Sunday, April 29, 2007

I know...

I've seen you with her. She's sweet. She's kind. She's lovely. She's the one you introduce to your friends. She's the one your family loves. She's the "keeper" as they say.

I'm not any of those, am I.

I'm the one who makes you utter those filthy words. I'm the one who makes you beg. I'm the one who makes you the fucking slut you know you are. I'm the one who tells you what I want and makes you comply.

I'm your dirty little secret.

And you love it.

I know you do.

I know that you think of me when you're with her.

I know you fantasize it's me you're fucking. It's my dripping cunt squeezing around your cock. It's my fingernails raking down your back. It's my hot wet mouth around your cock sucking on you until you cum.

And I know what you like.

Sex isn't made to be pretty. It's made to be ugly and raw. It's made to be pure carnal pleasure in any form that it comes. It's made to be a release, a yearning, a desire - something you need to have. Now.

Don't tell me you want to make love to me. Save that for her.

Tell me you want to fuck me.

Tell me you want your cock in my cunt, in my mouth, in my ass. Tell me you want to feel my lips around you. Tell me you want to feel my teeth sinking into your flesh. Tell me you want to spread my thighs and lick me until I come for you. I like to hear it. I love hear those harsh words whispered, so full of arousal.

That's why I'm here - your dirty little girl.

That's my purpose. I'm here for you to fuck and use. I'm here to keep you satisfied. To tease you and fuck you and make you beg.

And that's what I really like, making you beg. Making you want me so much that you beg for me to fuck you. Begging to feel my soft thighs draped over yours. Begging to feel my breasts pressed against your chest. Begging to let my lips touch yours and let me tongue slip into your mouth. I like having you like that. So aroused you'll do anything I please. So aroused I get to fuck you instead. So aroused you'll do anything just to have my hot wet cunt sliding down over your cock.

And I know you'll do whatever I ask.

I know you'll comply.

Because I'm your dirty little secret.

The one that make you stroke yourself when no one's home. The one who makes you cum while reading my words. The one who fantasizes with you. The one who fantasizes for you. The one who wants you every minute of every day. The one who wants you here to fuck me all the time. The one who wants your cock. The one who wants to feel you pressed up against me as you slide your erect cock inside me. The one who needs to feel your body rubbing against mine. The one who needs to feel your hot spunk spurting over me as you come....

I like being your secret.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

What Do You Want?

What do you want from me today, lover? I can see that you're already erect. I can see that you've been masturbating. Were you thinking of me? Perhaps it was the idea of us fucking. Or was it watching me with another girl? Maybe it was you with the other girl. Were you fucking her or were you down between her thighs licking her wet cunt? Your cock is so hard and swollen. I think maybe it was the combination of all of them.

What will you have me do then, lover? You're already naked on our bed. Should I join you or would you rather just watch? Maybe I should slide out of my clothes for you. Would you like that? Watch me then. Let your eyes follow my hands as I slide down the zipper on my jeans, slowly to tease you. My hands wrap around the waistband and I wriggle out of them. Is that better or do you want to see more? From the movements of your hand around your cock I suspect you'd like to see more. Watch me then as I undo each of the buttons on my shirt and open it for you. My lacy bra and panties do seem to excite you. Shall I remove them as well or would you rather do that?

I'll leave them on for the time being then.

What shall I do with you, lover? What do you want? You could have it a couple of ways. Perhaps you'd like my lips around your cock first. Would you like that? To have my soft breasts pressed against your thighs as my hand slowly strokes your cock. To feel my warm breath against your cock as I admire you. To feel my warm, wet tongue caress around the head of your cock as my hair gently brushes over your stomach and balls. Would you like that? Would you like to feel my mouth slowly engulf you. Feel the heat of my lips sliding down the length of your cock while my hand strokes you? Maybe you'd like my other hand to fondle your balls. Maybe roll them in my hand and gently tug and squeeze them. Would that make you throb in my mouth? What if I swirled my tongue around you while you were deep in my mouth? Would you like that? Maybe suck hard on you to draw out your pre-cum so I could taste it. Maybe I should move my hand down further, release your balls and slide it down to your ass. You'd be wet by then, wet from my saliva as I sucked on your cock. It wouldn't take much to massage your ass. I know you'd open your thighs for me. I know you'd want me to massage you until I could slide my finger inside. Does that make you groan? Does that make you hard?

