Friday, January 13, 2017

CABIN REUNION

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Isn't this the part where we rip each other's clothes off...kissing and panting like savages hovering over a corpse? Then why am I still sitting here, hours after your departure, staring at the rain pouring down the windows causing the Chicago skyline lights to look blurred.

For the life of me I can't figure out how it all got started. Where the yelling began and the love ended. I just wish for your presence right now. Turning down the lights I wrap myself in your favorite blanket and your scent takes me back.


Ironically it rained that day too and after a day filled with good food, drinks, childhood friends, and many debates over every topic from Zimmerman to the Kanye/Kim headlines we found ourselves in front of the crackling fire place...awake while everyone else staying in the cabin that weekend was asleep.


A class reunion in the mountains...what a unique idea. Lucky for me the trip was only a four hour drive. Being the first to arrive meant I got to pick the best room with the best king size bed and Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. At 1 a.m. it was just you and I, a bottle of Cristal, a cozy fire and conversation to match. I remember thinking how cute it was that after ten years you still had those dimples deep enough to swim in. Clattering thunder brought me back to our conversation.


We both began to feel the excitement of the day and the Cristal starting to wear on us and decided it was time to turn in. I thought it was very sweet of you to walk me to my room only to find out your room was right across the hall. Saying our good nights I leaned against my door once inside and gleaned at the thought of my attraction to you and hoped you felt the same way.



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Soon the fragrance of sweet pea and lavender began to fill my room as I filled the tub preparing for a hot bath. Candles lit around the bathroom and smooth R&B oldies played on the radio. I relaxed, eyes closed, and let my mind drift. Before I knew it you were before me sitting on the other side of the tub facing me and caressing my feet.

As Luther Vandross began to belt out the lyrics of "If Only for One Night" you lifted my foot to your mouth suckling my toes and sent a surge of tension through my body. Clapping thunder brought me out of my dream and reminded me that I was alone in this massive Jacuzzi.


Trying to watch a movie I finished the Cristal that had been left in every room as a welcoming gift. Pillows between my legs weren't working and I was craving more spirits and maybe a piece of you would be nice but I settled for a snack. Throwing on my silk robe, bought specifically for this trip, I yanked my door open in frustration and was taken aback seeing you standing there with your fist in the air prepared to knock on my door another bottle of Cristal in your other hand.


Standing there unsure of what to say I stood to the side to let you in but first you handed me the bottle, reached down and produced two clean flutes and a bag of tortilla chips. It made laugh out loud. Standing to the side I gave you a cute curtsy and swept my arm open as if I were a British butler greeting guests.


So polite you asked if you were disturbing me and explained that you only knocked because you saw the light up under the door. "Peeping Tom" I teased and again we were having some laughs and good conversation as we flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch. We decided on "Silence of the Lambs." Hannibal Lecter had me twitching and sent chills down my spine.



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I'm not sure when I dozed off but the sound of the rain and clattering thunder made the cotton sheets even more comfortable. Rolling over to get a better position I realized I had dozed off on your shoulder. You had pulled the heavy blanket over me and such the gentleman you laid on top of the covers. Believing you to be sleep I smiled into your shoulder.


"Good morning" you said with eyes still closed. Informing you that it was still dark out side you informed me of the time and it was well after four in the morning "well good morning" I giggled. Looking down at me with one eye closed I'm sure you could feel my smile shining through in my eyes. I'm not sure why I felt so comfortable in your company but soon I was nuzzling my face into your chest. Re-positioning we were both now laying on our sides, heads resting on our palms, staring at each other speaking with our eyes. When the tension seemed to be too much I diverted my eyes down along with my head.


The moment you touched my chin and lifted my lips to yours I felt the electric shock and my body melted. As your lips pressed into me harder you positioned yourself under me. Taking in your smell pulled me closer to the edge and a breath escaped my lips. When you kissed my neck and began to nibble across my jaw line.


Your arms felt so strong holding me close and before long your mouth was on mine. Skillfully moving your tongue around inside my mouth soft throaty moans released from beyond my control. Another roll and then you're on top pinning my arms up on each side of my face. Closing my eyes tight I felt your warm kisses first on my forehead then my eyelids, my cheek and then my earlobe and I just couldn't hold it. The surge of electricity started at my shoulders and shot straight down my back causing me to arch my body into yours. With the blanket still between us those strong hands rested in the arch of my back, Just thinking about it now makes my body jump as if I've been electrocuted. 


