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Wicked Wednesday #212 — View

Eliza took in the floor to ceiling view from the bar. Josephine had just gotten off of work, and they were going to another bar which puzzled her.”This is the most sought after view in the city Joe, maybe we should just stay here?”

Josephine stared at Eliza with exasperation, and she could not blame her. It was finally her time off, and Josephine probably did not want to stay at her workplace as stunning as it was.

“Only,” Josephine said. “Only if we stay in one of the private rooms, and I have to ask for permission. That is where the best views are…”

“No, the best view is right here…”

Eliza turned to look at her sister-in-law to be. Honestly, Eliza was jealous of Fiona in a way. She was happy that she was with Rafe, and Oscar’s scent was still on her dress. He had come as close to fucking her as he possibly could. But he was headed to Shanghai with Polly, and it did not worry her…but Shanghai was a place that held deeply imbedded memories for them. But for now, Eliza could still feel the heat of his body on hers. She could still feel his stubble against her cheek, and could feel him inflate beneath the table. Even though she had washed her hands his scent was still there, on her fingers. But she was still jealous of Fiona, who was more in love or lust than she had ever seen her.

Josephine turned around to stare at Fiona, and Eliza felt like she was somewhere she was not supposed to be. As if someone had viewed her and Oscar moments ago, when they brought each other to mutual orgasm under the table while seeming transfixed on the view before them…with its expansive light cheddar colored moon.

Fiona panted, as Josephine walked away.

“You are really serious about Joe…” Eliza started.

Fiona licked her lips, and looked down at her hands which she wrung softly but nervously.

“If you do not even want to talk about her! You must really be smitten!”

Fiona stared at her now.

“Don’t embarrass me Liza, this is new and I am not even sure what I feel. I am just enjoying being with her…”

“I am jealous Fi, I am jealous of you, and your new love or lust!”

“You are marrying my brother who I have heard is very hot under the covers, and Oscar is crazy about you…how can you be jealous? Of me?”

Eliza shrugged, it was ridiculous when she said it out loud. Fiona was right, it was always interesting to view someone else’s life as more perfect than yours.

“We got the private room…” Josephine whispered when she returned. Her breasts bubbled from the top of her camisole, and Eliza watched Fiona look at her with unbridled lust. “Follow me?”

They did, where Eliza knew she would view their coveted new lust against the city’s most coveted view…

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Masturbation Monday No. 94

Nichy looked at Gavin. He smiled at her the way that he did when she first started to have an office crush on him. The way he had of looking at her like she were the most important person in the world, even if he did not know her that well before they got together.

But he knew her that well now.

He had ordered her drink, and she stood next to him at the bar. He wrapped his arm about her waist, and she pressed herself to him. The scuff of his stubble against her cheek was familiar and comforting.

“Nichy…” he whispered softly, keeping his arm about her waist.

“Hey.” She was so close to him, that when she smiled she practically kissed him.

“Thanks for coming,” he said, and she smelled the beer on his breath.

She nodded, she had wanted to see him too. Everything had happened so fast. From getting together with him, the dramas in between, Renee and Tyler. But there was a time when they were so hot for each other, and all she wanted was to be this close to him now.

“I had tea with Renee today…”

Gavin turned, so that his lips grazed her cheek.

“I know…”

“She told you all about high tea, huh?”

“I do not have any secrets from my fiancee,” Gavin smiled and he was so close to her, that she thought they were going to kiss. “We share everything…”

The light went out in the tiny bathroom, when they closed the door. Nichy was soothed by the feeling of his stubble on the inside of her thigh. In the dark, she caressed his head as he kissed the inside of each of her thighs. She closed her eyes when he touched the soft skin with his fingers. Nichy got dizzy from the soft wetness of his tongue and fingers, and hit her hip against the bathroom sink. Her fingers scraped his scalp, and he moaned with pleasure she was not even sure that she had heard when her mouth was on him like his was on her then.

She did not know this Gavin, who was with her in the bathroom of a bar but she had ached for him…

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Sinful Sunday, Week 271 : Straddle

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Wicked Wednesday #211 — Identity

“This is your wife?” Eliza stood beside Rafe, hand in hand. When she went to a function for him, he held her close to him the entire night. He was either holding her hand, or holding her close to him. He got all of her drinks, and prepared her dinner plate. Fed her, wiped her mouth and hands…

She took a sip of her wine, and smiled at the couple across from them.

“Eliza is my fiancee, but we have been together for so long…she is my wife already.” Rafe answered his male colleague, who was standing with his own wife.

“That is a gorgeous ring! Almost as big as the Taylor-Burton one!”

Grinning at Rafe, Eliza let the other woman take her hand. Rafe did style it after the ring that Richard Burton gave Elizabeth Taylor, but it was not nearly as big. However it was impressive, it was his way of pissing around her to show possession in a way. But she loved the ring and Rafe.

