Without hesitation, he removes the captor of his mighty wood.  Thick…engorged…and hungry.

My legs move on impulse and slide into place.  I quickly fill my tight morning pussy with his bursting morning wood.  I can feel the satisfaction as juices drip down his shaft and give fuel to the ride.  My clit swells and throbs as each thrust pushes my body closer to its destination….complete orgasmic eruption.

His hands rest firmly on my hips to help control the speed…his eyes feast as my heavy breast dance in front of him.

Filling my body to the hilt with his cock, I grind my button to sweet release.  He makes a final deep thrust pushing my cervix out of the way, rocks my hips into him, and moans.  I feel the delicious pulsations as he drains the cum deep into me.

The fan to my back cools the sweat beads dripping…the alarm clock rings reminding us of the journey ahead…I dismount from my cowboy and kiss him goodbye.

A SLIP OF THE ROBE

I am aware of every movement I make.  I can feel the soft brush of the satin robe as I make my way around the house. 

The divine fabric glides as my body takes its natural sway.

Nipples
Hips
Lower back
Ass
Thighs

The relaxing massage as my naked body underneath experiences the freedom from the confines of clothes.

I am aware of my hardened nipples as I answer the door.

My smile is vibrant and warm.  I am willing my eyes to twinkle and smile on their own.

A slip of the robe and I stand exposed.  My nakedness exposed.

I am aware.

The bulge
The silence
The moment

As demurely as the robe slipped, I recover the swollen nipple and hide it behind the black robe.  My visitor leaves.  His cock hard and my pussy wet…

LICKS AND NIBBLES….

NN

Caribbean Tequila

The cool night air sent shivers across my flesh causing goosebumps to stand at attention.

I slowly ease myself into the crisp waters of the pool.

The moon casting shadows. 

The fragrance of the exotic flowers aromatizing the midnight breeze.

Slowly I dip into the gentle waters and carefully untie the strings to my bikini.  My tops rest helplessly next to my bottoms on the smooth tile surrounding my hidden lagoon.

Skinny dipping…oh, what simple pleasure in such a natural environment.

I close my eyes as I glide from one end to another….

I feel the coolness ripple across my body…swirl at my nipples…tickle the little mound of hair over my pussy.

My breasts are weightless and free in the water…a since of enlightenment.

My eyes wander the length of the pool and surrounding tropical plants. 

I see him at the corner of the pool watching me.  Not trying to hide his stares, but not drawing attention to himself either.  I give a quick start to nervousness when his eyes meet mine.

Now that I know he is there, I can see the outline of his naked body silhouetted from the pool lights…His fit body…cut biceps and chiseled abs…..handsome abs acting as a roadmap to his manhood that is searching for attention, my attention.

I stand frozen…my mind is swarming with the troubling thoughts of guilt and pleasure.  My body is yearning for the masculine hands to caress my tanned skin.

He slowly makes his way through the crystal waters to my exposed body.  The beauty of this Caribbean isle is reflected in his eyes…as I peer into his, I can see me.  A surreal experience…I am watching myself as if someone would be watching a movie.

In one practiced move, he pulls me to him.  My lips crush into his.  I can taste tequila.  His hands are searing an imprint onto my shoulders as he firmly holds me in place.  My hands are free to roam this stranger’s body.
I trace the outline of his abdomen…causing him to give a small shudder.

He frees my shoulders and runs his hands down the length of my body memorizing every sensual curve…..
 

We make our way back to the corner where he lingered.  Poured me a drink of the bitter liquor, held my head back, and emptied it into my mouth…closing my mouth with his until I swallowed the warm liquid.  He chased it down with a deep sweep of his tongue.  My body loosens as I feel this poison absorbing into my blood stream.  Against better judgment, I melt into him, surrendering my body…even if it is for one night.

We make love in the swimming lagoon hidden from tourists’ eyes.  The bottle of tequila floats barren in the waters.  My legs wobble from tightly straddling his waist as he pumped his cock deep inside me.  My hair drips down my back from the water it collected as I arched myself backwards with each thrust giving me satisfying clitoral stimulation.  And, my throat burns from the moans as he held my hips tight and caused intense orgasmic flight.

My towel envelops my nudeness…my shimmering skin…and the smell of sex mixed with a hint of tequila.