Lining my neck with tiny kisses your throaty moans made me more eager to feel you inside me. My panting eased when you began to kiss my shoulder and soon you were gazing down in my eyes intently and directing me to breathe. "Is that why I feel so lightheaded?" I thought. Keeping my gaze you pulled your shirt over your head and helped me take my arms out of my robe. Your eyes looked at me as if you were seeing right through me and I could feel myself blush.


Taking me by surprise you stood straight up in the bed. "When did you take your pants off but damn nice thighs...good lord" I thought. Taking your out stretched hand I stood and let you help me out of my gown. A couple of babies and time had affected my body but all I could see was my beauty in your eyes. When we laid back down this time both of us on top of the covers and your weight on top of me. Reading the alarm in my eyes you reached to the night stand and retrieved the blue foil package I was hoping you had. Sliding it on and then in me with ease you seemed at home and I thankful to have you there. 



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When the sun rose we drew the blinds and curtains causing our night to last longer. We explored each other for the rest of the weekend forgetting a lot of the events that were planned for the group. We got totally lost in each other. I can still feel your warm breath on the back of my neck as you maneuvered in and out of me and your hands that massaged my jewel until my body convulsed and fell limp in your arms.

Years later you still have the same affect on me. But now here I am alone longing for you to touch me. Wishing I could take all of my words back. Praying the verbal daggers didn't hit deep enough to injure us forever. 


Refusing to sit here in my misery I know there's a bottle of Cristal out there with my name on it. Throwing my coat over my shoulder and grabbing my umbrella I yanked the door open in frustration and there you stand. Soaking wet holding a bottle of Cristal, fist in the air prepared to knock, and tortilla chips in hand and instantly something warm heats up inside me and as I stand to the side, I give a small curtsy and sweep my arms open as if I am a British butler greeting guests. You walk in and its a reunion in the cabins all over again.



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Thursday, June 11, 2015

Dance Class

I laid there staring at the ceiling…listening...listening to the birds chirping and the heavy snores escaping Jacob's lips. So much time had passed. No longer captain of the football team and homecoming queen. We were simply Eveline and Jacob...the Davis's. The school teacher and the construction worker. We ate oatmeal, toast and a boiled egg every morning. Jacob always had orange juice and a cup of coffee with two sugars and no crème while I opted for tea. He read his paper while I watched the birds out the kitchen window and dreamed they'd take me with them each time they flew away. A quick peck to my forehead and Jacob would head for the door. As I began to count down "5...4...3...2...1" Jacob always forgot his lunch box and I was always waiting, lunch box in hand. "Thanks babe" but this time a stiff peck to the cheek and he was gone for the day.

Sometimes, after he left, I'd watch him, from the kitchen window, and I'd remember us young and carefree. No resemblance to the people we are now. A deep sigh and off to work I'd go. Most days I rode to the school in a daze. Numb and not really remembering driving the route to get there. Even working with the kids became mundane. The same students always acted out, same students did their homework, and the same students didn't do their homework. The only thing I looked forward to everyday was my lunch break with Rosa. Rosa was another teacher at Tindon Elementary and my dearest friend. Complete opposites didn't even begin to describe us. Where Rosa had long sexy legs and wore skirts that accentuated her curves I always made sure my skirts touched my ankles. Rosa always showed off her well endowed top while turtlenecks were my favorite all year round. Rosa drove a drop top mustang and I drove a minivan and I don't even have kids!

I enjoyed listening to Rosa tell me about her dates and the places her male "friend" for the moment had taken her. I knew Jacob loved me but he just didn’t have a romantic gene. He just didn't see the need for romantic get away's "we can do the same things at home" he'd say. If I mentioned eating out I'd have to listen to a barrage of complaints about how all restaurants over charged and were infested with vermin "besides you cook better than them any day babe" he'd said on many occasions. So I just stopped asking and took joy in travel magazines and Rosa’s stories.

            "So what are you doing for your birthday" Rosa asked

            "I normally make my favorite...meatloaf and Jacob gets me a cupcake with a candle in it. He buys Red Velvet. This one time he got me one of those trick candles...I just kept blowing and blowing...it was hilarious. We cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie or something." After some silence I looked up at Rosa who was just staring at me as if amazed with her mouth hanging open

            "What" I asked

            "I am waiting for you to tell me your plans for your birthday not your grandma's" Rosa sat waiting bucking her eyes as if it would make my plans change.

