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My hands run over my body and I let out a soft sigh. I need to ease the ache between my thighs. I need to touch myself. I need to cum. Wanton desirous thoughts invade my mind. The feeling overwhelms me and I can't do anything else until I'm sated. I'm already naked. I shed my clothes to the bedroom floor and now lie on the bed. The ache deepens. My fingers slide down my neck. I shiver with

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I lay waiting for you under the tree. My hair down around my shoulders, my body propped on one elbow, two bows strategically placed around me. I wait for you, hoping you come to me soon, waiting to feel your touch to warm my skin on this cold morning.I anticipate your touch. I wait to feel your hands sliding through my hair. I wait to feel your lips press against mine drawing the passion from me.

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Her gaze lingered on me, her eyes flashed white hot beneath long black lashes. Her full lips parted ever so slightly with a quick intake of breath. She sat opposite me in the crowded bar but I could feel the attraction weave its way through the crowd between us. She shifted in her chair. The glass in her hand made its way up to her lips. She made a point to touch the glass with her tongue before

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His lips told me the words I wanted to hear. I didn't care that he didn't mean them. I didn't care that I was being used. I needed to feel a touch, a hint of desire.His mouth lingered on my neck, alternating between kisses and talk of his want. He caressed my body with his, his chest against mine, his thigh pressed between mine. The heat poured from him making it all that easier to surrender. I

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Once, you loved me.I had felt the desire.It burned hot against my skin.It grew around me,Engulfing me in flames of passion.Once, no day passed in which I felt neglected.You wanted me, desired me.You yearned to feel my skin against your own.You yearned to caress my breasts,And run your hands along my body.Once, you couldn't contain your hunger.Your cock would grow hard at my scent,And my body

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Following is the much over due continuation of Gwen's experience with the boy. To read from the beginning of the chapter, you can find part one here and part two here. If you'd like to read the Gwen's story from the beginning, go to the links on the left and scroll down until you find the Savannah Series.-----A disappointed look washed over the boy's face. Gwen had to stifle a laugh."Trust me,"

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It's been awhile and I'm working on getting the writing karma back. To start, here's something a little different, inspired by a sketch.The sun glistened on her long chestnut hair. A faint glow surrounded her skin, backlit from the large window behind her. I licked my lips, my mouth dry as I tried to anticipate what she was going to do. A small trickle of sweat ran down my forehand. I'd wipe it

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"Are you sure you just want to watch me?" Gwen asked, her fingers clasping the zipper of her dress.The boy nodded and licked his lips. Gwen turned from him and slowly started to pull down her zipper. The dress was short, but the zipper ran the full length from neck to just above her heart-shaped ass. She turned back to the boy, once she reached the bottom, she slipped the dress from her shoulders

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He sat across the room from her on the rigid desk chair. He looked nervous and he voice shook ever so slightly when he spoke to her. Gwen felt a kindness for the man across from her. She shook her head. She was having a hard time thinking of him as a man. The boy had just confessed he really wasn't the twenty-five year old he led Madame Gretchen to believe. He was really only nineteen. He had

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Gwen's breasts pressed into the rough brick wall as the man leaned into her. His lips were arousingly rough on her neck and she gasped. His hands seized the thin straps to her dress and jerked them down her arms. He pulled her back just enough to reach his hand around and fondle her breast. Fingers roamed over the soft tissue before they found her tight nipples and pinched them. Gwen groaned and

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He pulled her out into the warm night air and they strode to the side of the hotel, back along a dark alley. As soon as they were out of view, he pushed her back up against the brick wall lining the one side of the alley. His mouth crushed hers in a heated kiss. Their tongues met and the man pulled her leg up along him. His hand slid up the back of her thigh. He pulled away and gasped as he

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He grinned widely at her. "Does everything fit well?"She nodded, "Everything fits perfectly. It appears as though someone let slip my size.""A little birdie told me."Gwen smiled. The man was very charming."A little birdie also told me you'll do anything I ask you to." His voice nudged down in degree and Gwen could see the lust in his eyes."As long as it's not illegal, I'll do my best to pleasure

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Gwen knocked on the door to the hotel room. She had taken the care to put on a sophisticated grey sheath dress and black heels before coming out tonight. The hotel was of the expensive variety and the request made of her was to dress accordingly. Gwen checked the dangling black crystal earrings that hung from her ears just as the door opened. The gentleman before her stood tall in the doorway.

