Held hostage in a seductive fantasy
fluid, flowing
the night whispers
sharing it's secrets
Desire vibrating on the wind
A kiss, a touch
angel and guardian
wild sensations
sensuous sexuality
Dark pleasures unite
an ultimate passion
Mind to heart
heart to soul
A forbidden dance
legs tangled
fingers clasped together
sheets twisted
overwhelming all sense
burning heat
perspiration dampened skin
Blissful releases
sighs of contentment
sing a sweet lullaby

My shirt's on the pillow
Your pants on the floor
And suddenly we think
did we even lock the door?

But the moments too perfect
And this time is so right
We're both craving each other
We'll be sexin' all night

Our hearts are racing
Our breaths are deep
And into your back
My nails seep

You kiss me with passion
Is it love, or is it lust
My heart skips a beat
Anticipating your first thrust

But you tease me a little
And kiss me between my thighs
You're so good with your tongue
So toward my climax I rise

But before I can make it
Just right before I cum
My eyes roll back
And my toes go numb

So I pull your head up
And throw you down
Move my lips down your body
And start going to town

You make soft moans
And I hum real low
And though I know you're about to
I stop before you can blow

So you roll me over
And climb on top
Then position ourselves
So you can hit the right spot

We both are dying to feel
The most perfect sin
So you give a little smirk
As you put yourself in

The penetration is amazing
And your size is so big
So deeper into your back
My nails begin to dig

You look into my eyes
As I gaze back into yours
And the sweat on our bodies
Just keep seeping out our pores

Time seems to stand still
In this moment of you and I
We're so good together
It's like the perfect sober high

Then that's when it happens
Our bodies almost numb
And we both give a little smirk
Because we're both about to cum

Then we lie there for a moment
Our naked bodies, skin to skin
Then we both drift off to sleep
Worn out from the perfect sin

Lap Dance, For Your Eyes Only

If you want me, let me know
And I‘ll put on quit a show
For your eyes only
Just to make that perfectly clear
You are the only one I’d let see
This Wild/Sexy side of me
So sit back and relax
Watch me do my little dance
Look, but don’t try to touch
Lust, but don’t try to fuck
Be careful babe, cause I’m on Fire
I’ll give you what your heart truly desires.

“Lips like wine,

A kiss to suit my inner darkness,
Wild and uncontrollable,
Even by us as we do it.
Hands that move wildly
Glow like a second moon in the star shine.
You pull away, no more grunts,
No more sighs or an attempt to break away.
I am confused at first but then your mouth opens,
The words you speak stick in my mind.
They sparkle like diamonds,
They are the jewels brought by heating passion.

“Lips like wine,
Pale flesh I can’t break away from.
They tempt me, steal my heart,
This passion I dare not break away from.
I see sweat on your neck,
As it wrenches from pleasure,
I dare not break away.
If I broke away could I ever see this again?
This perfect moment, perfect lust,
Not hindered by classification or laws.”

I have no answer,
Only a light purr.
It is all I can utter,
But it speaks louder then any word.
I feel your hands begin their mindless search,
Your mouth returns to mine,
Lips of wine
Meeting salty tasting thin ones.

You break away, making it hard for me to think,
We haven’t finished,
Haven’t even made the bed creak.
You take in the image as the moon lights the way,
You look as though you’ve run out of things to say.
I come forward but you pull back,
A teaser to the very end,
More playful then I’ve ever seen, my little Puck.

“Tempting from your lips to your body,
Tempting in ways
That I was taught are naughty.
I am trying so hard,
Trying to throw passion to the wind,
But deep down I know,
That this is more then just a kiss.”

I want to forget about your morals,
I want to forget about sin.
I want to only know this moment,
Only know your body.
I want to be hurled by winds of passion,
Enter the second ring early.
Because being teased and tempted
Only makes it so much more darling.

Thoughts of a Dirty Girl Getting Dressed in the Dark

I don’t need to wake by your side
Wrapped arm in arm only to find
That I don’t need the morning breath stink
Or faked “you’re beautiful” whispered when we really think
My god, is this what I fell into bed with last night
I pray I don’t let it be ruined by morning light
Just go to sleep, in the middle of the night
I’ll find my dress, I’ll make it home all right
Sleep in my own bed all cozy and tight
I’ll leave you with sheets that smell of me
I may even leave you with a souvenir panty
As long as I don’t have say I didn’t hear you snorning
Or the belches and farts that come with the morning
No, I’ll never consider it a walk of shame
To sneak home at night with nobody to blame
Let’s remember the touches and tastes of midnight
The way they were, not in the harsh light
I snicker in my pillow because I know it’s mine
No covers stolen or shared, my privacy divine
Did we share numbers or promises to call
Doesn’t matter, fate will decide it all
For now I’ll sleep the slumber of the hunter
Who marked her prey, tagged it and bagged it in under
An hour of acting naïve, innocent and nice
When all I wanted was you between my thighs
No, this poem will never win awards
For etiquette and moral standards, for sure
But it was fun to compose it while I thought of how hot
You must look laying alone in the wet spot

Seduction of a Cougar!

She smirks, biting his lip playfully as his hands creep beneath her skirt. He lifts the tight shirt she'd worn on purpose just to tease him, and they break apart from kissing long enough to lift it over her head. A bra is quickly pushed up; he can't be bothered to fumble with the clasp. Instead, his mouth finds one nipple, his fingers find another, and her hands tug with a little frustration at his zipper. She's able to ease his jeans off his hips, but he gasps when she catches the waistband of his underwear on his cock. She apologizes, kissing and sucking at his neck in between sorries, and he doesn't bother to tell her that it hadn't hurt.

