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Masturbation Monday No. 143 — An Ocean Away…

Nichy never slept well on a plane, and with unending thoughts about Drew who she had only been separated with for hours it was impossible. Those hours included an ocean, and they were so far apart that it hurt. Nichy looked over at Carole, who was fast asleep and wore her fancy eye mask that looked like a masquerade mask. It was dark on the plane because everyone was sleeping, but Nichy could not sleep at all.

Her body was hungry for Drew. She could still feel his body against hers, and inside of hers. Her hand had slipped between her thighs instinctively and when she realized it was there, Nichy plotted to pleasure herself discreetly since it was so dark on the plane.

Loosening her seatbelt around her hips, Nichy pulled up her dress. The inside of her thighs were already damp, as she caressed the inside of them. She could smell her own heat and slipping her fingers from under her blanket, Nichy tasted her fingers and could taste the sex that she and Drew had had just hours earlier.

Her other set of fingers moved from her thighs to her satiny lips, and Nichy sucked her fingers harder as she inserted a couple of her fingers into herself. And then pulled them out abruptly.

Her fingers felt good moving in and out of her, but Drew felt better so they were a weak replacement. Nichy was startled by moisture above her cheeks. Her eyes tightened, tears fell and she saw Drew’s face and thought about what it was like to kiss him. She remembered his scent and his warmth. The memory of the way he held her burned her, and her body felt scalded.

Her phone buzzed, and her clit trilled with it. She picked it up, and the scent of her heat filled her as she saw Drew’s name pop up on her screen.

Do you miss me yet? he texted.

Nichy closed her eyes, he had no idea how much she did…
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Elust No. 94 With Sticky Note No. 14 — Center

A brand-new sticky note, that I meant to post awhile ago. As I was posting for Elust…I remembered! Still thankful for Jade A. Waters for reminding me I used to do these…You can read another one that I wrote, and a lot more sexiness in this edition of Elust with a gorgeous, gorgeous photo from Exposing 40!!!
She moved closer to him made her way into the nooks between him and the dresser she wanted to be the center of his universe, to be the center of him, to invade his aura. He let her in, she was allowed inside him, inside of him. Their eyes locked, her lips soft and parted not for a kiss but for the air between them.

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Welcome to Elust 94

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~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Always Coming Second

Balance

THREESOME – the card game

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

The #500words Project ~ 2

#Pussy Pride

~Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

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Erotic Fiction

Forgiven
Finally A Prostitute
On Display
World Traveller
Red
Ms. Mona’s Online Dating School for Dudes

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

BDSM is Not My Source for Life.
Pure and Simple
Discussing Consent & Scene Negotiation

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

You can
All for one, or one for all…
He haunts me.

Erotic Non-Fiction

Oh no, I’m not.
the shoot begins
Raylene’s pain does not matter

Poetry

-05.05.17_00:21-
White Tee Shirt

Body Talk and Sexual Health

Orgasm Challenge

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

A Kink Couple Fantasize About the Waitstaff

 

 

Elust 88

Sinful Sunday, Week 320: In The Garden

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Wicked Wednesday #260 — 2517

Landing in New York felt like landing in another world, or in another year. Like 2517, or something really faraway. 

Eliza walked with her luggage, with Terrence at her side. Her dark shades hid her teary eyes. She tried to hide all of her emotions because if Terrence saw her crying, he would want to know what was wrong and she could not tell him what was wrong.

It was wrong that Paris had again contained their love, tender and brutal–sometimes at the same time. The way he had looked at her when they were getting dressed. He was tightening his belt, and she held a bottle of Severine’s perfume absently between her breasts. Their eyes rested on each other’s bodies and eyes, with ease and comfort. 

That was them, that was how they were. He smiled at her, buckled his belt and pulled their suitcase from under the bed.

“Come here,” he said softly, and she walked over to him. “Sit on this, so I can close it.

Eliza sat on the case, her legs crossed and Severine’s perfume caressed their noses.

It smelled like sweet sex, primal but sweet.

Terrence moved around her, never even touching her. That was not what that was about.

Like now, walking side by side in the airport.  They were close together, but it was not about making love.

Still she was lachrymose, because she could not forget looking in his eyes. The way he looked at her, his scent warm and soft between them. Her floral perfume, not Severine’s primal brew had surrounded them, then packing at the house. But it was still tense between them, still warm and tender and she ached for him.

Now.

A tear slipped just under her shade and she looked away from Terrence, because it made her cry she felt so much for him.