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EDIT: I just realized I missed my Blogiversary. It was back in October. I really must keep more up to date with this blog. Anyway, Happy 4th Blogiversary to me and thank you all for being such wonderful readers over the years. Cheers!The familiar ache slithers through my body. I can feel it tug on my nipples and wind around my clit. My body needs you this morning and it's not going to be denied.

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A soft sigh escapes your lips when you walk into the room. You knew I'd be here, but you didn't know for how long or in what state. I lay on my side looking at you, letting my eyes wander over your body. My clothes lay carelessly discarded at the side of the bed. Your stance shifts as you lean against the doorframe. One eyebrow raises questioningly. You know why I'm here, but not specifically

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Bryant remained sitting in his chair for a moment. His hand was firmly situated around his hard cock, moving slowly up and down his rigid shaft. Gwen studied him. His eyes had changed since he first opened the door. Gone was the look of panic and replacing it was a wild, glazed stare that had Gwen uncertain as to what to expect. The sexual involvement with Linda had been extraordinary but still

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I had a dream last night. You were in my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep and you came back to me as I slipped deeper into slumber. We were together. I'm not sure of the place, but it was soft and dark. I felt your hard body next to mine and I smiled. My arousal was sudden when your lips touched mine. I was not expecting it. It took my breath away just as it did the first time you kissed

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Wow! I almost missed it! My blog is going to be rolling over to 3 MILLION HITS! I never would have thought when I started this blog back in October 2005 that I would see 3000 hits, let alone 3 million. That, my dear readers, is all because of you. Thank you for visiting, reading, leaving comments, sending me emails and being generally wonderful to me over the years. You're the best!In celebration

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This post is dedicated to someone very special. A long time reader of my blog recently passed away. She was young, lovely and so full of life. Because of her I found a wonderful friendship and my life has been blessed by the presence of her and the man she shared her life with. She will be missed.--------Thank you to the very lovely Madeline Glass who included this post as part of the Dirty Girls

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Linda's fingers slid over Gwen's shoulders as she pulled her closer. A rush of heat ran between them. Her fingers were soft and gentle yet firm guiding Gwen tighter into the embrace. Gwen's fingers ran over Linda's arms in kind. Her skin was so different than that of a man. It was soft and smooth, pliable as her fingers kneaded into it. Her breath was sweet and forbidden. Her tongue was dangerous

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I've finally joined the rest of society and given in to all the tweet-pressure. *wink*I can now be found on Twitter. I have just started and would love to have you join me in there.And for those of you who are waiting, Savannah Chapter 2 will continue shortly...

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Gwen studied herself in the mirror and wondered what men saw in her. On top of that, she wondered what her husband ever saw in her. It was obviously nothing he desired for some time. She knew marriages tended to falter at times and she shouldn't take too much to heart but she couldn't help it. At least since coming to work for Madame Gretchen the men she fucked seemed to like her well enough.She

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Thank you to the very wonderful Madeline Glass for including me in the June 12 Sex Blog Roundup on Fleshbot!Gwen softly whispered back to Stephen, "How would you like me to fuck you. You normally have to please the woman, but this is your turn to receive the pleasure. Tell me what you'd like."As Gwen spoke the words, her hand snaked between her thighs and caressed his growing cock.Stephan sighed

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I'm still here for you.Longing for your touch.Wanting to feel your body against mine.My own hands tracing where yours should be.Feeling bliss, yet needing more.It won't be long now.

