Wicked Wednesday #247 — Fifty

Eliza looked at Oscar sitting next to her at the bar. There was no way for her to avoid the feelings that she had for him.Even now.

She had not seen him for awhile, his on and off again relationship with Polly was as complicated as hers with Rafe. Maybe that bonded them, or not, but it was what they were. His thigh pressed to hers was the most intimate thing in the world.

“So Terrence?”

Oscar lifted his brow at her, and she looked down at his thigh that touched hers. The shape of the muscle there.

“It’s hard to describe him,” she said like a teenage girl. “But he is someone I started seeing.”

“Are you in love?”

“I could not be anything less than in love with him.” She answered, looking at his thigh still. “But that does not mean that I am not happy to see you. Does not mean I love you any less…how are you?”

“Good…” Oscar sighed, and the warmth of his breath bathed the nape of her neck.

“I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you,” he concurred.

“How is Polly?”

“She’s Polly, and Rafe?”

“Rafe,” she whispered almost like tears.

Eliza pressed her knee to Oscar’s, thinking about talking to him about Terrence and Rafe…but being so drawn to him. Looking down at his thigh, and thinking about biting him there and love bites she placed upon his thighs before she went down on him. Often she was tempted to bite him there, but she did not. She had been so ravenous for him, that she could not stop nibbling on his flesh.

“I missed you…” she said, the soft confession made her clit throb softly.

Oscar put his hand on her thigh, and Eliza studied the bulge of his veins there…

Fifty-fifty chance of what was going to happen between them…
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Masturbation Monday No. 129

Nichy liked being fisted, she liked the feeling of fullness and she liked the after inside of her. She and Tyler did not have time to do what she would have wanted in the bathroom, but he got three fingers inside of her and she could still feel him there. At her desk, she closed her eyes with the memory, and when she opened them Renee was in front of her.

“Nichy, can I talk to you for a moment?”

Nichy got up and followed her friend. Renee turned and looked at her, before turning around and letting Nichy look at her from behind again.

Everyone watched Renee from behind when she walked.

They walked past the library, and Nichy’s heart stopped for a moment, because she was afraid that Michelle was going to be there.

“I do not even have to ask you,” Renee said, looking at her with wide eyes. “You slept with Michelle, didn’t you?”

Nichy gasped.

“Did she tell you?”

Renee crossed her arms across her chest, and licked her lips. Nichy could not completely register the expression on her face, so she studied Renee unable to speak.

“No,” Renee said. “I just guessed.”

“Are you mad?”

Nichy stared at Renee, widening her own eyes.

“I am not mad about anything Nichy, I just wanted to know because you snuck off…”

“I did not sneak.”

Renee started to walk, and Nichy followed her. Renee turned suddenly, and Nichy bumped into her. Their bodies so close, that Nichy remembered instantly what it was like to be with Renee.

“I slept with her too,” Renee confessed in a rush.

“When?”

“Before. I stayed late with her one night, showing her the ropes of the library and she was hardcore hitting on me. I mean she is gorgeous, and her perfume was all around me and she started playing with the top of my thighs. We left the library door open, but when back into the stacks and had sex,” Renee looked at Nichy with wider eyes than before. “I like sex where you can get caught, but I never had full-out sex like that where I could. We went to her place after, and did it again. I thought she was going home with me that night we were at the bar. But then she went with you.”

“Renee…”

Renee shook her head.

“I am not jealous, I just wanted to know what happened and how I should proceed from here. It wasn’t anything, but now I know it wasn’t anything.”
Michelle walked toward them, a smile on her face.

“Do you girls want to go out for drinks tonight? I think it could be a lot of fun ladies…”
Both Nichy and Renee watched her walk into the library, and then looked at each other…

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Virtual Flesh–My 2017 Eroticon Introduction!!!

Sooooooooo excited to be off to Eroticon in a little over a week! And excited to introduce myself to people who don’t know me–so without further ado:

NAME (and Twitter if you have one)

Leonora—I am @fdotleonora on Twitter!

What are you hoping to get out of Eroticon 2017?

This is my fourth Eroticon which amazes me! The main thing for me, is the feeling that other people had when I first got there as a stranger. I had never been overseas before, and barely knew anyone except the people I met at the pre-conference cocktail party the night before. Now I always go to be close to friends I really only get to see once a year. I love that…

This years schedule at Eroticon is pretty full on but which 4 sessions do you already have marked down as ones you want to attend?