He stops long enough to take off her bra entirely, and it's flung to some far corner of the room. Gripping her hips, he turns her around on his lap, sitting her so that his cock and her (frustratingly still-clothed) ass were touching. When he moves his hips forward, she gets the hint and uses her arms to brace herself and push back. He groans, a hand moving up to tangle in her hair.

"Fuck," he hisses, and repeats it when she stands up. She gives his erection a searing glance and a half-smile, but when she starts to move her body, she watches his face. Moving slowly, hypnotically, she turns around and slides her jeans off her legs, bending over oh-so-unintentionally as she does so. He leans forward to touch her ass, but she gives a warning glare over her shoulder.

"Nuh uh," she says, half-grinning. "Not yet." The underwear, she slips off without ceremony, dropping them to the floor and stepping out of them. With a renewed sense of urgency she turns back around, watching as he takes off his own shirt. She plants kisses from his collarbone down his chest, her tits conveniently rubbing against his erection. He bucks his hips once or twice, until she swats him teasingly on the stomach. "Stop that," she says, giggling a little. "Just wait." She glances up to see the puppy-dog eyes she knew he was giving, and she just rolls hers in response.

A few kisses later she's to his cock, but she doesn't do anything. Instead, she looks up and waits for permission with her eyebrows raised. His own eyes are half-shut, but they open when she's gone about five seconds without touching him. "What're you waiting for?" he says, sounding irritated and breathy and horny all at the same time. This time she goes for it. Her mouth forms an O shape, far too small for his cock, but she has a technique. It's like he's fucking her for real, except not quite. She eases him into her mouth, stopping with just the head of his cock in her lips. He groans like she's hurting him, but the sound changes to quick gasps when she starts to flick her tongue at the sensitive spot on the underside. Her hand moves lazily up and down the shaft of his cock, enough to torture but not enough to get him off, and she sucks and licks at his head until she hears him gasping 'please' above her.

When he begs, she gives in, and sucks at his cock as she takes it deeper in her mouth, swirling her tongue and making patterns as she goes. One hand stays on his erection, moving up and down in rhythm as she bobs her head. Her other hand moves down to cup his balls, caressing and squeezing so lightly—but she knows she's doing something right when his hips jerk forward. Soon they have a rhythm—he thrusts forward as she moves her mouth further down his cock, and he leans back as she pulls back up. His breath is ragged and she's holding hers half the time as she sucks and licks and kisses at his cock, head moving fast, his hands tugging at her hair so rhythmically she's not sure he even realizes he's doing it.

When his erection seems hotter and larger in her mouth, she knows he's close, so close to coming, and so she stops what she's doing, ignoring his protests. He'll like this better in the end anyhow, she thinks, and sucks and licks her own fingers for a second before sliding two of them, and then three, into her pussy. She leans back on his lap, letting him enjoy the view if he likes as she finger-fucks herself for a few seconds, stretching her pussy and making sure it's wet enough to take him without a problem.

"You wanna fuck me?" she asked breathlessly, her voice rising and falling as she shoves fingers into her own ****. He's beyond speaking. He just groans and strokes himself slightly, trying to stay hard and keep from coming at the same time. The sight of that, and the thought that he's remembering how her mouth felt on his dick, makes her smile and turns her on more. It's more than she can deal with without help, so she straddles his legs and wraps an arm around his neck, using the other hand to grip his cock as she lowers herself onto it.

It's not much pleasure for her at this point, because she hasn't built up a rhythm, but he tosses his head back. He's miserable because of the pace she's using, going up-and-down in-and-on on his dick so slowly, but it feels so good to have his cock in hot, tight, wetness that he has to think of football to keep from coming. After a second she's got the movement right, though, and she's riding him, angled so that his cock hits her G-spot, making her gasp obscenities, and there's pressure on her clit with each thrust, and his hips are thrusting to meet her.

And then there's a few confused moments of movement and he reaches up to play with her tits, tweaking her nipples and pulling her down so he can suck and bite on them, still fucking her and being fucked ruthlessly. Somehow, unusually, she's coming first—the tightness around his cock gets tighter, and she's still moving up and down. He'd swear it's like fucking a virgin all over again when he times it just right, plunging in just as her muscles are tensing. Riding the orgasm out like that makes her legs shake and she moans, and before thirty seconds has gone by, she's rubbing her own clit and fucking him again, until she has a second orgasm that's quicker but more intense than the first. This one, she simply spasms around his cock, and it's enough to drive him over the edge and back. His lips are on her nipples but he moves to her shoulder and bit down, a little bit hard, but they both moan and he finally comes in her pussy.

He leans back, reclining on the couch and pulling her to lay on top of him, still inside her. She pants a little and wipes the sweat from her upper lip, kissing him once, intensely as she always did right after sex. He plays with her hair absently, and she lays her head on his chest. They know that very soon they'll have to separate and clean up. He can only hope for a little shower sex.

Ahhh... Spank Me Good

Ahhh... Spank Me Good


Ahhh.. Spank me good
like you know you should
I'm on my knees
pretty please
hand or leather
it's your pleasure

I'm at your needs
give me what you please
just spank me good
if you would

I will bend over backwards
if that pleases you
just spank me good
if you would

Let me spread my thighs wide
not too far
the pain I might not deny
just spank me good
if you would

Slide up on top
give me all you got
with your heavy moaning,
my ahhhs and screams
I need to feel your
muscled arms tightly
just spank me good
if you would

We can do this in a chair
over your lap, on the table or even on the floor, the softness of the bed
I will be lead
just be yourself with me
feel free
just spank me good
if you would...