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Thank you to the very wonderful Madeline Glass for mention in Fleshbot for April 17!Gwen allowed herself another minute of pleasure before pulling away from Stephan. As much as she wanted him to ravish her, she knew he needed to be pleasured by her if this was to be the path her life would take. She leaned forward and look Stephan's hand. Moving slowly and seductively, she brought it up to her

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Gwen's body surged under Stephan's touch. Every inch of her was set aflame as his lips caressed hers. It was what she needed, what she desired. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Their two bodies crushed together as lust overtook her. She wanted him now and his body responded in kind. His fingers grabbed at her clothes, pulling at them, trying to remove them. Just as his

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Gwen's visit with Madame Gretchen consisted of much embarrassment on her part and nothing but support on Madame Gretchen's part. Madame Gretchen questioned her thoroughly, but kindly. Her main concern was that of Gwen's husband. As a wealthy businessman, the potential for Gwen to be involved with a business associate or even her husband himself was not beyond a possibility. Gwen was able to

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Yes, yes, I know I've been quiet. I have no excuses for you only that I'm back with a new series in the works. To compliment my New York and Washington series is a new tale of sex, money and adventure with my Savannah series. Savannah, Georgia native Gwen is featured in this one along with a fine list of men and women who find her more than appealing. The following is just the beginning. Enjoy!-

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This is a continuation of a post I wrote a short time ago. If you haven't read it or if you want to enjoy it from beginning to end, go here to read Part 1.Your struggles and gasps arouse me more. I hover over you, not letting you touch me and your anguish is clear. My fingers tighten around your wrists as you wrestle against me. And then you beg. It's quiet at first, only a whisper. I ignore you

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I'm still here and am working on a continuance of Control. In the meantime, I'm indulging in a little orgy action over at Roger's blog. If you'd like to come join me, or come in and watch, stop on by.Please take a look at the "rules" though. Please don't push anyone out of the way, but if you can figure out a creative way to join me, please do. I'd love to see (and have) you.DLG xoxo

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Your look of surprise when you enter the door tells me I've done the right thing. I wasn't expected today and I rarely invade your home. You look at me lying on your bed and walk toward me. Your hands work at your clothes as you cross the hardwood floor. Fingers undo your tie and you toss it to the ground. Buttons are ripped as you tear off your shirt. You only stumble slightly as your pants and

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It does appear as though I missed my 3rd Blogiversary date. Three years ago this month I began Dirty Little Mind. I've come quite far in that time, made new friends of all kinds, ventured into audio books (with which I held the #1 spot for audio books in UK itunes for 4 months straight, thank you very much), had the fortune of being published in FHM magazine, hosted a masturbatathon, surpassed

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Audio Book News!And it's finally available! In addition to my New York series, Eva and the Washington Series is now available as an audio book through Leatherback Productions.It can be purchased here at Audible.com or through the itunes store. As before, the author is listed as Tinca Turle (I can't use my real name now can I) and is searchable under Leatherback Productions.Enjoy!In other news…I

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I've been lonely, thinking about you. It's been so long since we've been together. I miss the smell of you on my skin. I miss the smell of sex in the room. The musky scent of sweat and bodies and lust and greed. I love that scent. It's unmistakable when you walk into a room where two people have had sex. It can linger for hours, days even. The smell can envelop you and welcome you. And it can

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She moans quietly into the bed and her thighs shift apart slightly. You smile and pick up your first choice. Lifting her ankle, you slide the strap of the butterfly vibrator up her calf and move to do the same on her other leg. You tease the straps up her thigh until you hit the bed."Lift." you say and she immediately attempts to lift her torso as high as she can. Her body barely moves but you

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Thank you to the lovely Madeline Glass for including me in this week's Fleshbot Sex Blog Round-up! --------Her knuckles are beginning to turn white as she grips the ropes binding her wrists to the headboard. Her body makes a clean line, outstretched arms above her head following her spine down to her naked ass. Her knees barely touch the floor though it doesn't matter. The bed holds her weight,

