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Wicked Wednesday #249–Meeting

Eliza had had to get up off of her knees, when her alarm went off and she remembered she had an afternoon meeting. With the taste of Oscar still on her mouth, she stood naked before him and ran her hands over her naked body as if she was smoothing a dress.When she turned around, she felt his hand rest on her backside and braced herself as if he was going to slap her there.

But he did not.

Could still taste him in her mouth, when she got to the meeting–even after a cup of black coffee–and she could feel her mouth as if still filled with him when she took him deep. Took him deep, and smooth–barely gagging.

Eliza blinked sharply, as she realized that she had been asked a question, and luckily the words came to her like molasses. Slowly, but soon enough for her to answer and even get applauded for what she suggested.

Her lips still felt stretched and swollen from what she had done with Oscar. She was glad that Terrence was not at this meeting, because surely he would know. He would look at her lips, and know that she had spent the afternoon giving head.

She walked out of the meeting, and saw Terrence in his office as she walked to hers. Placing her hand on the cool brass handle, she held his doorknob like she had held Oscar just moments before.

Standing in the doorjamb, she let Terrence look her up and down with his eyes…
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Masturbation Monday No. 131 — Camden

Nichy turned on her side. Her thighs felt like sticky silk, and between her legs throbbed with a delicious soreness. When she rolled on her back, she discovered her backside was bruised.And he was there, his arm across her body possessively. She was his, in this moment, if never again.

The business trip had been unexpected. That morning, an unexpected sick colleague, and she had to go to London in their place. Tyler helped her to get packed–throwing everything into her suitcase that she might need, and compensating for what was not there in London.

London reminded her so much of New York.

She wandered around Camden Lock where one of her former colleagues she used to work with lived…at a job way before this one. Carole looked bohemian and lovely as usual, in a dress that barely covered anything. When they went to a bar near Camden Lock, Nichy saw him–the man whose arm was now across her sprawled out body–and was sure he was looking at Carole.

But he was looking at her.

He had no reserve in ordering another round for them, before their drinks were finished.

When she spoke to him, as he walked over, she saw the timbre of her American accent caress his cheekbones.

“Where in the States are you from?” he smiled.

He might as well have said would you like to take off your panties? with the thick, delicious accent that he had.

When her panties did come off, he did not ask her. He pulled them off roughly, slapped her bottom and clutched her hips as if for dear life. They fucked like it was life and death, Nichy wanted something that mirrored what she had at home. They barely spoke in the bar. Their lust was so thick, words were liquified and useless between them.

She did not know what he was running from as he buried himself in her, but he fucked with an intensity that scared and captivated her.

Her body ruminated now with what had taken place between them, and she was not sure how she wanted to address it when he woke up.

But a big smile masked her anxiety, because he had made her feel so good…
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Sinful Sunday, Week 308 — Wings


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Wicked Wednesday #248 –One Man

Eliza was on her knees, her lips pressed to the inside of Oscar’s thighs. Her lips were misted with the warmth of her breath there, as she looked up at him. The expression on his face was so soft and tender, it made her feel like she could fall like a puddle at his feet.She closed her eyes, and kissed him. The warmth of his skin made her warm between her legs again. She loved Oscar so much, and she had missed him. Being with him again, made her her feel so comfortable in her skin. His body felt like an extension of hers, when they joined as one. 

But on her knees, nibbling his skin, and giving him a lingering blow job made her feel even more connected to him. More so then when he was inside her, because she loved the feel and taste of him so much.

“I missed you,” he said, caressing her face and making her open her eyes to look up at him. “Were you asleep?”

Eliza looked up at him.

“No, just savoring the taste of you…”

She licked his thigh, sloppily, and felt the saliva bubble under her tongue as her breath mingled with his scent. His scent was shelved in her memory, picked up and opened like a beloved book. 

Eliza knew Oscar’s body like she knew her own, cared about it like her own. He had been taking fairly good care of himself, but he was a little haggard. She medicated him with her mouth. Slow, but steady sucking as she knew he liked it. 

As she liked to with him, she practically came from giving him head–without touching herself. She got off on the selflessness if it.

Oscar was one man who she gave everything to…

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Masturbation Monday No. 130

Nichy stirred her drink in the shadows of the bar.

She had agreed to have drinks with Renee and Michelle, to be a sport. She had not anticipated that she would be sitting in the corner, watching them make out.

Nichy had no idea that Renee was so attached to Michelle, until she saw them together. Saw the way that Renee looked at Michelle, and the way that Michelle clutched Renee’s arm pulling her closer to her.

They walked into the bar, and without imbibing at all, they started making out. Renee had both of her hands on Michelle’s thighs, and Michelle kissed her deeply.

Occasionally, they would graze her in their enthusiasm. With a hand, or a thigh.

Nichy continued to stir her drink. her body responded to watching them, and she let her hand rest between her thighs…but she was not sure she wanted to join them…

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Sinful Sunday, Week 307 — Solo


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Friday Flash No. 12 — Lovers’ Bench

She pressed her thigh to his on the bench, and buried her face against his arm. There were no words to exchange. She had waited for this.

For him.

What they needed from each other was not tender. She spread her legs over his lap and ground herself on his thigh, gnawing softly at his neck and chest. He grabbed her breast roughly, and she liked it. Liked when he was rough with her. When he tugged at her hair, and made her look at him.

She liked him to fuck her so that she knew that he had been with her. The feeling of his weight on her, the way he grabbed her that was tough, but made her feel wanted.

In bed, she opened her legs wide for him. He held her thighs apart, so that she felt exposed and desired. His tongue felt like a tiny brand, when he went down on her like a fire. She burned up under him, and felt charred with desire.

When he was inside her, she clawed at him and could almost smell the blood she extracted from him. He moved with her, in time with her aggression. He understood the language of her lust and her need for him.

It was after, they were only joined by their skin in bed that whispered louder than it had in the bench where they had been sitting before.

Quietly, before the storm of love…

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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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