That's what I'd want, lover. To make you hard. To make you groan my name. To make you weave your fingers through my hair as I sucked your cock and played with your ass. But would that be enough for you? Would you want to cum then? Would you want to cum in my mouth or on my face. Perhaps you'd like me to sit up so you could cum on my breasts. Would you like that? To see your cum dripping from my chin and down my breasts? Would that make you hard again and make you want to fuck me? Or would you rather I fucked you first and make you cum inside me instead?

Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to slide your hard, hot cock inside my dripping cunt? Would that make you want me more? Would that get you off? Would you want me to slide off my panties and toss them to the floor so you could see my naked cunt? I know you'd like that. I know you want to be inside me, to fuck me.

How would you want me? Should I tease you first and slide over you? Maybe I should rub my wet cunt against your cock and coat you with my juices first. You'd feel how wet I was for you. Would you be able to hold back? Or would need me to slide my dripping cunt down over your cock and take you like that. I could fuck you like that, my thighs straddled over you, riding you, taking your hands into mine and pushing them over your head. I could fuck you hard and force you to thrust your hips up into me. Would you want to cum like that?

Or would you rather fuck me from behind?

Would you like that? To push me to my knees and fuck me from behind? Would you fuck my cunt or would you fuck my ass? Maybe you'd fuck both. First, my cunt to wet your cock so that you could fuck my ass. Would you want that? To feel your hard pulsing cock push slowly into my tight ass? To feel the hot flesh parting around your cock, so tight, squeezing around you. Would you want to feel that? Would you want to grab onto my hips and thrust your cock deep inside my tight hole? Would you lean over and kiss me or would you stay and thrust hard? Would you fuck me hard enough to feel your balls slapping against my cunt? Maybe you'd fuck both my ass and my cunt then. Your cock hard and deep in my ass, your fingers pumping in and out of my cunt.

Could you hold out? Or would you have to cum? Would you fuck me long and hard or do you need the release now? Do you need to feel the pulsing trough your cock as your cum spurts deep inside my ass? Do you need to feel the rush of your orgasm as you fuck me? Or would you rather cum on me? Would you like to cover me with your cum? Perhaps shoot your hot spunk over my back? Or would you rather pull out so I could catch your cum on my tongue? Maybe you'd like to fuck me longer? Could you last like that? With your erect cock sliding in and out of my ass as I pushed back against you, needing you deeper and harder?

What is it that you want, lover?

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Friday, April 13, 2007

Washington D.C. Series 1:4 - The Beginning

It wasn't a request she uttered to Brent, it was a demand. She needed him to fuck her on her terms and she wanted it now. It was empowering to be in charge of him, something she had never experienced before.

Brent groaned his response and pulled them both further back onto the bed. She was still on top of him, a position she wanted to maintain. Eva lifted herself up slightly and he slid his hand around his hard cock, positioning it under her dripping cunt.

"Make me cum," she whispered as she sunk slowly down on Brent's throbbing erection. Eva gasped at the intrusion. His size filled her completely, filling her ache completely. Brent moaned as the soft, hot, wet folds of her sex enveloped him.

"Make me cum all over your cock," Eva whispered again as his full length reached to her very core.

"Anything," Brent whispered back as he looked at her with lust filled eyes. His hand found her clit again and they began to rock to the rhythm of sex.

Eva lifted herself slowly up and down on his cock. Each stroke sent shivers up her spine. His fingers skidded over her and she could feel herself already close to climax. This too frightened Eva for a moment. Never had she come so easily for a man she hardly knew. Never had she been this aroused by love-making with a man. She was filled by such intense desire.