I taste the sweat from your neck
The breathless echo
Heavy pants
I see your nails
dug in deep
The sharp arch causing
Your hips to rise
The delicate touch of my fingers

Aaahhh, to rise

To rise….towards me.
As my mouth travels your moistened skin.
The salty trail as my tongue laps in heavenly dessert

Ohhh….

The shivers I cause
As the searing heat of my passing lips cools you
Leaving you gasping
Searching for air….

Fantasy…or Fetish?

I have closed my eyes many times throughout my life…as while enjoying the silent moment this creates, my mind takes control and replaces the dark gray/black of my eyelids with vivid flashes of colors.  Sometimes these colors have transformed me into magical fantasy places…flowing gowns, mystical fogs, and enchanted creatures.  Other times I have been transported around my imagination as nothing short of a sexual entity.  I have witnessed myself in the utmost of precarious situations.  I have been in the wild west, the Far East, the back trails of Colorado.  I have seen the solar system while laying naked on the rings of Saturn.  And, in my mind, I have seen and watched others.  Strangers mostly.  Forms of those I have chosen to create.  For one reason or another that when brought back to reality, I can’t explain.

But, do you?  do you have a fantasy that you can’t shake?  A fantasy so strong that it controls your desires?  When does it stop being a fantasy and turns into a fetish?  Outside of unicorns and transforming frogs, is there a difference?  Once your sexual desires control your fantasies, are you then a member of the fetish population?

Hmmm….

Do you have a fantasy…or is it a fetish?  By definition, fantasy is merely something that comes from your imagination whereas fetish (for our sexual purposes only) is something so nonsexual like an object or body part which arouses sexual desire or is necessary for one to reach full sexual satisfaction

xoxooxoxoox

NN

The Chronicles part xv

My hands trembled as I reached for the perfume bottle…my favorite…dabbing it on.
I rubbed my hands down my side smoothing the silky fabric.
I was nervous…but was it nerves or anticipation.
Years of yearning…years of exploration
My hunger to be subsided…to be satiated.
I wanted him….
I wanted him to touch me again
to hold me again
to make me cum…again.
It’s time to go…I can’t be late!

The sound of the doorbell startles me.
I hesitate to answer it. 
I can’t waste time in leaving.
Once again, the melodious chime echos.

Handsomely dressed, a man waits for my answer.

Slowly I open the door….
“Mam…Are you ready?”
I stare blankly…searching my mind for any help of this stranger’s knowledge of me.
Easing my confusion he confesses….
“I am here to drive you…do you have your key?”
A smile crosses my lips…”Yes, I’m ready.”

The stranger opens the door of the sleek black limousine.
I slide in across the warmed leather seats…the black contrasting with my pink fabric.
The door closes, and I settle in.
I accept the glass of wine…delicious poison.
Beside me sits a beautifully wrapped package, large red bow, my name on the name tag.

I love presents….

With one tug, the bow falls helplessly to the seat.
Carefully examining the contents, I pull out my reward.
A very delicate black eye mask….so soft to the touch.
As I examine my gift, the driver looks over his shoulder and instructs me to wear it…Now.

Nerves are nonexistent, but my anticipation takes flight.

Sitting in warmth and darkness…the car begins towards its destination.

The ride takes turns that become unfamiliar to me….

I finish my wine…and wait.

The car stops.  As I reach for the face…wanting to unmask my curiosity…I am instructed…Not yet.

He opens my door and the night air flows over me.
Goosebumps arise.
The thin fabric of my nightie provides little warmth…the nightie for the Lingerie Ball….

Still in darkness, my handsome stranger leads me away from the car.

At the end of a paved path, he removes my mask.
What stands before me is new.  I have never seen this quaint cottage.  Very picturesque and dainty.  Fresh roses ornate the doorway.  I come to realize that this party will only be for two….

“Your key, milady.”

I reach into my purse and retrieve the tiny brass object…and unlock the door.

The smell of roses flooded my senses.
The room was filled with vases and vases of roses.
Every color….
Every style….
All mine….

My breath catches as I see him.
Standing naked in the doorway of the bedroom, he beckons me.
Dropping my purse, stepping out of my heels, my body floats to him.
Meeting me in the hallway…he kisses me.
My senses mingle with the smell of the roses and his masculinity.
Taking my hand, he guides me….

The large tub carefully holding onto its contents as the bubbles try to escape.
Wine filled glasses wait….