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You say you want me.But it's not me you want.You say you need me.But it's not me you need.I am no one. And anyone. It's why you come here, isn't it. It's so you can have me be anyone you want me to be. You don't need to see me or know what color my hair is. You don't need to look into my eyes and see yourself reflecting there. It's not what I'm here for. I'm here so I can become her. She's the

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Her hair drifted across my body. Thick black curly hair slowly slid down my body following her as she traced over my legs. I could only see her hair until she dipped down. Her head dropped lower and the curve of her back revealed her luscious ass accented by the thin fabric of her thong. Her hands ran up the outside of my legs as she pushed her body back up. A smile spread across her face as she

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His breath was hot against the back of my neck. Hands slithered around me and I could feel his hard cock nestled against my ass. His body moved slightly, a gentle rocking, pressing against me in a slow rhythm. I moaned softly as his hands drifted over my breasts. The question 'What time is it?" entered my mind before quickly leaving as his fingers pinched a nipple. I groaned as my body began to

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And here is the last part of a naughty email st0ry exchange between myself and sneakyraven. If you didn't catch the first two parts, here they are: Part 1 Part 2--------Our post play is as erotic and hot as our foreplay. Our embrace is tight and close, our tongues swirl around and we suck each other's breath with as much pleasure we did our nectar. I press you closer with one hand on your head

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The next part of the joint story with sneakyraven. His words are in italic. If you missed part 1, go here.---------------Our bodies glisten with moisture and you absolutely glow with hot passion. My tongue reaches your nipple, flicks it and encircles your areola, my teeth nibble one nipple as I pinch and erotically twist on the other, I can sense your intense pleasure, your wonderful breasts and

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With permission, the following is an email story exchange between myself and a long-time reader who we'll call sneakyraven. It was a delightful and very erotic exchange, which, I think you'll very much enjoy. His words are in italic. It is unedited and in the raw. Enjoy!----------------We catch each other’s eye in the elevator and happen to get off on the same floor. Your eyes beckon me to

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As you may have read, our Masturbatathon went on for 3 very intense hours. It's impossible to post the entire thing here as it runs on in in MS Word for 40 pages! So, I've skipped ahead to what I consider a very erotic part of our session which involves almost everyone. It's unedited, except for change in name, and completely in the raw. If you missed Part 1 or Part 2 please feel free to go back

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And here's the next installment of our delightful Masturbatathon. Part 1 can be read here. Many orgasms to come so stay tuned for more installments of our party!Tboy: mmmdirtyboy1uk: though if DLG starts getting hot and heavy, I may have to cum toodirtylittlemindgirl: it's so sweet to share that kind of loveTDHand: mmmdirtyboy1uk: I'm intensely erect, actually ;)TDHand: where are those green

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Hello all!The Masturbatathon on Saturday was a huge success. Not only did we have a delightful time, but the event garnered international attention - we drew in participants from the US (both east and west coast), UK, Sweden and India. Following is the first part. Names have been changed but comments have not. Many more orgasms were had in the three hours, 16 that I know of, so stay tuned for

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** UPDATE - The Masturbatathon was a huge success!!! Thank you to all who participated—many kisses to you! If you missed it, stay tuned as I'll be posting excepts soon.**Would you like to have a little fun in here with me and the other readers? I hope so ;)My regular readers will know that I've just passed two million hits, and I wanted to do something special with you to celebrate, something we

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After much deliberation, I've decided to award my panties to Blow Job Babe for her delightful and arousing beginning to our date. Congratulations! She has requested that I finish the date so below her winning entry you'll find my response. And go check out her blog too! It's rather hot.For all those who entered. Thank you so much. It was a very hard decision to make as all of the entries were fun

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I've almost done it. I'm almost there. It will soon be time to celebrate 2,000,000 hits to the blog. Wow! It never even crossed my mind when I began this blog back in October 2005 that I would ever have attracted as many people as I have. For that I am grateful. It's been an interesting few years as a writer and as a "real life" person. Things have changed, but all for the better. I'm as much in

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Brent groaned loudly, starting to protest before shutting his mouth. If he protested too much she'd never let him join them. As it was, he could barely move.Eva turned to Drew. "I hope you're better behaved than he is," she growled as she pull him to her. Before he could speak she pressed her mouth to his. "And I hope you're a damn good fuck because I need it hard." she said and then a bit his

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**Reminder - Today is the last day for your Valentine's Day Contest submissions!**Brent visibly shuttered when she said the words but didn't hesitate to come up to his knees before Drew. He leaned in over Drew and kissed him softly. Drew responded eagerly and slid his hands through Brent's hair to pull him closer. Eva had never watched two men kiss before and the scene was incredibly arousing.