            "Jacob and I have a tradition" I said trying not to laugh at Rosa's facial expressions.

            "Oh no birthday Nookie...no dinner at a nice restaurant...just a cupcake, meatloaf, and a movie that nine times out of ten Jacob falls asleep on?" Rosa sat staring at me in pure amazement again bucking her eyes wide. Blushing I just shook my head "Eveline if you could do, have, or go anywhere and anything for your birthday what would it be?" Rosa asked. This wasn't hard for me at all "DANCE LESSONS" I blurted out so fast and so loud some of the other teachers looked in our direction. Rosa began to laugh "then why don't you" she asked. "Oh please Jacob would never take dance lessons and I would never have the nerve to go alone" I said with obvious disappointment on my face and taking a bite of my salad.

            "I'll go" Rosa said excitedly "it'll be fun...I'll even pay...My birthday gift to you." Rosa had no idea how she had just made my day. I agreed as she explained how she'd get us in a class for the weekend and then call me this evening with the details.

            "Dance lessons?" Jacob asked after I had finished my phone conversation with Rosa that evening "Eve we can't afford that and who's gonna be here to eat dinner with me?" He asked. I refused to make eye contact with him. It was so easy for me to give in and forget my plans if I looked him in the eye "Jacob please I really want to do this" I said with my head hanging down moving the mashed potatoes around on my plate "I'll make sure we can have an early dinner and Rosa is giving it to me as a birthday gift" finally gathering enough courage to look him in the eye "Please Jake" I pleaded. We sat there staring at each other for a few seconds "lord please let him just say yes" I thought. Jacob took a bite of his fried chicken and chewed while still staring at me until I looked back down at my potatoes.

            "Fine Eveline...If this is what you want...fine." Jacob began to use his fork to stab at his green beans in frustration and shoveled a large amount in his mouth "just make sure you're not late getting in and don't even think about asking me to go to none of dem damn classes when Rosa backs out" he said with a mouth full of food and pointing his fork at me I shook my head excitedly and we finished our dinner in silence and beaming on the inside.



ONE MONTH LATER:





            "Dance class?" Jacob asked standing behind me with one arm blocking the door way.

            "Yes Jake...you say that every weekend" I said as I applied my makeup and watched him in the small mirror on my dresser. It only took one class and I was hooked. The class was so much fun. At first I was so nervous and clumsy and kept stepping on Raul's, my instructors, toes. Although I'm sure he was sore and frustrated by the end of the night he never complained. Something about the classes just made me feel young and sexy again. I knew Jacob could see a difference in me and even took interest in the class when after learning the salsa I came home and practically ripped his clothes off.

Jacob attended one class and after seeing how Raul danced with me and touched me he insisted if I wanted to keep taking classes that I get a female instructor. Although I thought it was funny and somewhat refreshing to know he was jealous I agreed and started taking a later class with Tessa, Raul's sister. I just loved to dance. It was my outlet so whatever the stipulation I was game as long as he didn't try to stop me.

            "Tessa's class?" He asked. I giggled on the inside.

            "Yes Jake...Tessa's class...she's going to pick me up and drop me off." I said reassuringly. When I heard Tessa blow her horn I jumped up and grabbed my purse.

            "Whoa Whoa Whoa" Jacob said shaking his head and holding his hands up in the "stop" position "what the hell is this" he asked looking me up and down. I had bought a new dress earlier that afternoon. Hell I deserved it and was tired of the long skirts and turtlenecks. A V-necked black wrap around dress that stopped right above my knee is what Rosa helped me pick out. Nothing fancy or too fitted just different for me.

            "Jake stop it" I giggled as I picked up my gym bag "Tessa and I are going for drinks after class and no...I won't be late." Before he could say another word I gave him a stiff peck to the lips and out the door I went.

            Tessa's class was never very full because of the late time slot and most times it consisted of one or two couples. Tonight an engaged couple, preparing for their first dance at their upcoming wedding, were in the class. They didn't stay the full two hours but they were nice and danced well together. You could really see their love for each other. Tessa had a few things to finish up in her office before she could leave so I turned on some Kenny G and practiced my Waltz in the large mirror that covered the wall. I had become so comfortable in my own skin and with the movements I danced with my eyes closed and felt like I was gliding. I imagined myself in a ball gown and Jacob in a tux swinging me around the dance floor. The smooth sounds of the saxophone made my insides tingle and my skin feel like silk as the beat went up tempo. As the beat slowed back down I slowed my sway and just then I felt a soft hand rest on the side of my face tilting my head to the side.