Eva began to move harder against his cock. Her hands pressed against Brent's chest, using him for leverage. His hips thrust up to meet her, fucking her as she ground down against him. They were lost to each other now. Each one fucking the other, each one needing to be fucked. Eva trembled as Brent's fingers moved faster over her clit. His other hand reached up to her breast. Deft fingers moved over her nipple, pinching it hard and causing her to gasp. She tightened her cunt around him, drawing him deeper into her. Each time Eva moved up, she squeezed around him, contracting around his hard cock. Each time she moved down, she could feel her slick juices covering Brent's cock more. She was so wet for him. Brent thrust up into her, needing her so much. Each movement she made drew him to her. He was hers. Eva leaned over and kissed Brent hard. Biting his lip she felt the heat growing inside her. She knew she couldn't hold back. She knew he had pushed her too far to come back.

"Brent," she cried, "I'm going to cum."

Brent groaned loudly, already feeling her body starting to convulse around him. He responded by pushing his cock deeper inside her, thrusting harder up into her and he felt her body begin to shudder. Her cunt tightened around his cock, beginning to pulse hard around his hard member. Brent felt a rush of hot wetness over his as Eva began to come. He groaned again as he watched the flush creep up her neck. Her nails dug into his chest as her body flooded with the heat of her orgasm. Eva cried out as it finally overtook her, clawing at Brent's chest as she came. His fingers moved over her, not wanting to stop, wanting more from her.

The pain of her nails digging into his chest and the flood of pulsing wetness around his cock were too great. Brent cried out, "Oh, Eva, fuck... I'm going to come, ohhhhh...."

Eva leaned over and bit his neck hard and she felt his body tense underneath her. She could feel his cock throbbing hard inside her, releasing spurt after spurt of hot cum deep inside her. His body convulsing under her as she continued to ride out her orgasm on top of him.

Breathless their mouths met again. A feeling had passed between them, something Eva was sure would be explored further. She wasn't clear exactly was it would be, but she though it would be exciting and new. As Brent rolled her over, his cock still hard inside her and starting to thrust slowly again, Eva knew it would change her life.

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Saturday, April 07, 2007

Washington D.C. Series 1:3 - The Beginning

Eva walked past Brent into the main foyer of the brownstone. Her lust was momentarily distracted by the beauty surrounding her. Everything about the space was elegant from the spindled banister that led up to the second level to the deep mahogany floor beneath her feet. It screamed money and Eva was suddenly unsure as to what she was doing here. It was then that she felt Brent strong arms circle her waist.

"I know it's a bit much to look at," he said into her ear, "but it's all just things. They're not important to me." With those words he turned her slowly to him and kissed her softly.
Eva relaxed into his kiss and slid her arms around her neck. He knew what to say to her to make her feel comfortable here. She wanted him more than ever now and passionately kissed back. Their bodies felt the need and the fervency became more evident as their hands began to roam. Urgent and hungry movements overtook them.

"Let's go upstairs," Brent growled into her ear.
"Yes," Eva responded breathlessly, "Lets."

Brent took her hand and the two of them quickly made their way up the carpeted stairs to the master bedroom. Brent swung the door open and grabbed Eva tight to him once more. Their movements were frantic now. Helping each other undress and flinging clothes everywhere, Eva and Brent quickly stripped down. The first moment Brent's bare skin pressed against Eva, she knew this was exactly what she wanted. His warm skin fueled her desire and his hard length pressed firmly against her belly ignited her senses. She wanted to have him, all of him. She wanted to lick his skin and inhale his scent. She wanted to feel him inside her—deep inside her until she moaned with pleasure. She wanted to take him in her mouth and and taste his cum.

They stumbled toward the bed. Each ravishing the other. Each kissing and licking and biting, desperate for the touch of the other. The back of Brent's knees hit the bed first and he tumbled backward pulling Eva with him. Giggling for a moment, Eva pulled back to admire him. Brent's chiseled looks extended beyond his face. His hard sculpted chest led down to perfect abs that made Eva want to lean down and lick, His hard cock stood erect between his thighs. It was thick and long, more sizable than the men she normally dated. Eva wanted so much to have him inside her. To have the feeling of this hot hard thick cock sliding up into her inch by inch would be divine.

Eva leaned over Brent as he nestled his hand against her cheek.