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Eva settled in next to another female lawyer from her floor and Mr. Denhurst indicated to Brent to sit. Brent looked around before realizing he was meant to sit at her feet. Eva watched him curiously. Brent seemed to vary between a state of arousal and a state of embarrassment. He sat tentatively next to Eva's chair and she squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. Just as Gretchen delivered her wine,

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Some interesting things have been happening around here lately and I thought I'd share them with you.First, I want to mention again that my Valentine's Day contest is still going on — I have already had a few entries here on the blog and through email. The deadline is Feb. 29 so you still have time to win me in my panties ;)Other exciting news is regarding my audiobook. I have the number one

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Hello my wonderful readers!I though I'd take a quick break from Chapter 5 of the Washington D.C. series and have a little fun.It's time for my third annual Valentine's Day contest! I couldn't let the holiday go by without one. As with tradition, it's a writing contest again. The prize? The same as the two previous years - a photo of me in just my panties. Yep, in nothing but my panties. The

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Eva and Brent had just enough time after their delightful fucking to quickly dress and straighten up before catching a cab to be on their way. The cab pulled up to the non-descript building at a few minutes past 9 o'clock. Eva, normally being the fashionably late type, decided against showing up too terribly late this evening. She didn't know what to expect and certainly didn't want to disappoint

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**Update - Blogger has unblocked me! Thank you Google!!!**I do apologize to all of my readers for the blogger issue. It seems as though I've been marked for being in Violation of Terms of Service. I'm not sure how this happened. I have reviewed the Terms and believe I follow everything correctly. I'm not spamming anyone, all the content is my own, I'm not using this space for retail, etc.I have

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Desirous talk comes from your lips. Whispers of promises. Naughty thoughts and deeds all streaming off your tongue. Your mouth produces a staccato of dirty words mixed with insinuating thoughts. I listen. My tongue crosses over my lips, wetting them, as my body warms to your words. My thighs squeeze together slightly masking the growing wetness pooling between them. I wait.I wait for your words

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*A big thank you to the very lovely and very beautiful Always Aroused Girl for mention in this week's One Eyed Monster Sex Blog Roundup on Fleshbot*"Oh fuck, Brent," she gasped, "make me cum. God, I'm so close..." Her voice trailed off into another moan as Brent pinched her nipple harder.Brent moved suddenly, lifting Eva as he flipped her over onto her back. Pushing her dress up roughly, he

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Stepping in with a brief interlude while I finish up Eva's story. I hope everyone's New Year's Celebration was fun and safe. During my time off I found myself relaxing and browsing YouTube for all matter of things and came across this:Dirty Little Girl by Paul Mahos & New Life CrisisGood song and I found it quite appropriate. He seems to know me so well. ;)All my best for the new year,DLG xoxo

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Eva's hands reached down to her dress and pulled the bottom up further. Taking Brent's cock into her hands, she guided him to her, the head of his cock nestled against her labia. With a hard passionate kiss, she pushed down against him. A low growl grew from Brent's throat. She slipped all the way down on him, feeling his heat fill her. Their bodies locked together in a passionate embrace.Slowly,

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Eva walked Brent back toward the bed. His knees backed into the edge and it sent him tumbling. Laughing, Eva climbed over him, climbing up along his aching body. Loose hair brushed along his stomach as her lips kissed their way across his stomach. The soft touch of her sensuous mouth drew sparks from him. Resting his hands in her hair, Brent closed his eyes. Eva glanced up to see him enjoying her