Send that intense pleasure
into me good
with your hot rod of meat
now, don't cheat
you're holding back
you are all I want
make no mistake about that.

A Dream Lover

A Dream Lover

I'll walk into your fantasy

And guide you from your fear

Ask what you will of me

That is why I'm here.

Lay me on experiment's alter

Covered with satin and lace

Hold me with seduction's halter

Wrapped in passion's embrace.

I will sacrifice my shame for you

Asking nothing in return

I'll give you what I've given so few

Access to desire's cistern.

There your thirst is quenched

And all your hunger is fed

As you emerge from lust so drenched

And throbbing on your bed.

"I am a good girl, bad girl, & a taste of everything naughty!

"I am a good girl, bad girl, & a taste of everything naughty! Did I mention I love to be naked, surrounding myself with sexy people, sexy music, & sexy entertainment! I definitely have a passion for dancing. I would like to run my very own nudist club on the beach someday. My favorite sex positions are doggy & missionary! Do I masturbate? Absolutely! And to know someone's watching is even a greater turn on! And if you want me to be your Swiss Miss, Adventure and spontaneity are a must and for ALL guys & girls out there! AFFECTION! You MUST love to be touched to hang with me! I love to make you feel amazing!"

Giving Pleasure

The curtains wave softly, the fresh spring scent of lilacs blowing
in through the window. The scent just exists, neither demanding notice
nor escaping it. The soft hues of blue and violet wrap the room in a
peaceful cocoon of quiet. I study the room with great care. I want
everything to be perfect. I light the tubular candles, placed
strategically around the room. The dancing flames cause the room to
appear to shimmer. The music of the Masters waft softly through the
room. Satisfied the room is now perfect, I go down to await your
arrival. Tonight I wish to give only pleasure. It shall be your night.
The night that you surrender only to the sensations of your body. And,
in the giving to you, I know I shall find rare delights to satiate my own
needs.
Your knock on the door brings my mind back to the present.
Taking the glass of chilled wine, your favorite, I meet you at the door.
The sheer pale blue negligee swirls around my body when I open the
door. Ahhh. The look in your eyes tells me you are finding the view
enjoyable. A smile tugs at your lips as you pretend not to comprehend
this unexpected greeting, or its significance. I take your hand and draw
you into the foyer. You draw me close to you, bending down to cover
my mouth with yours, your tongue gently probing. Our tongues twirl
about each other, sending thrills down my body.
My fingers toy with the buttons on your shirt. Oh! it opened.
Still kissing you, my fingers slide down to the next. Your hands sliding
over my body, moving the soft silky gown across me trigger the nerves
to full alertness. As your shirt opens, I nestle closer to you. You can
feel the hardness of the tips of my large breasts rubbing through the
gown.
Step by step, we have been moving further into the room. A slow
rhythymic dance that leads us closer and closer to the sanctuary I have
prepared for tonights pleasure. Freeing your shirt from your trousers, I
help it to slide from your body, holding the kiss … only now returning
the probes with my tongue. Accepting the caresses of your hands, I
still avoid allowing you to actually begin the strokes of passion. You
are doing enough. My own motives for the evening as yet unknown to
you.
We enter the sanctuary. Your clothes now leaving a trail between
the front door and this very private of places. The bed occupies the
center of attention, we are drawn to it by magnetism from deep within
our beings. Lying across the bed, we hold. Caress. Stroke. No words
are exchanged. This is not the time for words. We pause to sip the
wine, sharing the glass.
I stand. With the movements of a slow-motion film, I reach to
untie the ribbons that hold the gown in place. It descends to the floor,
first revealing my breasts, the protuding nipples now fully erect.
Slithers over my tummy and finally reveals the dark triangular thatch of
hair before dropping to a graceful pile on the floor. I stand for a time.
Just accepting your gaze as you caress my body with your eyes. My
eyes stroking your manhood, so fully erect. My eyes travel over your
body. Our gazes meet. The mutual delight and anticipation register.
Without looking away, I move back towards you. Lying down next to
you. I lower my face to yours. Our kiss locking. Holding. Stoking
the fires from within.
Deftly I avoid allowing you to take command. Tonight, My Love, I
shall be the conductress. Tonight the art of giving pleasure shall be
mine to exhibit. You need only surrender your mind to fully receiving
all the sensations your body will transmit. Tonight, you must be the
receiver, not the giver. For my deepest need to be fulfilled, you must
succumb to just receiving. Your mind must not be distracted for a
moment, not even on the giving of pleasure. Subtly by moving my body,
you finally accept the terms of surrender. Your soft smile and the light
in your eyes tell me you are willing, for this moment, to allow me to
have my way with you.
My lips begin their tour. Moving against your cheek, I slide
towards your ear. Lips, moistly touching. Walking.
With my tongue, I lick the contour of your ear. Probing. The
warmth of my breath slides across the surface of your ear. It seems to
wrap around your neck. You sigh. Down your neck, my lips and tongue
continue to navigate. My fingers blazing the trail in light caresses
along your torso. Stopping to toy with a firm nipple. My mouth
quickly follows. I draw the tight button into my mouth.
Time passes. Your breath is now more shallow. The tenseness is
falling away from your body. Your body is taking control of your mind.
My hands stroke. Caress. My mouth slowly moves further down your
torso. The descent is unhurried. Each area is kissed. Licked. Caressed.
Finally I feel the brush against my cheek. The firmness slides
along my neck. My own passions are sweeping through my body. My
own excitement urging me to hurry. But no. We shall not hurry.
There is no need. The evening is ours.
My hands stroke the inner thighs. Slowly. Purposefully. You
respond. Your legs parting to allow my hands more area to pet. I turn
my face. The tip of your crown brushes my moist lips. My tongue
slides across its smoothness, delighting me in the feel and taste. With
great care my tongue explores the entire crown. No area is omitted.
Smiling to myself, I feel you pressing to gain entrance. Impishly I
glance at you. Nope. Not yet anyway. With one hand I continue to
stroke your inner thighs; close to the fork of your body. I stroke back
and froth across the bridge … down one thigh; back up; sliding across
your marshmallowy cushions; down the other thigh; and back.
My lips begin to walk down the length of your throbbing Staff.
Oh. The feel of it against my lips and tongue. Surges of thrills attack
my consciousness. Just the sensations. My lips become my being. My
body telegraphing messages throughout my being. Licking. My tongue
finds the shallow groove running the length of the Stiffness. Ahhh. Up
and down. down and up. My free hand holds you steady as my tongue
caresses and strokes the groove. The boiling within my groins becomes
intense. Your thrusting assures me of the pleasure you are accepting,
increasing my own desires even more.
Turning slightly, I allow my mouth to seek the small hollow at the
base of your Spike. I probe with my tongue. Discovering the firmness
of the inner structures. Sucking. My hand stroking your Member;
tongue probing; the other hand now sliding across the orbs that are so
firm. Your moans tell me you have surrendered to just accepting the
sensations. Your body, like mine, is now one with your mind.
Very, very gently, I draw the Orbs as far into my mouth as I can.
Exploring the sliky smoothness of their surface, the tactile messages are
imbedded into my memory for recall when we are apart.
Now. Now, I slide even further back. My tongue pressing as it
tiptoes across the bridge behind the orbs. Probing. My tongue
lubricates the tight opening. You lift upwards to me. My lips follow
the crevice. My tongue massaging the crack.
Eventually, I begin to retrace the path I had followed. My fingers
following behind. Finding the tight cavern, one finger begins to just
press against it, just pressing. rotating. stimulating. While my lips
again slide over the orb, along the staff, back to the crown.
NOW. Now my mouth parts and I begin to draw you into my
mouth. Down slightly. Pulling my head up. Now drawing you in a
little further. And pulling away again. I use the suction of my mouth
to draw you in; my tongue to push you back out. Repeating the process
with such slowness that it seems almost as if we are suspended in time.
Each time, my own body wants me to draw you fully in; however, I
resist the urge; the sensations alone preparing allowing full relaxation so
as to eventually take your member fully within my mouth.
Time no longer exists. There is nothing but the sensations
sweeping through our bodies. Then. Then you are fully into my mouth.
The crown pressing into the tightness at the aperture of my throat. I
swallow. The motions massage your Member. I feel it throbbing against
my tongue and mouth. My own body is responding with torrents of
moisture.
I can feel the orbs moving so slightly as I suck deeply; drawing on
your very inner being. Your moans of pleasure fill my ears. My own
murmurings of delight muffled by the fullness in my throat.
No longer can I prolong. My own body demands full release.
Surrendering, I slide my hand through my own thatch to help bring us
to the mutual climax. Faster; harder; deeply; …. holding …
drawing … …. …
The sweetsour taste of your essence fills my mouth as my own
body releases its torrents. Our voices blend in unison as we crest into
that universe of passion where only the fervor exists. There is nothing
except the nerves which are now divesting themselves of energy. We
are one. The throbbing of our hearts beat the primitive sounds of
passion and rapture as nature intended.
There is no perspective of time. It has stopped. Until our bodies
release the last drops of our passions, we are bound in this world of
delight.
At long last, I turn back to you. Our chests heaving in unison.
We kiss. And wrapped in the safety of each other’s embrace, we drift
off to dream of other times yet to be.