I am a Gemini, it is always a game-time decision!

Tell us one thing about yourself that not many people know?

No one believes me, but I am frightfully shy and I hate to mingle. Eroticon is fairly small, but I have a reason to be there so I am able to mingle…now! I was so shy the first year, I was by myself most of the time and ran back to my hotel room. Last few years? I was barely in my hotel room! 

If you made the papers, what would the headline be?

Something erotic? But not necessarily something I have done!*wink*

If you could have one skill for free (I.e. without practice/time/effort) what would it be?

To speak several languages. I love words, I love connections with words that can be seen across languages. I even like knowing words I cannot use when I play Scrabble or Words With Friends!!!

Complete the sentence: I love it when…

…the plan comes together. Sometimes my process is in so many fragments, and to see it all come together is amazing. Especially when there is teamwork!

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Wicked Wednesday #246 — Valentine

Eliza looked at the heart in her desk, it looked like it was bleeding. It was not the pretty heart drawn on typical valentines. It was an anatomically correct heart, and there were droplets of blood surrounding it on thick card stock.Her desk was otherwise pristine except for it. She caressed it with the tips of her fingers. It was all he could have left for her. In contrast to the dozens of roses that Rafe had given her in different colors. 

Because Rafe knew that she loved them.

But it was the anatomically correct heart that pulled at all of her heartstrings.

Or at least she thought so, her heart was a chaotic place, and she held it as she looked at the heart and flowers about her like vine. She was tight with emotion.

Oscar walked into her office, and the breath whooshed out of her. 

She was not sure why he was there, as she blinked. 

And then he was gone.

Eliza rubbed her eyes.

She had not thought about Oscar openly for the longest time. Now she was having a mirage in the middle of her office…

And then she saw his name on her phone, and when she rubbed her eyes…it was not a mirage.

Oscar…
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Masturbation Monday No. 128

Nichy and Tyler looked anxiously about the bathroom, him wanting to touch her as badly as she wanted to be touched. A quick glance to the door, before she followed him into the stall he had just left.The porcelain urinal reminded her of the Marcel Duchamps one, and she closed her eyes as he did indeed touch her. One finger, two, three. Nichy loved when he fucked her like that, and she thought about the time Graham fisted her. She trusted Tyler enough to explore that with him, but she did not want to tell him a lot more about Graham. Her relationship with Graham had detailed things that still aroused her deeply, but that she would not want to do again with anyone but him.

“You are always so greedy for my fingers,” Tyler whispered in her ear, and licked the soft part of her lobe. “I feel like I could maybe put my whole fist in you.”

Nichy came–between his finger on her slit and the idea of him fisting her, she came hard and without any predictable pattern. Her spasms spread at their own will, below her belly and she cried out even more with the erratic pleasure.

And Tyler had not stopped.

Pressed to the wall of the stall, Nichy closed her eyes. Tyler kissed her eyelids, and she was quiet as he probed her layered flesh making waves all throughout her body. She wrapped one arm about him so she would not swoon.

Her breath was ragged as she placed her foot on the toilet seat, so he could get a better angle of her. She was shameless in her desire, and asked for more.

“More,” she purred and kissed his neck. “I can take more…”

And she did…
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Wicked Wednesday #245 — Second Thoughts

It felt like deja-vu all over again. Walking into their apartment, Rafe waiting for her barefoot by the doorjamb. Eliza looked at him, while she twisted her engagement ring on her finger. He watched her with a look of bemusement, as she took off her shoes and joined him in the hallway.

There was no need for them to say anything to each other.

Eliza took off the rest of her clothes, and Rafe followed behind her. He kneaded her shoulders gently, exactly where she needed to be touched.

So she could relax.

She was not having second thoughts about anything, about Terrence or Rafe.

She turned to look at Rafe, her lips parted and she wanted to say she loved him. But she did not need to make a sound, they did not need to make declarations that were evident in the way that they looked at each other.

There was so much between them. She closed her eyes, and then was overtaken by memories of what had just happened:

“I want you…” Terrence said, and pulled her close and looked into her eyes.

Just him looking at her was one of the most intimate things she had ever experienced with a man she was with.She closed her yes when he blinked, and pressed her face into his chest.