Wrapped up in my own imagination I felt Jacob place one hand on my waist and then with his other hand he stretched my arm out to my side. I placed my hand over his at my waist bending my elbow and held on to the tips of his fingers gently with my outstretched arm. I felt like an eagle soaring through the sky as he led me, from behind, around the dance floor. I was the birds I once watched out my kitchen window. Free to go where ever I wanted. Kenny G began a riff that made his saxophone sound like ripples over and over again and Jacob began to spin me around and around and just as the music stopped Jacob stopped my spin and swiftly pulled me into him and before I knew what was happening my hands were at each side of his face welcoming his tongue into my mouth. Only it wasn't Jacob...it was Tessa. Tessa and me...she and I...in a full blown kiss...right there in the middle of the dance floor. Why wasn't I stopping her? Why wasn't I controlling me? In that moment Tessa was awakening something in me that I had never felt before. Never had I looked at her in this way and there I was throwing caution to the wind and loving every moment of it.



When Art of Noise came through the speakers we broke apart and simply stared at each other in silence. The red lipstick I wore was now hers to wear. What could I say? What should I do? Where could I run to since she was my ride? I was definitely going to need that drink. I just stood there staring with my breath caught in my chest.

            "I'll get the lights and lock up ...meet you at the car" Tessa said but I didn't move and although I tried to respond nothing came out. "Eveline...Eveline?" She snapped her fingers in my face "bathroom" was all I could say before I grabbed my bag and ran off to the locker rooms before she could respond.

The cold towel felt so refreshing as I dabbed my face and chest. I stared at myself in the mirror as I began to take my dance attire off and put back on my dress. I stood there for a moment just looking at myself with just my panty and bra on, my dress in hand, thinking nothing in particular just staring. When Tessa's hand crept up my body from behind and caressed my erect nipple through my bra. Air escaped my mouth and I felt my head lean back in pure ecstasy as I closed my eyes and prepared myself to give in to whatever she had in store for me.

A loud thud brought me back to consciousness. My gym bag had hit the floor and I was alone in the locker room. With only my panties and bra on and my dress in my hand I realized there was no Tessa, no hands, just me and a throbbing between my legs.

            "Knock Knock" Tessa said as she cracked the locker room door open "you alright in here." I hurriedly put my dress on, tying it at the side, and turned the water off in the sink "Ummm yeah I'm good I'll be ready in a sec" I called back to her but she didn't respond. When I heard the locker room door close I turned the water back on and submerged my towel in the icy water.

            "You sure you okay" Tessa whispered from behind me. Her mouth so close to my neck I could feel her breath causing every hair on my body to stand up. Staring at each other through the mirror I was frozen in place. I locked eyes with her and shook my head answering her unasked question giving her permission to put her lips on me once again to which she obliged. Every sense in my body exploded as water continued to fill in the sink. Her hands moved down my body and she began to lower herself until all I could see were her eyes peeking over my shoulder again silently asking my permission to go further to which I again shook my head granting her permission. Tessa eased her hands up the curve of my back and gently pulled on my ponytail as she laced the small of my back with tiny bites, through my dress, that stung in pure exotic arousal. As cold water spilled over and splashed on my bare feet Tessa only went lower and began gracing my inner thighs with her bites. I gripped the sink for support as Tessa remained on her knees, pressing my thighs further apart with her body as water flooded the floor. Her bites stopped and I felt her warm breath on my thighs. Her fingertips barely touching my skin I was ready to explode.

Tessa glided both of her hands up my thighs and removed my soaked panties slowly and deliberately down my legs making a sloshing noise and they hit the puddle of water that had formed on the floor. I felt my nails grip the sides of the sink harder when Tessa clipped my pearl in between her index and middle finger. Only she didn't use her fingertips but instead used the space between her top and middle knuckle in a kneading rotation. My head dropped and my hair fell to the sides causing the tips to dip into the water. On the inside of my thigh Tessa used her palm to lift my leg up and balance on the sink.