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Eva laid her hand on Brent's knee. He had been nervously fidgeting beside her. She glanced over to see him playing with the tight collar of his shirt. She smiled warmly at her and he nervously laughed and let his hand fall on top of hers. Eva was a bit nervous as well, but she didn't want to make Brent seem any more uncomfortable than he already was.Eva had discovered earlier that week that Brent

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Contrary to popular belief, I have not fallen off the face of the planet nor have I given up blogging. After reaching my two-year anniversary with this blog I took the time for a much needed break.I came to find that I wasn't enjoying writing as I should. I found my writing was beginning to feel like the "same ol' same ol.'" I felt the need to reassess how I approach writing. While I do love that

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"Touch yourself for me."Your moan was soft and your hand immediately took your cock. My thigh tucked in between yours and my lips rested against your ear"Stroke yourself hard. I want you erect for me. I want my whore to be so fucking hard when I fuck you."Another small groan escaped your lips and your hand moved faster. The mention of the word "whore" immediately made you harder.My hands ran over

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No light came through the silk over my eyes. Every sense was heightened as I listened for your soft footsteps. I allowed you this tonight. A change in roles perhaps, excitement in the unknown.The bed gave as you sat down next to me. Soft lips kissed mine gently and I responded. Our mouths met hot and wet, kissing passionately. You withdrew and teased my clothing from me. The cool breeze of the

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Your cock warm and hardUndulating between my thighsEach thrust brings pleasure-----I growl and take chargePinning you to my firm bedSpanking you for fun-----I pinch my nippleA soft moan escapes my lipsWetness grows inside-----Kissing my loverThe embrace tightens with lustPassion inspires-----Thoughts of you enterMy cunt pulses with your touchI need you here nowCare to try one of your own?If

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"Fuck me," she whispered again and he plunged his hard cock deep inside her with one stroke. Both of them cried out as he entered her, both equal in their lust. They both held themselves there taking in the heat they gave to each other. Eva's thighs tightened around his back as he began to thrust inside her. Her hips moved up to meet him. She needed to be fucked hard and deep. She grasped him,

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The young artist moved quickly, placing his gun on the table as he continued to rub her throbbing clit. Eva opened her eyes and looked at him. She could see his hard cock pressing against his jeans, needing his own release. "I need more," she said, quietly taking control of the situation. "I need you to fuck me. I need you to make me cum again. Do you want to fuck me? Tell me you want to fuck me.

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He smiled warmly at her as Eva explained what she wanted. Thirty minutes later he had a drawing for her and helped Eva settle onto the table. "You'll have to lower your jeans and panties so I can place the stencil on you." he said as he gathered and sterilized his equipment.Eva slid her zipper down and lowered her clothing as requested. She could feel the rush of adrenaline and arousal already

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Eva turned the envelope over and over in her hands. The courier had her sign for it only a few minutes ago and she had yet to open it. She wasn't sure what to do with it. She had never received an envelope like this before and had certainly never had one delivered by courier.It was metallic gold that was obviously quite expensive from the feel of it. It was addressed in fancy black lettering to

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My eyes flicked to you. I wasn't surprised to see how much lust was visible. I could tell by your voice when you said my name in my ear. It was soft and dangerous. My hand reached behind me and I drew you closer. I needed to feel you. I needed to feel all of you.Coming closer, you reached your hands around me, bringing them up along my sides. Sighing softly, I leaned back into you. My hands

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Thank you to Jefferson of Fleshbot for the pantry raiding, jelly on top mention this week!You said you needed me tonight.You say that more often than you'd like.I come anyway, knowing the kind of night I'll have. The evening is hot and humid, typical of the season here. I slip into black lace panties and black bra. Envisioning your expression, I slide into a short flirty skirt and tight blouse.