Alone

It was the middle of the night, clear and cool. I couldn't sleep. There was a restlessness inside me, easily identifiable...I wanted him.


I arose from my bed, fully nude, and walked slowly to the window. The blinds were pulled open. The moon was full and bright shining upon my skin. I wondered if anyone was watching. My skin was burning, my nipples taunt. I closed my eyes and imagined that HE was watching me at the window from below. Slowly my hand glanced my breast's fullness. I shuddered. I could feel hot wetness between my thighs, pooling and thickening in its sweetness. I knew he would want to see me touch it so I reached down with my fingers into the silk below and moaned.


I imagined him stroking himself as he gazed up at me fingering my sweetness that was all for him. I pressed my breasts against the window glass and was electrified by its coolness against my flesh. I rocked gently against my hand, causing my nipples to graze the glass again and again, tantalizing and arousing me further. I knew he would be enraptured by this, purely male and beautifully erect for me, stroking his member expertly. I wanted to taste myself, the sweet juice I was making for him. My finger went slowly into my mouth and I sucked it. I imagined it was him in my mouth, his hot hardness pulsing in reaction to my tongue and the milking I gave. If only I could taste him...


I felt the explosion start to build within me, deep inside. All of my fingers entered my wet pussy as I held onto the wall, fucking myself hard - and I came.


In the aftermath, trying to catch my breath, slowing my pulse, I opened my eyes and in the moonlit grass below - he was there.

The Challenge

As she walked through the entrance, she was relieved to see the pool was almost empty, except for the old lady slowly paddling back and forth across the water. She smiled to herself, she preferred when no-one was in so she could have more space. That's why she always went when most people were at work. She quickly walked to the edge of the pool, her juicy butt reverberating hypnotizingly as she moved. She got into the diving position and glided into the water with ease and skill.