Her fingers skillfully glided inside of me causing a soft moan to escape my lips. Water began to splash over the front of my dress as Tessa began to slam her fingers inside of me over and over again causing my body to jerk back and forth until warmness surged through my body and released on her fingers. My knees gave way and Tessa was there to catch me. She laid me down in the cold water on my back. Her deep stare made me uncomfortable and when I began to squirm she untied my dress from the side and steadied my body with her palm on my belly.

She leaned down as if coming for my mouth and instead lifted the bottom of my bra with her teeth and began to suck my nipple. She slammed two of her fingers inside of me probing and massaging my G-spot while biting my nipple. My back and feet arched off the floor. I heard what sounded like screams and moans echo through the locker room but I didn't recognize them as my own even though I knew they were.

            "Un-Uh" Tessa moaned but never stopped sucking and slamming. I closed my eyes tight when release after release consumed my body. I latched my legs around Tessa and filled her mouth with my tongue as she gripped my wet hair pulling me closer to her. Laying there in the cold water her panting on top of me and me beneath her I heard Jacob's chuckle. I rolled over coming to my senses realizing there was no Tessa, no locker room, and no water. Just my sweaty body lying next to Jacob as he fought to catch his breath.


            "The dance lessons can definitely stay" he managed through small pants of breath before drifting into a deep snore and leaving me to bask in my fantasies. "Yes" I thought "the dance lessons can definitely stay!"

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Pixy

Two months had been too long to be apart. I knew we all had to make a living but why did he have to make his living so far away from his family and most importantly away from total appearance m our bed. Sitting in the window sipping my favorite chilled Pinot Grigio I could hardly contain myself. My hand twitched because I wanted to call every five minutes just to see how close he was to the house.

When I spotted his head lights coming down the parking lot something inside me jumped and I became alert. Hurriedly I stripped from my gown and left on the lingerie I had on underneath. I turned on the television and pretended I was not bubbling over with excitement. My foot tapped ferociously against the arm of the sofa while I waited for him to put his key in the door.



I could hardly wait another second and just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore I heard his key in the door. His tall massive frame stepped in the house and with a wide grin he just stared at me for what seemed like hours. Of course I didn’t mind the opportunity to visually take in every inch of him. I noted that tomorrow I would retwist his locs but right now I wanted the muscles that peeked from underneath the sleeve of his t-shirt wrapped around me. My body yearned to have his tall muscular chocolate body to pin me to the wall so I couldn’t escape his love.

                “Hi” he said in his very sexy baritone voice
                “Hi” I replied slowly. One word but it was covered in sex and desire for this man that I loved.

He winked at me and that sent my hormones raging. I jumped from the couch and right into his arms. His hands gripped my ass as I wrapped my legs around his body. He stood there in the middle of the floor with his tongue down my throat. My arms wrapped around his neck and hands running through his locs. He walked to the couch still kissing me as he sat down on the sofa. He kissed my neck, bit my shoulders and grabbed the back of my neck while he kissed me harder.

I could barely catch my breath when he released me. He let me know he was going to shower and asked me to have a drink waiting for him when he got out. Happily I obliged. When he finished his shower I felt his presence and his eyes near me before he spoke a word. I stood with my back to him sipping wine and staring out the window.

                “Hey you” he said from behind me. When I turned around a deep gasp escaped my chest and I finished the wine that was in my glass with one gulp. He stood there with a seductive look in his eyes, beads of water dancing on his shoulders while he stroked the long black muscle in between his legs. When he winked his eye and bit his bottom lip I thought my legs would give out. His sexiness hit me in the pit of my stomach.

                “Come here” he instructed. Still stroking his sex I took my first step. Something in the way he looked at me made me feel uneasy there was a change in his total appearance.  His gentleness had left and he looked chiseled, cold and calculating.

               “Crawl” he instructed in a stern voice that let me know it was about to go down “slowly” he said with all seriousness. I knelled down to the floor on all fours and began crawling to him very slowly arching my back all the way to him. “That’s it” he whispered taking a deep gulp of the whiskey I had poured him. When I finally reached him and began to stand he pushed me back to the floor “no no you get up when I say” he said still stroking his chocolate love stick in my face. “Open wide” he instructed. I slowly tilted my head back and allowed him to fill my throat with his hardness.

                “Now work” he commanded. I slowly moved up and down his shaft using the force of my jaws to bring him in and out of my mouth.