She had loved Terrence for days without distraction, and now she was back to Rafe, and their upcoming wedding…

New York felt surreal to not be able to love Terrence like she had in Paris. Like another world, another year hundreds of years away.

Even while she could feel his heat presently, and she burned…
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Friday Flash No. 15 — Tarot Reading/KOTW May 16-31 — Crawling

Her skin snagged along the floor, as she crawled toward him. She looked down to see if she had cut herself, and heard him undo his belt which made her clit so thick it was almost hard to crawl.

Almost, she would get to him, she needed him.

She had cut herself, the moisture of small blood beneath her did not end her progression forward.

Toward him.

Biting her lip, she licked them because they were parched. She had not had time to ready herself for love, but crawled toward him nonetheless. Parking herself in front of him, she looked up into his eyes for a nanosecond, her eye caught the shininess of his undone belt buckle.

But she eyed his throat, eyed the smooth skin there and her tongue leaped out like a lizard. She studied his throat like artwork, admired it and gave into her vulnerability with him.

Her vulnerability was what made him different, she allowed herself to be vulnerable with him. With their love, with their life.

Resting her head on his knee, she kissed the inside of his thigh. She loved his places like that, the parts of him that ached when his hot spots were loved.

“Look up at me,” he said, and she still studied his throat, desperate to love that bit of him. On her knees, she kissed the inside of this thighs and dryly cried for love as he pulled her closer.

The tarot cards on the table, had indicated there would be love…the gauzy fairies on her deck murmured love…

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Masturbation Monday No. 142 — Clouds

Carole looked at Nichy, and Nichy smiled.

She knew what Carole saw.

“Girl, you look fucked!” Carole declared.

Nichy put down her purse on top of her suitcase, and put her hand on her hip.

“Well, because that was what I have been doing…” Nichy stared at her friend.

Are we going to do another show for Drew on the airplane?”

Nichy adjusted her sunglasses and smiled.

She and Carole had made out on a plane to impress Drew, but now she wanted him and her to be much more of a secret.

Looking around at the planes about her, she stared at a cloud and thought about how into Drew she was. How she never wanted to be out of his arms. Her skin ached for his warmth when they were not close together. Inside of her felt like ice, because he was not inside of her.

The clouds moved further and further apart symbolically, like Drew and her.

“Nichy? Are you okay?”

Nichy looked at Carole with a glazed over expression. She almost could not see her friend, as her eyes dampened with tears.

“Yeah, I am good.”

“You’re in love with Drew, aren’t you?”

Nichy knew that she was in love with him, even though she tried to be casual about him. She had been with Gavin, Renee, Tyler, Graham and Michelle almost to the point that it felt incestuous. But with Drew, it was so unexpected. To be in London, and meet him at a bar. Go home with him, and have him blow her mind.

She was cold inside, and ached for him hot and hard either in her mouth or between her legs. They had been in bed moments ago practically. That was why she looked fucked. She was still sore from him riding her so hard, her skin raw from his kisses all over her body, her dress sticking to her from the combination of their fluids.

She had had to put her dress on right after they had had sex, because she could not miss her flight.

“You could, you could and I would pay for you to go back another day…” Drew said kissing her neck, and he knew that was like kissing her labia.

“I have to catch my flight…” she protested softly.

He watched her pull her dress over her head.

“I am keeping these,” he said picking up her thong, and sucking on the string.

He drove her and they were silent mostly. The one time they did talk, they pulled over and she sat on his lap.

Craving his heat.

Now she was cold inside, and in love as the clouds rolled by…

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Wicked Wednesday #259 — Space

Walking back to Terrence, after Severine called her out, Eliza could tell by the way he looked at her that she looked like the cat who had licked the cream. She did not totter, but felt like an astronaut in outer space trying to make sense of gravity. Her emotions swirled about her.Terrence stood up as she approached, and placed his hand on her hip as she sat next to him. The table was still filled with bottles of wine, and the delicious food that Gio had prepared. Gio joked he wanted Severine to eat for two.

Severine stood up, and pregnant, she looked more voluptuous than she had before. She adjusted her shades in her hair, and smiled,

“He just wants my breasts bigger!”

Eliza smiled at Severine, as Gio pulled her close to him.

Terrence placed his hand on her thigh, and Eliza looked down at his hand on her lap. Eliza placed her hand over, and into his.

Her hand remained in his, as they made love much later in Severine’s guest bedroom. They held hands, as if they made a human knot. After they made love, Eliza curled her body against his, held his hand tighter and kissed his shoulder blade.