“There is really nothing to tell,” she said caressing his chest. I am here with you now and that is all that is important…” she whispered into his chest.

Her heart was gripped with love, as she stood naked and exposed in front of the man she was going to marry.

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Masturbation Monday No. 127

Nichy was at the bathroom sink, when she saw Michelle walk out of the stall. She could not resist the throbbing of desire that began between her legs when she did. Michelle wore an opaquely transparent blouse, with a pencil skirt that hugged her hips. She smiled at Nichy who stared at her lips. Michelle wore the same color she had the night before, and it had no less devastating affect on her today as it had when they had been together.

Before Michelle could say a word, Tyler walked into the new unisex bathroom. Nichy shot him a look right away. It made her happy that he was not able to hide his awkwardness, but that it was with her intimate knowledge of him that she could tell that.

Michelle looked between them, smiled softly and washed her hands. As she placed her manicured hands under the hand dryer, the bathroom mirror captured the tension between them all.

Tyler looked at Nichy in the mirror, smiled and walked into the stall.

Michelle looked at Nichy in the mirror after she finished drying her hands. She ran her hands over her hips, and Nichy could not help but be riveted to her body that she had enjoyed herself wondering what Tyler had had. Michelle’s eyes were slit and smoky as she looked at Nichy.

Nichy looked at the stall, and then back at Michelle.

But Michelle was gone.

When Nichy looked back at the stall, Tyler walked out and looked at her. Nichy looked up at him, he watched her intently.

Would he ever tell her about Michelle? Would she tell him about her time with Michelle?

“I want to touch you,” Tyler mouthed.

She was swept away with the tenderness of his words, the warmth of his breath and the softness of his mouth. She wanted him to touch her where she still throbbed.

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Wicked Wednesday #244 — Highlights

“So just give me the highlights, what you said Eliza…”

Eliza looked at Terrence, and felt her face flush. She had fought for him with Rafe–and won! But she did not want to tell Terrence that dynamic just yet.

“We talked, and Rafe realized that he could not make ultimatums…”

Eliza felt as if she were on fire. She was not sure how after Rafe and Oscar, that Terrence had been able to slip under her skin like he had.

But he had.

And the way that he looked at her made her feel like a fire she needed to put out. The color of his eyes was the most astounding thing she had ever seen in her entire life. it was a language that she understood in all of its variations.

the darkness that filled them now was desire.

“I want you…” he said, and pulled her close and looked into her eyes.

Just him looking at her was one of the most intimate things she had ever experienced with a man she was with. she closed her yes when he blinked, and pressed her face into his chest.

“There is really nothing to tell,” she said caressing his chest. I am here with you now and that is all that is important…” she whispered into his chest.

Terrence held her closer and his body made her feel what was important. Thier desire on display, their emotions chaotic but calm while they were together.

Eliza wanted it, but she was afraid of everything. Afraid of what she felt, and what he felt.

Afraid of love as always…

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Masturbation Monday No. 126–The Story of the Eye

Nichy woke up tangled with Tyler, so she kissed his chest and closed her eyes.

She remembered being in Paris with him, and the way she loved him like she had never loved before. Making love with him right in front of Sonia was like birds building nests, it felt natural and was what she needed to do to survive.

When he opened his eyes and looked at her, she returned his gaze for a long time. She wanted to kiss the depth of his eyes looking at her. She wanted to lick his eyeballs in a tender way, and nothing like what happened in The Story of the Eye by Georges Bataille.

Instead she leaned in and kissed him as tenderly as she had desired to lick his eyeballs. From considering the roundness of his eyeballs, Nichy craved the roundness of his balls. With ease, she crouched between his legs and took in the heat of him which she loved. With the tip of her tongue, she licked his balls like a kitten licking milk. Softly and considerately, she flicked her tongue over him and teased his shaft in intermittent flicks. He ran his hands through her hair and caressed her face, tilting her face to look up at him. He looked at her the same way he had looked at her before they started, which warmed her through and through. When she looked back down at him, she was humbled by his desire on display. She loved that she could get him hard. She loved that when she really began in earnest to pleasure him, he pulled her up to straddle his thighs. With complete ease they became one, Nichy moved up and down on him loving the feeling of fullness. The feeling when he was out of her and she had come all around him, that she had memorized where he had been. She knew every nook he had touched inside her.

She would be aflame with the memory of him, when they were not together in bed like this.

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