“Rafe did design it after that one,” Eliza said, her hand still being tugged by the other woman. She was deep in the identity of being Rafe’s. Of being here at this work event with him, of being engaged to be married to him. The wedding was getting closer and closer. Soon enough, she would be his wife.

When the other woman let go of her hand, Eliza twisted her ring and turned toward Rafe, her tilted up to meet his.

He twisted the ring along with her.

“I am thinking more about the bejeweled lingerie set you have on underneath that dress…” Rafe said softly, so only she could hear. His voice was soft with bubbly, and admiration for her appearance.

In that moment, she was so happy to be his. To become his wife in a way she had not been enthused about it, since he proposed to her. She was his, it was who she was and an identity she was happy to assume…like going into a phone booth, and coming out as superwife.

She was, and would always be his…

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Masturbation Monday No. 93/ Kink of the Week, June 1-15: Pubic Hair

“Are you happy?”

Nichy asked and looked at Renee, who sat across from her at the cafe.

Renee smiled at Nichy knowingly.

“Of course I am, I am engaged! What girl is not happy when she is engaged?”

Nichy smiled softly. She had been engaged multiple times, and none of those times had ended in a marriage. But she knew that Gavin and Renee would be married. Renee would have something she that never had, with a man who awhile ago Nichy had thought that she wanted the same thing with.

It was the first time that she had not been with Tyler in public, and did not have him to escape into. She had to face Renee head on, and she was putting on her bravest face to do so.

“I am really glad honey,” Nichy said, meaning the words as much as she could.

Renee looked at her, and Nichy knew that having been lovers she could not hide certain things from Renee.

“You know, when I first got together with Gavin when we were away, I have to be honest Nichy…I just wanted to know what you thought was so great about him. He is amazing I discovered, and the closer I got to him…I understood…I understood you…”

Nichy stared at Renee’s hand squeezing hers like this cafe date was a dream, something she was in but had no control of the consequences. Renee separated each one of her fingers with hers, absently and yet with a certain familiarity. When she finally escaped her reverie and looked into Renee’s eyes, Renee stared at her with a look she was too familiar with.

Secretly, Nichy had ached inside for that look. The look that Renee still wanted her, that she still wanted to fuck her.

Nichy looked away, and played with the lacy doily her teacup was on. Its high notes of bergamot soothed her, combined with mint and honey. It was Renee’s hand on her bare thigh, that soothed her even more. They moved closer together together in the corner, and Renee slipped her hand down Nichy’s pants.

“You’re growing hair down there…” Renee whispered, taking Nichy’s tea in place of hers and sipping from it.

“Tyler likes it, he says he likes to feel a little bit…” Nichy replied, sipping from Renee’s cup of tea.

“I like you bare, but this way, I can feel how wet your hair is before I feel your lips…”

Nichy closed her eyes, as Renee made due with her partially-haired mound. Her fingers moved along the damp hair, and even damper clit. To distract herself, so she did not cry out unceremoniously, Nichy stirred her tea. But when she came, she stirred the tea so hard it was like a mild bell and everyone turned to look at her flushed face.

Renee smiled at her, and picked up her cup of tea. Her engagement ring glittered like a fallen star, as she sipped.
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Sinful Sunday, Week 270 – Picking Curious Fruit

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Wicked Wednesday #210 — Choices

“I know that I sound like a hypocrite,” Eliza said, settling into her nook with Oscar. “But it is a little weird for me because you know Fiona’s history.You know that she was…you know how she was in Shanghai…”Oscar stared at her when she said that, because Shanghai was their start and their finish until now.

“She needs to make her own choices Eliza, she needs to decide what is best for her. You are her sister, but you have to let her make her own choices…”

“I know,” Eliza replied with a turned down lip.

Oscar leaned in, his hand on her shoulder, and pressed his cheek to hers. His scent was warm and inviting as always. She placed her hand on his thigh, and made the choice to be with him in that moment and not to be distracted.

His mouth was warm and sensual. She sucked on his lower lip which was sweet with scotch. When they kissed, his hand was on her hip and her hands kneaded his thigh. It was her choice to be with him in that moment. To be present with him, to savor him because there were so many times that she thought she was not going to be able to savor him. To be with him.

Her hands pressed heavily into his thighs, when the music stopped playing. She looked up to see the pianist sit at the bar with Fiona and Josephine. Eliza could not stop staring at them. Fiona looked different than she had ever seen her look before. Josephine was still indecipherable to her,m, even though they were friends.

Eliza stared at the couple before her, and pressed her hands all the more into Oscar’s thighs. Of course he was right. She had to let Fiona make her own decisions like she had been left to make her own decisions about life and love.

Especially love…
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Masturbation Monday No. 92

Nichy was drowsy from the sun, as Tyler absently moved his finger along the edge of her vintage swimsuit. On her stomach beside him, her equilibrium was restored. She was shell-shocked that Renee and Gavin were engaged. Watching them be together was a little more than surreal to her, but she was well-behaved. She even held Renee’s hand and looked at the gorgeous vintage ring on her friend’s finger. Renee looked at her, and pulled her hand away from her. Nichy looked at Renee, unable to detect what was going on with her. Tyler’s finger stroked the edge of her backside, and teased the sensitive skin between her legs.