                “Ahhh that’s it” he said in a deep throaty moan “take it all” he wanted the full experience and I wanted to give it to him. I released him and ran my tongue up and down each side of his love and twirled my tongue around the sides. I stroked him with my hands until he was stiff. I took him into my throat not allowing the gagging to stop me. I kept taking more and more of him inside my mouth while massaging him with my tongue. He began to palm my hair and guide my head back and forth as he literally fucked the walls of my throat.

He began to pull my hair and pump into my mouth harder. Saliva slid down his shaft and wet my hands as I twisted them in opposite directions to jag him off. Abruptly he pushed me back and pulled out of my mouth. Reaching into the nearby closet he removed two leather belts. I braced myself scared he was going to hit me. He must have seen the fear in my eyes because he kissed my lips and told me he wasn't going to hurt me “as long as you do as you’re told” he added.

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                “Lay on the bed…spread your arms out across the bed.”
I did as I was told. He stood at the sides of the bed and tied my hands to a bed post on each side of me but left my feet untied.

                “No matter what don’t move.” I watched him rifle through his duffle bag and produce a small purple plastic bag. He laid the bag on the bed then went to the drawer and pulled out Mandingo and Pixy. Mandingo was just that and needed no explanation as to what he did and would do to me. My favorite toy was seven inches of thick chocolate vibrating pleasure. Pixy, my pretty pink tickler, had seven speeds and instantly caused me to let go when placed on the right spot. Pixy caused my pearl to stand stiff. A knot instantly formed in my stomach. He read my mind…he knew my body. He had molded it into his own personal sex toy.

                “Remember no matter what don’t move.” He crossed the room and went into the bathroom. When he came back he had a small bottle of baby oil in his hand and when I looked at his beautiful dark chocolate face he wore a smirk on his face that let me know he was going to make up for the distance and the time he had spent away. Using only one hand he directed me to lift my bottom and laid the towel underneath me. Instantly I felt my moisture when he lowered his face to my trimmed bush. He blew his breath on me and my bottom wiggled a bit.
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                “Don’t move…you’ll pay for your disobedience later if you keep moving.” He lowered his head and this time he parted the lips of my sex and aggressively spit on it. I anticipated his tongue but only felt his fingers massaging my pearl and insides. When he took his fingers out of me he reached up and made me taste and lick my own juices. I could see the smirk on his face as he locked eyes with me and watched me carefully lick his fingers making sure I didn't miss a drop.

                “Good girl” he growled. He pushed my legs open and picked up Mandingo. He poured baby oil down my pearl and I felt it ooze down my ass. Giving me a devilish grin he pushed Mandingo into my glory hole without warning. My reflexes immediately caused my body to jump. There in that one movement I experienced pain and pleasure all at one time.

                “I told you not to move. I told you you’d pay for it. You will fuck me but every time you move it will only take me longer to cum inside you…got it?” I merely shook my head to acknowledge that I understood as he held my gaze.

                “You don’t want the purple bag…trust me.”

As he maneuvered Mandingo in and out opening me further and further my body warmed all over. I gripped the belts tightly to help me stay still as he thrust Mandingo inside me with all the force he could muster till Mandingo was fully inserted. Just when I thought he was ready to be inside me he thrust Mandingo so far inside me I used my legs to try and back up and away.

                “Sweetie I told you you’d pay if you were disobedient and you are being such a bad girl.” He shoved Mandingo further inside me and left him there. More baby oil mixed with my natural juices and I felt the tip of his tongue whisping across my clit. I screamed out as I began to release. My body began to shake and when I opened my eyes he was staring at me with so much lust and desire in his eyes. The corner of his mouth was being held by his teeth.

                “You moved.” His words came in a near whisper.


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I was not done with my release when I heard Pixy turn on first on a low murmur. He bucked his eyes and made a sound as if to ask me if he should leave it there. I shook my head adamantly in agreement pleading with him to leave it on the lowest setting but it was a losing battle. He pressed the button three more times causing Pixy to vibrate more intensely then it had before. No longer could I even tell Pixy was pink in color because of how fast the vibrating motion was going and the intensity of the buzzing sound.

                “Remember don’t move” he reminded me. He licked his thumb and rubbed it around my pearl before placing Pixy directly on to my protruding pearl. At first I was able to hold my jerking. Only making small whimpering sounds like a wounded animal.