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Thank you to Viviane of Fleshbot for the lovely Red, White and Blue mention this week!I lie here naked on the floor breathing heavily as I feel the result of your lust pooling between my thighs and dripping down my back. You had taken me greedily this evening. I barely had the door open to greet you when you pushed me inside and up against the wall of the foyer. Your kisses were hungry and

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Eva stepped around Brent, positioning herself right behind him. She could feel her body tingle as she moved toward him. With a swift movement, she grabbed his hair hard and pulled his head back.“What do you think, slut? Do you think you need to learn to do what you’re told?”Brent gasped, “Yes. I’m sorry.”“That’s my good boy.” Eva soothed in his ear. “Put your hands behind your back.”Brent

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Eva watched breathlessly as Ms. McCabe slowly leant back across her desk. Brent followed her without slowing his movements. He was up on his knees now and Eva could see his straining cock pushing against the fabric of his pants. She couldn't pull her eyes away from the scene. She needed this. She didn't know why, but she knew deep down this is what she needed.Brent continued to fuck Elizabeth

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Ms. McCabe leaned over Brent. Smiling softly at him she ran her fingers through his hair. Her other hand tipped his chin up to her and she leaned closer to whisper in his ear. Eva watched, still dumbstruck, as Brent's mouth slowly curled into a smile.Eva, confused by the entire situation, wrestled with her feelings. So many had passed over her in the time since she had entered the office of her

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Eva smiled as she took another bite of the muffin Brent had brought her this morning. He was so thoughtful. Every morning for the past month he had brought her something, whether it be coffee or breakfast and on a few occasions, flowers. Eva couldn't help but wonder if she were dreaming. He was such an amazing man and the sex was mind blowing.She had been with him almost every night over the past

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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

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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

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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

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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

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Eva couldn't stop thinking about the curious behavior she had seen in Elizabeth McCabe's office a few days earlier. What had Brent been doing? Did he drop something? Did he fall and miss the chair. It was bizarre. She had seen Brent a few times since then but didn't have the courage to ask him about it. And besides, he always seemed in a rush and she didn't have the heart to stop him.She also

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Hello my lovely readers. Yes, I realize it's been some time since I last posted. I've been taking the time to do a bit more serious writing, the beginnings of which are posted here. The audio book opportunity has led me to writing a second "city" series which I have been developing fervently over the past several weeks. Washington D.C. is a look at a young lawyer named Eva who ventures into

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After reviewing the many wonderful entries I received for my Valentine's Day Contest, I finally made my decision. It was difficult as they were all so wonderful, each for their own reasons. But since only one can win - the winner is.....Al Sensu, a delightful fellow blogger whom I have been reading for quite some time. (please go check him out at erotischism and hard & fast)His fabulous entry was

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*Contest Update*I have received all of the entries and must admit I'm having a very difficult time choosing the winner. I promise to make the decision by the end of the week. In the meantime, here is Part Three of the survey winner: You, Me and Another Girl. ;) If you're just joining us now, go here to read Part One and Part Two.-----------I moaned again as he began to move inside me, my cunt

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Before I begin, this is a reminder that the Win DLG in Her Panties contest is still going on. Entrants have until February 28th to seduce me and win a photo of me in just my panties. For more details on how to win, go here.And without further ado, here is the continuation of the winning post...------------Her gaze never left me as I guided the car into the driveway. Her fingers felt for the seat

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Hello my fabulous readers!I know you've been patiently waiting for the next part of You, Me and another Girl. I've been dreadfully busy and haven't had the chance to get to it yet. I do promise it'll be done soon though as I'm very much looking forward to writing the conclusion. I have a feeling it will be rather long and rather filthy.In the meantime I thought I might start a Valentine's Day

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The train was late. I wasn't all that bothered though. I had an entertaining view from the bar stool I was on. Leaning back against the bar, I sipped my Diet Coke and picked at my order of fries while I casually watched the other travelers pass by. Most were in a hurry, but a few lingered reuniting with loved ones or checking their cell phones. There was no hurry for me, however, she'd be here to