“You’re beautiful…” Tyler said to her as absently as his touch. “So beautiful. Renee and Gavin seemed to have beat us to the punch, but I do love you and I want to spend my life with you too and you know that I am not just saying that…”

She almost buried her face in the sand, before she looked up at Tyler over her folded arms.

“I want you to show me why you want to be with me,” she said softly. “I want to know why you want to be with me. Show me.”

Tyler looked out at the water, and Gavin and Renee in the far distance on a walk.

“You want–”

“Before they come back, hurry!”

“I cannot get your swimsuit off…”

“Push the crotch to the side, come on. Come on!”

Nichy pushed the crotch of her vintage swimsuit to the side, when she did, she felt how wet she was and could not help but touch herself. She felt her own soft flesh mesh with her eager wetness. She squeezed her clit just a bit, but was careful because she knew how sensitive she was down there. She rubbed around it on both sides, exploring the side that she played with less and gasped.

Tyler moved her hand, pulled her hand to his mouth and sucked her fingers clean.

He dipped his finger inside her to see if she was still wet. She was of course and he without turning her around, got on top of her and entered her from behind.

It was exactly what Nichy wanted. On top of her blanket, with minimal sand on her legs for him to get inside her from behind.

“You always want it, you always want it,” he said in her ear, as he moved in and out of her and rubbed her clit the way he had watched her do it. That combination was super combustible, and she came before she knew anything else. Her feelings so big, as Renee and Gavin grew smaller in the distance.
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Sinful sunday, Week 269: Surreal Rose

surreal rose

I loved being in London last week, because I got to see so many people who I love and never get to see. I also loved meeting someone I have never met before–in person. I had developed a lovely rapport with Nicolas Laborie online, but there is nothing like the real thing. He is lovely, and this is a random photo that he took of me. Just for fun, and of course with a rose!

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Wicked Wednesday #209 –Opportunities

Eliza loved every opportunity she had to be with Oscar, and she had to admit, she loved going to the bar and seeing Josephine. Even with all that was going on with Fiona and Alice, she really liked Josephine. She had left work a bit early, so she could chat with Josephine for awhile before Oscar arrived.Josephine looked at her like the kitten who got the cream, and Eliza smiled softly to herself. She knew that Josephine must have gotten lucky.

She was in awe of Josephine. Besides being gorgeous and well-read, she was constantly being hit on by men and woman alike. She had infinite opportunities to get laid–well at least half of infinity because she preferred women. There was always a pretty woman with her eye on her, and if Josephine wanted she would leave with her.

“You went home with someone!” Eliza grinned, as her friend pressed her usual Laphroaig into her hand with thinly shaved orange rinds.

Josephine looked at her, kitten licking cream grin still on her face.

“I never kiss and tell…” Josephine let her voice trail, saccharine and ironic.

“Is that new?” Eliza answered, sipping her scotch.

“I cannot tell you honey,” Josephine said, caressing her hand.

“Alice again?”

Eliza saw Josephine shake her head out of the corner of her eye.

“Someone new?”

Josephine nodded.

“Tell me…”

They studied each other. Eliza tilted her head to one side, as if to invite Josephine to tell her who she was with. Josephine took a deep breath.

“Alice’s girlfriend came onto me…”

“Fiona?!”

Josephine nodded.

“You slept with sister-in-law?”

“You’re not married yet!”

“She is my sister-in-law regardless! You took her home?”

“She wanted to know what Alice saw in me, and she is beautiful. It was nice…”

“Nice to fuck my sister-in-law? She is so fragile, you cannot imagine….”

“I can, I fucked her. I know things about her that you cannot know…”

“You know her so well now?!”

Josephine nodded.

“I fucked her of course I know her now…” Josephine studied her before she went on. “I had an opportunity to go home with a gorgeous artist, who is the girlfriend of a girl I was with…I could not resist…”

Before Eliza could say anything, Fiona walked into the bar. Josephine grinned, and kissed Fiona’s lips as if they were cream. Eliza wanted to look away, but she was transfixed by seeing this expression of emotion between two women she was so close to. It was an opportunity to see them as she never had.

And she hoped that it would be a good thing.

Fiona turned to stare at Eliza,

“You told her?” she asked Josephine, without moving her eyes from Fiona.

“Yes, she did.” Eliza answered, and got up to go to the bathroom before Fiona had an opportunity to say more. “Tell Oscar I am in the loo…” Eliza let her voice trail, and walked to the soothing, claustrophobic feeling bathroom.

It was not her business…

I am dedicated to using all the verbs from the verb list created by Richard Serra—you can find the list here. Last time I used “crumple,” today I am using “shaved.”

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