As soon as she resurfaced she instantly started making way to the other end. After one length, another followed. This repeated itself until her tenth length, when she stopped for breath. She breathed heavily, wiping sweat from the top of her forehead, then she made sure her long, black hair wasn't a mess. But as hard as she tried, she couldn't help but think about what it was that made her go to the pool everyday for the last two weeks.


Just a couple of weeks ago she was leading a wild lifestyle, out all night, sleeping all day and waking next to complete strangers. But after telling her friends she didn't think she could cope with much more partying, they shunned her from their group, leaving her with no real friends. It had led her to question whether for the last few years it was her that people were interested in, or just her wild ways. Over the last two weeks she'd become lonely and bored. So, she got a membership with her local pool in the hope to make a hobby. She had succeeded and in the process toned up, leaving her with a healthy looking stomach which complimented her C cup breasts and round ass perfectly. But she wondered whether it was all really worth it. Overall, though one question scared her most of all.


"What if people don't think I'm hot anymore?" It was definate that throughout her life, she had had it easier then most because of her beauty. Her full lips, olive skin, enticing eyes and long burnette hair that ran down her back always kept the boys interested, not to mention her killer body. Although she tried not to think about it, she knew that if she didn't look as good as she used to, life was going to get a lot more difficult. Without her friends, she didn't meet as many guys. Without any guys, none was complimenting her anymore. Without the compliments she felt unwanted and unconfident.


Her train of thought was broken as she noticed the old lady leaving the pool. She had the pool to herself. But before kicking off for another ten lengths, she looked down at herself. "Am i still hot?" she questioned. Looking at her body, she couldn't fault herself, her booty was to die for, being hugged tightly by her costume which she'd purposefully chosen because it was just slightly too small, and therefore highlighting all she was proud of in her body. It was then that she only just realised him.


She looked over to the lifeguard' s chair and had to keep her mouth from dropping as she saw the guy sitting there. A dark, handsome guy of around six foot with black, spiked up hair sat watching the clock. Her eyes ran down his body. He was muscular, it was obvious even when he had his life guard shirt and shorts on. He ticked all her boxes. "Right," she thought to herself, "if I can make that hottie check me out just by walking past him, then i must still be hot. This challenge decides it. Hot or not, he decides."


She slowly walked out the pool, brushed her hair back and began walking across the pool side. She could feel each droplet running over her curvaceous body with every step she took. As she walked past him, she looked up, bit her lower lip and gave a cheeky smile. "FUCK". He didn't look. He didn't seem to notice her at all, just kept staring at that clock. Her scowled as she made it over to the hot tub.


"What is it with me and gay guys" she muttered under her breath as the bubbles began. But she was proved wrong as a female co worker of the lifeguard walked past, he made no secret of the fact he was checking her out. She couldn't help but stare in horror. "No. This doesn't make sense," she thought almost shaking with jealousy, "that girls so thin and her face..." She stared at the body guard. "This isn't fair." She suddenly realised something. This was the first time in her life she had experienced not being acknowledged as good looking. In the past, she only ever noticed a guy when he was making a move on her. So, for her not to get the lifeguard' s attention tore her apart.


"He doesn't know what he's missing" she thought as she played out how they'd meet, how he'd chat her up, how they'd go back to his and how he'd fuck her. She felt a wave of feelings as that last thought entered her mind. She craved for him to be inside her. Never before had she felt like this. She always got what she wanted and the fact that this time was different drove her crazy.


She practically jumped out of her skin as someone tapped her shoulder. It was the "skinny bitch". "Lunch." she stated rudely, "You gotta get out".
"OK." She stated, standing to get out. But as she stood she realised something she hadn't before. Thinking of the life guard had made her wet. Extremely wet. Because of her tight swimming costume, she didn't know whether it was noticeable, so she kept her back to the "skinny bitch" as she got out and walked away. She quickly walked towards the changing rooms on the far side from the lifeguard so he couldn't see her problem. Just before leaving, she looked over at him. He still wasn't looking. She was nearly stopped in her tracks by the surge of heat towards her pussy as it moistened with the need for him. Trying not to draw attention, she quickly paced towards the showers.


When inside, away from the staff of the pool, she hit the "on" button to start the shower. Glad to be alone, she cleansed herself of her moisture before beginning reaching for the soap and lathering her body up.


"See you in an hour, I'm gonna grab a shower" She heard a man say. She stood deathly still. "Surely," she prayed silently," surely it can't be him." She tried to act normal as she heard whoever it was enter the room. She peaked out of the corner of her eye. It was indeed "him". You better believe she was wet. She kept her eyes forward as she scrubbed her arms robotically in a failed attempt to act as nothing was happening.


"Mind if I use that?" He said as he reached for the soap. Her eyes widened as he hand brushed her arm, reaching for the soap. In her shock a wave of emotions and thoughts washed over her. The wave only stopped when she realised she'd accidentally let out a moan. A moan that was too loud for him not to notice. She looked into his eyes, praying to god that by some kind of miracle he hadn't noticed. From the look on his face, he most certainly had. His eyes were wide and his jaw had slightly dropped. In an attempt to hide her self, she covered her wet patch with her hands. She closed her in embarrassment as she realised her mistake. When she opened her eyes, she saw she must have made a lame attempt, as he was staring at her now very noticeably wet pussy. Even through her costume it was still blatantly obvious how horny she was. Tears of frustration with herself filled her eyes as she just about managed to utter the word, "sorry" vaguely.