                “Good girl” he said then spiked it up another speed. He put baby oil in his hand and began stroking his Mandingo. His smirk let me know that he knew exactly what he was doing. Watching him stroke his lengthy piece drove me crazy. I felt my pearl harden up against a vibrating Pixy and I knew what was next.

                “Come on baby…cum for Daddy” I tried to hold it. I knew what Pixy would cause me to do. He stopped stroking himself and began moving my anal partner around. Then he turned Mandingo onto his highest setting while doing the same with Pixy. Now every part of my body was tingling and ready to explode. The sensations of pleasure and ecstasy shot through my body. I pulled on the belts so hard the bed shook and when I called out his name he knew I was there! He began to move both Pixy and Mandingo at the same time. Pixy twirled and vibrated my pearl while Mandingo penetrated my glory till my body was warm and pricklely.
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“That’s it baby…You better not move” he said and with my eyes closed I could tell he was smiling.
Was this man insane? The thing stirring up inside me was going to shake, rattle and roll my body and I couldn't control it. He pressed Pixy down on my clit and when I felt his mouth on my nipple it was over.

                “Agghhhh Daddy” I screamed through clinched teeth as I pulled on the belts so tight my wrist’s stung. My body bucked and rolled as I seemed to be releasing from all over. When it was done and I lay there still shaking, arms still tied to the bed with my knees pulled to my chest and Mandingo inside of me making me convulse intermittently and still vibrating inside me. All that could be heard in the room were the muffled sounds of the pearls inside Mandingo grinding together.

                “I told you not to move. You will fuck me but you've earned what’s in the bag with your disobedience.” I lay still with my eyes closed in pure ecstasy and wished he’d take Mandingo out of me. My body curled in the fetal position begged for a break. I heard the rustling and then I heard clicking like metal being clacked against metal. I was too afraid to even ask or open my eyes. He grabbed my ankles and rolled my body over so hard Mandingo crashed against my walls and caused me to wince.

I heard Pixy turn back on and then felt her on my, now throbbing, clit. As the bed began to shift I could tell he was lowering himself and I felt his tongue twirling around the opening of my sex. He licked and sucked and drove me wild while holding Pixy in place. Without warning I felt a piece of cold metal slide from his mouth inside me and then using his tongue he pushed another inside me. The Ben Wah balls filled me and where I would normally have to move my hips to feel them grind inside me this time it was unnecessary because of their size.

                “Let me help you” he said and began moving them around with his free hand still holding Pixy in place. I could feel them rubbing against a rotating Mandingo. He was definitely making up for being away for two months and I was scared he was stretching me too far.



                “Please Daddy” I begged but he never stopped. He let Pixy go to straddle my chest. He lowered his dick into my mouth “suck” he ordered and I obeyed. Moaning and feeling saliva drip from my mouth onto my chest I looked up at him only to find his eyes locked on me. He reached behind him and gave my leg a slight lift to let me know he wanted me to lift my legs. I obliged and felt a searing delight zip through my body. I closed my eyes tight and allowed more of him to slide into my mouth. Soon even he couldn’t take any more. He slid Mandingo out and replaced him with his own Mandingo. He had no mercy on me and crashed into my body causing the Ben Wah balls to grind and move around until I began to squirt all over him, the bed and my legs. My clit jumped like it had hiccups.

                “Yeah” he growled “that’s it baby…spit dat shit fo daddy” and continued to pump in and out of me. I squeezed my eyes shut causing a tear to fall as I felt his warm thick load release inside me.

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We both laid there…my arms tied and him on top of me. Both of us panting in rhythm hot sweaty bodies stuck together. When he untied me my shoulders were very sore and red rings were present on my wrists. He threw me over his shoulder and carried me caveman style to the bathroom. After removing the Ben Wah balls he ran me a hot shower and massaged my muscles and wrists. His hands were strong yet gentle as he rubbed lotion all over my body. We lay in bed in each other’s arms silent and sexually full from one another. Yeah two months had definitely proved to be worth the wait.

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Monday, December 1, 2014

Raindrops

The heat of this summer was starting to get to me. Fans strategically placed around the house still didn't help my body from perspiring and the sheets from sticking to my body. Sleep wasn't coming easy...I tossed and turned angrily in my bed. Fighting with pillows and kicking extra blankets to the floor. I simply couldn't find any relief.