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And the votes are in. Looks like me, you and another girl is the winner. However, this is a winner for both the men and the women. This just means that I may be writing two posts... one for f-f-m and one for f-f-f... any objections? This is going to be fun ;)As for the other votes, there was such a close call among the rest I'm going to try and work them into this story and/or continue writing

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I've been thinking about you. I've been in control here for quite some time. I think maybe it's time to let you have a little for once. Perhaps let you have your way with me... just the way you like it? Or would you rather give the control back to me so I can punish you like the dirty slut you are? I want you to tell me what you want. I'll give you some choices and let you decide. Whatever comes

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My Naked in the Rain novella (renamed New York Series) has been produced by Leatherback Productions Inc. as an audiobook and is now available for download! I never thought something like this could happen. Wow! It's so very exciting to hear my words being read to me through my iPod headphones. What a thrill! You can listen to a sample and/or download the audiobook either from Audible.com or

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Fucking Again with Dirtyboy and DLGThe very sexy and very naughty Dirtyboy and I got together to write something for you again. No holding back this time - it left me very very aroused. It was written with desire in our minds and lust somewhere else... I hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it. *wink* (His words are in italics)It's early evening, and we're all alone. It's dark

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If you're looking for something more interactive and possibly a bit steamier, Supercock and I co-wrote a story. The first part is up on his blog now. Go check it out, I think you'll rather like it...-----------------I stir, shaking off the remnants of sleep. My body stretches, letting the blood begin to flow through my limbs. I snuggle back into the bed. The air is cool and the covers are warm

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continued from Merry Christmas Lover.You smile at me, looking over my body. I know my face is flushed from my orgasm and my body is relaxed under you. Your lips find my neck again and I feel you smiling into it. "How about we make this a Happy New Year too."I laugh. Rolling over, you pull me with you. Our bodies press tightly together, skin against skin as I slide on top of you. My thighs part,

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I'm not sure what kind of sight I am, but I wrapped myself up just for you lover. A red silk negligee and red lace panties, nothing else but me under the tree, your gift. I wait for you to come join me on this beautiful Christmas morning. The sun streams through the windows and the fire is lit. I watch your smile appear as you walk in the door, a smile that shines with immediate desire. Your bare

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I opened the door and looked at her. She took my breath away. She always does. Her hair hanging down over her shoulders, her beautiful face smiling seductively at me, her lithe body waiting to wrap itself around me.She leaned forward and kissed me, softly, sensually. I could taste the alcohol on her lips. I should have said no when she called. She always does this to me - going out, partying,

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"I want you," I whisper softly into your ear. My warm body is pressed up close behind yours and I feel you shift back against me. "I want you," I whisper again and hear you let out a soft moan. Your body shifts again, and I hold you close. My fingertips graze over your chest as I find your erect nipples. I rub them without any hurry, letting the arousal build slowly as the early morning light

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Wishing you goodnight, I hung up my office phone. I had many more hours left ahead of me and the night was quickly progressing. Sighing softly, I spread my papers out in front of me and began the task at hand. The building had emptied out hours ago and save for a few cleaning people, I was alone. Not caring about appearances, I slid off my jacket and hung it over the back of my chair. Still

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I hadn't noticed that you weren't partaking in the feast before us. Intrigued, I turned to observe you. You were relaxed on the large soft sofa pushed against the far wall. One arm rested along the edge of the couch, your fingers clenching and unclenching at the fabric. Your face shone with desire, your eyes flicking back and forth between the scenes before you. From the movement in your chest,

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From a couch positioned at the front of the room I watched the scene unfold before. The blonde had been lifted from the table now and she lay on several pillows piled in the floor. She was fully engaged. One guest was between her thighs. I could see his tongue moving over her, flicking softly over her clit as his fingers pushed deep inside her. His shirt was off and his trousers were undone so

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Another little celbration for you. Today is my 100th post. As a thank you to all of my amazing readers for being so wonderful and supportive, I've invited you to dinner...I walked into the room and surveyed what lay before me. My little gathering seemed to be progressing nicely and everyone looked to be having a nice time. I could see where the attractions lay by the pairings around the room. I

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