She looked into his eyes as a grin spread across his face. "Hey don't worry," he said, "it happens to all of us." She looked at him quizzically. He took the hint and pointed towards his own crotch. Slowly, she watched a generously sized lump grow in his shorts. She looked back up at him, trying to express how she felt, but he had already begun to pull her towards him. They kissed passionately under the beating water, each exploring the others mouth with their tongue. His arms wrapped around her as she bought her body closer to his. Needing more, she pressed her pussy up against his now rock hard cock. After about two minutes of kissing he pulled away, revealing a string of her juices that had made it through her costume onto his shorts. He gave a giggle as the string broke. "Thanks for that." he said, about to turn to walk to the changing rooms. Her face showed how horrified she was at the thought that they weren't going to fuck.


She tried to talk, but her words became jumbled. "No. please... i need the... crave it badly..." He looked confused. She dropped to her knees and pulled down his shorts, revealing his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, looking up as if to make sure he understood. He nodded. She wrapped her full, plump lips around his cock. He put his hands on the back of her head, groaning as she sucked on his cock. She had to control herself, to make sure she didn't suck to hard. She desperately wanted to please him. She used all the tricks she knew on his lucky cock. She rubbed her tongue against it while it was inside her mouth. A cock so big had never passed her lips before. She continued her sucking as she felt his hands move down her back. She smiled as his hands rested on her ass. Desperate for him to explore she tried to pull down her pink swimming costume.


She scowled as she remembered the bottom and top half of the swimming costume were connected, so she couldn't pull it down. She didn't care about her costume anymore, she simply grabbed the area around her pussy and ripped it with a very hard tug. It snapped off, she pulled it off herself, threw it to one side and bent over, as she slipped his cock back inside her mouth. But his hands stayed on her ass. To give him a clue, she leant further forward, taking his cock deep into her throat as she revealed her pussy to him. He took the hint and slowly eased his middle finger inside. A loud squelch erupted as his finger entered. She took his cock out of her mouth as an idea sprung into her head.


She stood up, pushed him back and slid two fingers inside herself. She smiled at him as she began to let her fingers play around inside. It wasn't long before juices began to drip down her fingers. Satisfied with how wet she'd made herself her pulled the fingers out, walked back towards him, separated her fingers and asked, more confident now, "One each?"


The both licked, sucked and slurped on her fingers, swapping them every so often as they let their tongues run over the other's. Feeling her confidence grow she decided to try to distract him. With a grin she looked into his eyes as she wrapped her free hand around his cock. He wasn't phased at all, he didn't even look up from her fingers as he began to rub her pussy in return. She began to tug on his wet cock, almost in a competitive way. He looked back, still not showing any kind of shock as he slipping two fingers inside her.


Both kept treating her fingers as the continued to jerk and finger harder and harder competitively until both were on their knees almost shaking with pleasure. "I can't take it!" he exclaimed as he pushed her onto her back. She spread her legs for him as he shoved his now throbbing dick into her sopping pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist as they began to fuck. She looked deeply into his eyes, as he did the same and she began to say a breathless "yes" with every rhythmic thrust he gave her. He kissed her, rubbing his tongue on hers as she returned the gesture. As their lips parted she gave a shivery "more".


He fucked harder, deeper, faster. Her pussy giving a loud juicy squelch with each movement of his dick inside her. As her pussy squelched on his dick, her ass squelched on the soapy wet floor. "More." she began to whisper every now and then until she couldn't help but almost scream it in pleasure. Somehow he managed to keep her teetering, kept her just on the edge of cumming on his cock. It was almost as though he was trying to prolong it. She couldn't take it anymore. Pushing hard on his ripped six pack she looked at his juice-covered cock as she told him to "Let me taste my pussy on your fucking amazing dick." But she could barely stand to have his cock leave her pussy without making it cum.


She pushed him hard onto the floor and slid her pussy back onto his pole. She pressed her tits against his stomach as she bounced on his cock. She moaned as she moved her pussy up and down on his vein dick. The heat slowly returned, that same heat she felt in her pussy when she walked on the pool side. But stronger this time. Sensing her excitement, he grabbed her ass, helping her bounce and making his dick slide deeper inside. She kept going until she couldn't take it any longer, she took his hands from her ass, layed them on her tits as she moved her pussy up and down on him EVER SO slowly. He began to rub her nipples as she tilted her head back and moaned, her pussy clinching tighter then ever and her cum leaking all over his cock.


Barely giving herself a chance to catch her breath she began sucking her cum off his cock vigorously, needing every drop. "HEY!" he protested, "I wanna taste too." she smiled. She turned around and slowly slid her pussy across his impressive chest up to his mouth and into the 69 position. She strained to continue sucking as he grinded his tongue on her ridiculously sensitive clit. She moved her head round, looked at him and said, "I want your cum. I want it in my mouth. I fucking want your cum" He slowly said an eye brow and replied, "Believe me, you'll come before I do". Without another word the pair began to lick and suck furiously. They became a pile of olive skin surrounded by lather, sucking, moving and moaning together.


This continued for five minutes. Five heated, sticky, wet, breathless minutes. By the time the fifth minutes passed both were shivering with pleasure, about to cum. But neither would give the other the satisfaction of knowing they'd beaten the other. Sensing this, he managed to utter a muffled "Three...two... " she knew what she meant as both got ready to cum. As he lay down, looking up at her tight, dripping wet pussy he noticed how lathered her ass hole was. He grinned as he said, "one." He slid two fingers inside her pussy and vibrated them as he slid the index finger from his free hand in her sopping wet ass hole. Both came. He smiled as plenty of juice dripped down to him, running over outstretched tongue as it gently tickled her clit. She smiled as shot after shot of cum erupted inside her mouth. By the time both had stopped cumming they could barely move. Over a matter of minutes, they retrieved the tongues and fingers. She lay on top of him as he lay below her. Both stayed that way for quite some time, trying to catch their breath.