The moon was shining so bright the lines of the blinds found their shadow on my body. Another cool shower and I was relaxed enough to give sleep another try. I dreamed of raindrops that hit my skin and took me to ecstasy and I danced in an open space in a soaked thin cotton gown. Wetness never felt so good. Never made my muscles tense all over my body, butterflies tingle in the pit of my stomach and a release that caused air to escape my lips till all I could do was use my hands to grip my shoulders and hold myself in place.


I looked around to find shelter from the this rain that was giving me the most intense feelings I had ever felt but something was restricting my movements. Instinctively I moved my hands down landing them into a pillowie bed of soft locs that seemed to be swaying from side to side brushing against the inside of my thigh. A deep inhale and my nostrils filled with the smell of lust and my own sex. Moving my hands further down I twirled earlobes around and outlined muscular shoulders and arms until I found the source of my movement restriction. His palms so wide they covered my hips. Fingers that pressed into my skin and held my hips in place so my sweet sex could be devoured.

Again I felt my muscles tense and a release of love from my body so strong my mouth opened but no sound came out. When the fingers released my hips I feared it wouldn’t return but quickly felt my opening being massaged and a warm tongue was now replaced with a cold icey one that gently tickled the swollen sex that was now standing stiff. My back arched so deeply a charley horse threatened to form and just as quickly as the fingers were teasing my opening I now felt them deep inside me. The other hand released my hip and placed itself in the arch of my back. Ice melting fast and I felt those butterflies again. This time when my lips parted a soft moan released into the atmosphere. My legs shook and sweat made a road map from my forehead over my eyelid down the side of my cheek. All that could be heard were the flaps of a fan blowing around hot air and soft pants I could not contain.

Soft lips cooled the inside of my thighs and replaced sweat with love. Strong hands gripped my feet and stiff tongue massaged manicured toes. The same tongue that started at the tip of my toes were now swirling small circles around my thighs...sweat dripped down my face and the sheets no longer stuck to my body because of lips that caused my body to twitch and rock from side. Strong palms ran themselves up the sides of my other leg to my thigh past my stomach and pinched my erect nipple. I tried to move away. Using my free leg to push against the bed forcing those palms to take both my feet in their grip and spread my legs apart. Strong and commanding orders dictated by movements went unspoken but obeyed.



Just like the raindrops beads of sweat dripped onto my body and soiled the sheets. There were those palms again pushing my feet causing my knees to touch my chest and my sex to be up in the air. My body soaked with testosterone filled “rain drops.” Kisses that were sweet and salty. A muscle of compassion threatening to penetrate and rest inside me. A purring begging to be penetrated. Fingers and lips competing to see whose pleasure is the best driving all my senses insane and waves to ripple through my body. A surge of energy I’ve never felt before. My body rocked, my throat moaned, and my hands reached out and grabbed fists of air in pure intense intimacy.

Twirling tongue teased and aroused my nipples and the sound of the fan’s soothed. Breath caught in my chest when lips suckled my neck sweetly causing arousing pain. Sweat rolled around and rubbed when body pressed into body. Unable to take another moment I raised my hips and his sex slid right into a snug fit of ecstasy and this time air escaped his parted lips as he pumped into me deeper and deeper with each thrust. Our bodies moved in rhythmic sync. On cue I flipped over to my stomach and felt those palms wipe sweat away from my back only to replace it with constant drips of sweat that fell from his forehead. The sheets felt damp on my face. Strong arms guided my hips as I did a small roll and lead me into a zone. The sound of skin clapping together filled the room and sweat ran down the back of my legs and the back of my knees began to sweat.

Biting down into the pillow I tried to stifle my moans but it only made him thrust harder as if commanding me to scream out. My fist pulled at the sheets and when I thought I couldn’t take anymore I felt him slide into uncharted territory. The pain caused my feet to pound up and down into the mattress like a small child having a tantrum. He had no mercy on me and continued to pound into me. I moaned as my juices soaked him and ran down my thighs. Grabbing a fist full of my hair he guided my back into a full arch and rested my head on his sweaty chest. With my arms draped around his neck his fingers pinching and pulling my nipples he never slowed my muscles tensed around him and when he whispered “let go” in my ear everything inside me released with a deep moan from both him and I until we collapsed to the bed. Panting, sweaty and out of breath.

A loud clatter of thunder scared me and I jumped up in bed. Looking for him to calm me and allow me to snuggle into his chest. My heart sank when I found my bed to be empty and only the smell of sex in the air.

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