“Allow me,” he suggests.

With a nod, he slips the thin straps from my shoulder, one at a time…allowing the  negligee to sweep down catching only seconds over my breasts before landing softly in the floor.

I stand naked before him….

Following his lead, I step into the warm water next to him.
I find my wine…toasts his glass…and drink.
My body is flushed and warmed.
His cock brushes my leg….

“I can’t wait…” I proclaim.
“But you must…I have more for you,” He whispers.

Finishing our wine…finishing our bath…finishing falling in love…he helps me out.
Drying my soft flesh…he guides me once again.

“Close your eyes please.”

I do as requested….
Without seeing, I smell.  The roses again but this time mixed with vanilla. 
I can feel the warmth of the room.
Uncovering my eyes, I see heaven.

The room only lightened by the flickering of candles…the vanilla.
The bed covered not with the finest linens…but of the velvet petals of roses.
A bed of red rose petals…
Dropping his hand, I reach the bed.
Ready…ready for him.
Ready for the blossoming of his cock inside my flower.

Gently his towel falls…exposing his hunger.
The sight of his swelling causes my own mouth to water…my pussy to tighten.
I try to make my way to his cock….to love it…to enclose my fevered mouth upon him.  To taste his thickened rod… But he reaches the bed first.
He lowers me to my back tracing my body with his hands…my legs, thighs, sides, breasts, face. 
Reaching my mouth, straddling my hips, he traces my lips with his finger.
He kisses me….
I feel the warmth flush over me from the heat of his mouth.
His hand continues to explore my scented flesh.
Slowly he makes his way to my mouth….
His knees rest easily beside my ears and lowers his cock into my waiting mouth.
My jaws stretch to receive my treat.
My tongue swirls gently, dauntingly, temptingly…until the first drops of cum emerge.
I can hear him moan causing me to deepen myself on my mission…to please him.
His hand drifts…drifts to my pussy. 
His fingers slide inside…the magical room echoes with our pleasure.

Carefully pulling his glistening cock from my mouth, he lowers his body on top of mine.  Allowing me to feel the weight of him…the soft brushes of his skin.
I close my eyes to remember this moment…to remember the years of lust…all to be released.
A tiny tear slips from my eye…I cannot hide it.

“This may be our last night together, but you have branded yourself into my heart…..seared my soul.  A moment of lust, turned to love…I will never experience this with another.  This night is bittersweet…you are all that I want…all that I have dreamt of…and I thank you for letting me drink of you tonight, for I will always savor this night.”

And with those words, he thrust his cock deep…stretching my wanting walls…leaving me gasping for air.
Looking me in my eyes he tells me, “You have taken my breath away….”
With every rhythmic thrust, I give him my all.  All my desires.
All my fantasies, I share with him.
He makes love to me, to all of me
My heart, mind, and soul are saturated with him….

The petals on the bed crushing under our weight, aromatizing the moment.
I feel as if I am one…the ethereal beauty…his to remember with every passing rose.

He lifts my hips and pulls me close.
The tip of his cock rubbing my cervix….oh, delicious!
He rocks me along his shaft, rubbing my g-spot with his manhood…watching my clit swell.
My body shudders, my pussy vibrates, my juices drench his throbbing cock.
He erupts, sending shivers over his body, sending his creamy load to bathe with mine….

Gently pulling his cock from me, he takes me in his arms.
As he tucks my hair behind my ear I whisper, “I will always love you.”
And, with that, he kisses me deep stirring the passion deep from within with a primordial force.
With a quick glance at the clock…we still have some time before morning, before my driver returns.

The Chronicles part xiv

Valentine’s Escape

You are cordially invited

Inside you will find the key

To unlock true loves

Desire….

Such simple words…I stood confused.

I turned the envelop over for a hint…but none was found.

Then I heard the drop…the drop of a key.

Following helplessly to the ground, a scripted piece of tissue paper floated.

Carefully manicured, the words held a secret…time, place, costume.

Standing confused and pondering the sender, my head snapped at the sound of my phone.

Answering the call, I hear Him whisper…Did you get my invitation?

Instead of feeling my knees go weak with girlish butterflies, I felt my body ignite!

I stood staring at the phone wondering how only a voice could warm my entire being.

Yes…I whisper back…But,

No…No buts…just do it!

But…I dreamt of you last night.