She was the first to move. She stood up slowly, finally able to breath evenly. He copied her, smiling as his cock continued to throb, a mixture of cum and water running down his leg. He outstretched his arm, reaching out his hand. "Tommy," he said. She grinned, shaking his hand. "Tori." Both knew they didn't have to say anymore. Nothing could make this experience any better.


She nodded, turned and walked towards the changing room. But before turning the corner she looked back at the man that gave her the best fuck of her life. Tori watched him, pick up his lifeguard now soaked life guard shorts and pull them back on. "Swimming is definitely my new hobby" Tori thought to herself. She had most certainly won THAT challenge.

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An exchange between two friends about a successful Courtesan:

"In the first place, she dresses attractively and looks neat; she's gay with all the men, without being so ready to cackle as you are, but smiles in a sweet bewitching way; later on, she's very clever when they're together, never cheats a visitor or an escort, and never throws herself at the men. If ever she takes a fee for going out to dinner, she doesn't drink too much--that's ridiculous, and men hate women who do--she doesn't gorge herself--that's ill-bred, my dear--but picks up the food with her finger-tips, eating quietly and not stuffing both cheeks full, and, when she drinks, she doesn't gulp, but sips slowly from time to time....Also, she doesn't talk too much or make fun of any of the company, and has eyes only for her customer. These are the things that make her popular with the men. Again, when it's time for bed, she'll never do anything coarse or slovenly, but her only aim is to attract the man and make him love her; these are the things they all praise in her."

I am Courtesan Lustful Tori , an Exotic companion reserved for the most selective and refined gentleman; those who appreciate a woman of infinite variety. As an entertainer, confident, muse and luxury travel companion. I bring a sublime experience to each and every encounter.

Some may ask what makes this Courtesan different from any other. I feel that life experiences have played their role in creating the Courtesan that I am. The same true for the gentlemen who appreciate my unique gifts. Just as I am an extraordinary woman, my friends are extraordinary men.

As a Courtesan, I am a mistress of sensual delights. Dangerously provocative, seductively beautiful, hedonistic, curious, playful, generous, witty, pasionate and sensual. I am a lady, quietly confident of my own femininity, charming and graceful, demure in my speech and capable of engaging in an intelligent conversation. I share these qualities and charms not only to delight and enchant the gentlemen in my life, but also to cultivate my soft, enduring nature. I understand gentlemen, and they enjoy and appreciate my company.

In order for me to provide consistent, high quality companionship , it is pertinent for me to be well read and well versed on a multiple of diverse subject matters. My thirst and hunger for knowledge is strong. I strive to learn and absorb all that surrounds me. I pride myself on having a strong academic background and having achieved many personal accomplishments, as I believe that these attributes make the time I spend with a gentleman that much more rewarding for both of us.

The gentlemen that I meet with enjoy the fact that I bring them into a world where they can feel free, playful, and at ease from the stressors of life. Together we enjoy a discreet liason for a few hours or a few days. Conversations that linger over an aperitif to stimulate the appetite, playful pillow talk, mutual exploration of the mind, the body the soul and more. I am genuine in my attentiveness, anticipating a gentleman's needs before he even expresses them. I enjoy entertaining both in and out of the boudoir, giving all pleasures to the gentlemen with whom I choose to spend my time.

Found worldwide, by appointment, I prefer to see a select few and do not limit myself to a certain 'class' of gentlemen but to gentlemen with class.
Welcome,
I am The Courtesan Lustful Tori

Lustfully Yours,
Tori Blake
619-559-9196
www.lustfultori.com

Tori sighed.

Tori sighed.

It had been a hard day, and as usual she felt as if nothing had been accomplished. There were still orders to fill, phone calls to make, emails to read, and all she really wanted to do was head home and go to bed.

Actually, what she really wanted to do was go to bed with him, the handsome temp secretary who had worked in the office for the last few weeks. Ever since she’d met him she’d been lusting after his well-built body. It didn’t help that he was also a very sweet guy with a cheerful smile. She always felt happier whenever he was nearby, not to mention an awful lot hornier.

Master.....

Master.....
i look at You and see the strength i yield
i lie here, Your willing sub, awaiting Your touch
i try to speak and You smile to me and tell me hush
You produce a silken sash, and with it cover my eyes
Your hands move like an artist's across my body
Your lips grace mine, tasting, touching
i feel Your lips as You move down me
i feel Your breath against me, hot and damp
i reach a hand out, but You say no, lie still
You reach my center and begin kissing softly
Your tongue like a tiny whip, each motion a sensual lash
i arch my back and present myself to You
i am needing You....wanting to feel You
Your movements quicken, and i feel my body responding
as i reach the height of my pleasure, You remove the sash
You gaze into my eyes and flash a brilliant smile as You watch me
afterwards, You kiss me tenderly, and i am elated
there is but one word that crosses my lips
Master.....