"Oh Eva," he whispered as his lips met hers again, "you are so beautiful."

Eva murmured a soft response and kissed him harder. She felt his cock throb between her thighs as his lips crushed his. Her hand snaked down between them and wrapped around his cock. Her small hand began to stroke him, gently at first, feeling his penis throb again at the attention.

Her hand moved up and down his thick shaft, masturbating him slowly as their tongues swirled in each other's mouths. His hand wrapped itself in her hair, pulling her closer to him. Each stroke of her hand caused his fingers to grip tighter. His other hand cupped her ass, moving her against him in the rhythm of her hand. He pulled her toward him, harder, trying to will her to fuck him.

"Not yet," she gasped, "I'm not going to fuck you yet."
A low moan escaped his lips and she felt his cock suddenly pulse in her hand, growing slightly harder than she thought was possible.
"Please," he uttered, "Eva, you have me so close to cumming already. I don't know if I can hold out."
"No," Eva whispered softly and again his cock pulsed in her hand. She wanted more of him first. She wanted to wrap her lips around him and taste his cock. She wanted the feel of his erect penis in her mouth.
"Oh," he gasped," Eva... please... really, you have me so aroused."
"No," she said wickedly as her hand felt him pulse harder. He liked this, she thought to herself, he liked being teased this way. Each time she said no his cock grew harder. Eva wanted to test this further now. The thought was arousing her too. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. He excited her.
She stroked him firmer and made Brent gasp her name.
"Eva, god, please, I can't take this."
"No," she said harsher than she wanted but he reacted again, pulsing harder than before. Her harsh words added to the sensations. Eva had an idea. She whispered again, "I'm not going to fuck you until I'm ready, no matter how much you beg."
A strangled cry came from Brent as his cock went rigid in her hand.

Triumphantly, Eva smiled as she slid down his body kissing his neck as she inched her way down.
"Eva, please, I can't take this, ohhhh, bite me," Brent whispered. "Please."
Eva shuddered with desire when he said those words. It wasn't the words he said, it was the desire behind them. The longing was so clearly evident.
Eva licked and kissed his neck more before suddenly sinking her teeth into his neck. Brent groaned loudly and bucked his hips up to her hand. His cock pulsed hard in her hand, his erection going violently hard. She bit him again and he reacted again. Eva writhed on top of him. It was a strange sensation denying requests and inflicting pain on Brent and having him react in such a lustful and aroused way. For Eva it was stranger feeling herself become aroused while she did it. She wanted to hurt him more. She wanted to feel him grow harder. She wanted to hear him groan with pain and pleasure. She wanted to torture him until she came.

Eva stopped for a moment, aware of her thoughts as they filtered through her brain. She was abruptly confused by her thoughts. What was he doing to her. What were these sensations. How could she purposefully hurt him like this. It wasn't right.

Brent broke the silence, sensing her confusion. "Don't stop, Eva, please, I need this, I want this, I want you."

He sat up and wrapped his arms around her. His lips found hers again. His hand found his way between her thighs and stroked her gently. Brent gasped softly as he slid his fingers through her wetness. Eva was dripping wet from the arousal of the moment. She moaned as his skilled fingers found her clit.

Brent whispered to her then, "I like it when you bite me. It arouses me. I want you to hurt me. I want you to take me. I'm yours. You know you want to have me like this. I could feel it in your kiss and I can feel it between your thighs. You want to do this to me. Use me, Eva, however you want. Don't be afraid." He coed softly into her ear. His warm breath exciting her, his gentle yet suggestive words arousing her more.

Eva's hands slid up Brent's back and up into his hair. With an inhaled breath, she decided to test his words. She pulled sharply back on his hair and Brent cried out. His already hard cock, swelled and pulsed against her. His fingers moved faster as a hissed "yesss" rolled from his lips.

Eva pulled his hair hard again, snapping his head back. He groaned loudly as his fingers became frantic against her. It was all too much for Eva. It excited her beyond belief that she liked hurting him and he liked to be hurt. She needed him, now.

"Fuck me Brent," she harshly whispered in his ear...

to be continued...

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