I dreamt of stealing away…stealing time.

I dreamt of exploring your body with my tongue.

I dreamt of kissing your breath away.

I dreamt of loving your cock in my mouth.

I dreamt of you….

Oh, my dear, he returns…As sure as I am that the sun will warm my skin…the water will quench my thirst…and the aroma of flowers saturate me when I think of you…we will have your dream.

Now…don’t be late…he makes his final command.

The Chronicles part xiii

I dug in deep…I dug in deep to stay grounded for the rest of the day.  I wanted to cave…to give in…to shout to all.

But I must remain silent.

I must place our passion hidden and out of sight…

My body continues to yearn for more…for more of him!

I concentrated hard to stay focused on my patient…I had to.

I poured myself into my job, blocking out what was happening around me.

A soft whisper….

I did not see him sit beside me.

I feel my insides melt.

Deep breath in…I hold on to my composure.

Good Morning…I whisper back, knowing my cheeks are heated and flushed.

I stare at my nurse’s notes and him at the chart…but the intensity is electrifying.

Under my breath…I purr.

“My pussy remembers…remembers your touch.  My heart remembers…remembers your words.  My soul remembers…remembers the ignition.  You have left my body starving…starving for more of you.”

Yes…he simply answers.

“You shall have me.  My days are nearing an end here and with regret and remorse, you will not go with me.  My soul craves for more of you…to taste your pussy…to fuck you.”

The Chronicles part xii

As the phone dangled…I walked out the door.

Blindly I drove to work.

I know where he called from.

I recognized the echo of his office phone.

I have called that number many times….

Secretly I make my way up the back stairs.

I see him….

He sees me.

Slowly I slide past the partially opened door of the xray room and wait inside.

The door cautiously pushes opened and then back shut almost instantly.

The automatic locks click as the XRAY IN USE light illuminates.

My keys fall to the floor…but I don’t hear them.

With my back against the wall, he takes my breath away.

His mouth covers mine and the sweet taste  inside slips in.

His hands warm my cheeks and his tongue explores mine.

My hands firmly holds his ass as I press him close to me…hoping to sear an imprint of his body onto mine.

Hungrily he releases my face and pulls my shirt off exposing more of me.

With a quick snap, my bra falls helpless off my shoulders releasing my soft mounds.

As if starving, he sucks my nipples and nibbles them to perfect erection.

Holding me against the wall so I do not fall….

My moans and purrs feeding him….

His teeth releases the drawstring of my pants…loosening just enough.

His mouth returns to mine as he slides his hand down my belly, across my  nether lips, and into my waiting pussy.

My pussy clamps down tight almost cumming on touch…the longing brimming and dripping.

Slowly he enters more fingers as my pubic bone rests in the palm of his hand…His fingers FUCK ME.

As he thrusts my pussy, he tastes my neck leaving a trail as hot as lava.

His whispers are heavy and leaves me panting even more.

“As the roses bloom in summer, I wait to bloom in you.  As the rain falls in spring, I thirst for the wetness”

As a final thrust from his hand, my clit ignites, my body caves, and I collapse.  As my pussy cums around his fingers, I fall into him faint.

He catches me with his kiss….

The Chronicles part xi

The shrill ring of the phone snaps me back to the moment….
I sit quietly in the bay window watching the rain fall.
I am propped on melancholy and memories.
My body still tingles from your touch….
A stolen moment under the stars.

The persistent ringing echos again!
Snapping my attention once more.

Unknown number….

But the ringing won’t stop.

“Hello?”

“Hello” answers back….

My heart races!

I know that voice…that hypnotizing melody.

“Doc?”

“Are you alone?”

Yes I mumble back…my voice catching in the back of my throat……imploring his call.

I squeeze my eyes closed so I can visualize his eyes…..lips as he speaks to me.  I reach out for the kitten that is curled in the corner of the window.  The kitten named Doc.

You know my time is short he reminds me…my mind takes me back to the day he told me he was leaving…….and I squeeze them shut once more as tears begin to well.

“You have intoxicated me…when I am near you, I am drunk.  When I am apart, your image is all I see.  When I kiss another’s lips, there is no sweetness.  My body is cold from the remembrance of our dance.  You must be a part of me…I must own you.”

My breathing is quick and my mind is blurry.

The supression of feelings…about to be explored?

I drop the handset….