“Sev–” she started, then realized that Terrence might not be awake.

“What?” he asked groggily.

She started to tell him how Severine had said that she could tell that she was in love with him.

“Sev looks lovely.”

“She is…she is…” Terrence said, and squeezed her hand. “She is in love and happy.”

Eliza knew that she was in love with Terrence, but it was still so precious to her that she could barely tell him.

Only show it with her body spread, and her eyes wide…

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Masturbation Monday No. 141 — Black Hole

“Drew…”

Drew’s name was sweet on her lips. The taste of his mouth, the taste of his shoulder as she bit into it…In bed with him, she had an oral fixation. Nichy needed to lick and nibble on him, while they made love. Drew groaned softly, and let her lick and bite his chest and back. Even after love, she could not stop touching him with her mouth and hands.

She could taste him on her lips and fingers after when she went to the bathroom, and it made her want him all over again. Her fingers went from her mouth, to her labia and she could smell their scents mingle.

Her finger damp from her saliva, pee and come, she rubbed over her nipple sweetly and her body was electric with need for him all over again. She was on the edge of the toilet rubbing her nipple, when Drew walked into the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” he asked in a hoarse British accent, and rubbed his face.

He rubbed his face, before his hand covered hers and he rubbed her nipple.

Nichy almost came over the toilet. Touching her nipple was enough to get her there, and the scent of Drew and her own arousal was too much. She closed her eyes, and felt like she going to black out. Like she was in a black hole with pleasure, she felt Drew hold her arms and she reached for him. She opened her eyes to lick and nipple at his stomach. He got hard as hell when she played with her fingers and mouth around his cock–without touching it. That was what he said with his accent, that made her close her eyes again as she entered a black hole of pleasure all over again…

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Wicked Wednesdsay #258 — Long Lost Friends

Eliza was more deceptive about Terrence than she was about anything else. Even with Oscar, she had been more forthcoming in a way. But going to Paris with him, and going to see Severine and her new husband was something she had not expected doing. 

Or lying about to Rafe.

It was odd how close she had gotten to Severine, considering that Severine was how she found out that Rafe had been seeing other women before they opened their relationship. 

Sev and Rafe were still close, but her marriage and pregnancy were things that she was keeping secret from him for the moment.

“It was like making a cake,” Severine said, in her very French accent. “We met, and it was love and marriage and bebe almost instantly!”

Severine’s husband was very doting. Gio was attentive, and could not keep his hands off of his wife. Severine was gorgeous, but pregnancy emphasized all of her curves and made her even more beautiful. She was radiant, and it made Eliza yearn for things she had never yearned for before.

It was startling to her, when she and Severine were alone, when Severine told her she looked radiant.

“You’re in love with Terrence.”

Eliza felt herself flood with heat.

Througout dinner, she had been as close as she could physically be to Terrence. They held hands for the entire time, and Eliza realized that Terrence had been as attentive to her as Gio had been to Severine.

“I do love him.” she confided.

“No, I said in love. You are in love with him. You love me, but you are not in love with me. Does Rafe know?”

Eliza thought Rafe definitely knew. Her secret was safe with Severine, but she was not safe from it. Her eyes were on Terrence even then, unable to look away from him.

To look away from him was to be without the sun…
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Masturbation Monday No. 140 — Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

Nichy gasped, between her legs still felt like Drew had a death grip between them. She could still his fingers inside her. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. Her body pulsated with Drew, even though he was not touching her. She looked up into his eyes, she could not see them in his pitch black shades, but he still made her shiver all over.

He pulled her by her arms, almost enough to hurt but he did not hurt her. She knew he would never hurt her for real. He kissed her carefully, and she wrapped her arms about his neck. Pressing herself to him, Nichy rubbed her cheek against his chest and looked up into his eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time, her lips parted, but there was nothing to say. Nichy raised her parted lips to his, and he pulled her close. Smoke enveloped her, as he kissed her and his cigarette was sweet on his mouth. His cigarette, and the whiskey he had been drinking were so sweet. They were not quite drunk, but more than tipsy. Nichy almost slipped until he wrapped his arm about her waist, and pulled her close to him.

She looked up into his eyes, looking so hard for them again that she could not see behind his black shades. Smoke circled her, circled them as they kissed and he grabbed her ass. He held one cheek so hard in his hand, and she wrapped her arms about his neck again. Her body covered his like a shield. Hiding his desire–their desire–on a smoke-filled London street corner, and when she pulled her lips away from his she wondered how many times she would fall in love with him…
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