I AM SUBMISSIVE!

i am a submissive woman.
i am not weak,
nor i am worthless.
i am a submissive woman.
i am intelligent,
and possess a strength
and perseverence that withstands
the trials of life.
This strength which i possess
and cherish
is my gift to You.
When life breaks You down
and makes You
question the man
you were intended to be...
allow me to allow You
to suck my strength from me.
Make it Your own.
i do not
nor will i ever
give my submission to a man
just because he claims dominance.
But to You,
i give all of me...
and Your ownership
completely
sets me free.
i trust in You to cherish the gift,
embrace my trust in You...
to protect me.
i have opened up my heart
and my mind...
the very core of my soul to You...
and invited You in.
i have
given You the book
entitled "Me"...
and invited You to read.
You know i have suffered
and
You know i am scared
but You...
You have endeavored
to erase the memories
and
replace the pain.
You are my Master
and
i am Your slave.

i am not to be degraded
nor ever dishonored
yet
i recognize
i am not Your equal,
nor will i ever be.
i was created
to compliment You...
i was created to make You whole...
for without the portion of Your heart
that contains my soul...
would not be complete...


Lustfully Yours,
Tori Blake
www.lustfultori.com
619-559-9196

I love to dream. Wandering, Exploring, Experimenting…..Fears.

I love to dream. Wandering, Exploring, Experimenting…..Fears.

I dream often as all of us do and yet I wonder what it all means. At times when I wake I find myself wanting to go back to the place of which I left.

This dream.

Have you ever found yourself interrupted from a dream, awaken by something and wanting so badly to return to that dream.. that moment? To absorb it.. to live in it?

I often have.

The other night, I had a strange dream. This dream, for some reason for the most part was difficult to remember and now even harder to explain. But it had such an impact on me that when I woke, I felt as though I was still living in the moment.

The Moment.

A ring of fire, I am given the choice between a lover and a friend. So strange as the lover and the friend seem as though they are the same person, even though they were not. As the dream goes on, the two people become dimensions of people I have met before, both people who are living and those who have passed on.

Choose one.

And, as I stand there trying to figure out how I could possibly choose one and why I have to choose one, I realize that the person who is asking me to choose.. is actually me.

Awaken yet wanting to go back.

I love to dream, at times it terrifies me, yet somewhere in my mind I know it is just a dream.

I love to dream. Trying to figure out what it all means…


As Always,
Lustfully Yours,
Tori Blake
www.lustfultori.com
619-559-9196

Evening Floats

Evening Floats
A Clandestine Encounter.

I follow your voice and whisper your name.
Offering all of me to you. My heart, mind, body and soul.

In quiet I listen to your passions, and yearnings, truths, and desires.
Your words stimulate the pleasure centers of my mind.
They send shivers of sensual delight. A deep longing for connection.
I welcome your touch.

Closing my eyes for a moment, I feel a tingle of excitement running up the back of my neck.
Exploring endlessly.

Becoming emotionally exposed.
The basis of true intimacy.

Delicious dimensions of the physical, mental and emotional.
In search of the magnificient and the mystical.

Rising in and out of fantasy and ecstasy

You and I. Aroused again. Evening Floats.

Lustfully Yours

Tori Blake

619-559-9196

www.lustfultori.com

Undeniable Sex Appeal!

Tori’s a striking exotic brunette with undeniable sex appeal, yet more importantly has been complimented on numerous occasions for having intelligence!

Tori describes herself as "a harmonious shadow that walks delicately yet aimlessly beside you, awaiting to experience joys that time allows us."

Tori is an elite woman with elegance, sophistication and intelligence to match her sex appeal, a woman who understands the needs of men and is their biggest fan, a woman who is dying to meet you, seduce you and make you feel alive in the most graceful fashion you can't possible resist-- but more importantly, a woman who will redefine your impression of what a professional is all about. :-)

Lustfully Yours,

Tori Blake

619-559-9196

www.lustfultori.com

BIOGRAPHY

Lustful Tori is a beautiful, elite Sicilian/American Indian courtesan, providing discreet, uninhibited companionship to elite professionals and high profile gentlemen who are seeking beauty, class, quality and simply the epitome of Girl Friend Experiences! Lustful Tori is an upscale independent courtesan based in Sunny San Diego and is available internationally as well. Ms. Blake has had an extensive career in entertainment and corporate America.

In her mid thirties, Ms Blake truly takes pride in her exquisite appearance and works diligently to maintain the utmost beauty and physical health. She is 5'6", 130lbs with a athletic and elegant figure (36C-24-35). Above all of this, Ms. Blake will captivate you with her charm and poise, leaving you yearning for her presence on a consistent basis. Ms. Blake is an excellent conversationalist who can handle herself in any type of environment from black tie to a relaxing private evening by candlelight. You will be pleased in any setting with her. Allow yourself to indulge in the ultimate fantasy of Ms. Tori Blake… Confidential incall is limited to those that Ms. Blake has already become acquainted with. Outcalls are available to upscale hotels or residences with advanced notice only. Serious inquiries only!! Lustfully Yours Tori Blake 619-559-9196 www.lustfultori.com lustfultori@yahoo.com

ETIQUETTE!

When emailing me, I require your absolute professionalism and respect at all times. Please do not discuss money, sex acts, or use foul language. IF YOU INSIST UPON THIS I WILL SIMPLY IGNORE YOUR E-MAIL! It is appropriate to tell me a little about yourself, your interests, and a little about your needs without getting too specific or graphic. Please keep in mind that my compensation is never discussed once you enter my presence. This information is taken care of prior to meeting. Be on time for our scheduled appointment. If you are going to be late, please take the time to call me. Please place my compensation in a sealed envelope and sit it in plain view. Please have a valid ID out and available for my verification.

Finally, all I ask is that you respect our time together by properly cleaning yourself. Hygiene is very important to me and if there is a problem with that, the appt will be terminated! I am in the business of providing world-class companionship to those who desire the essence of passion, beauty, and intellect…cum fly away with me… Lustfully Yours, Tori Blake 619-559-9196 www.lustfultori.com lustfultori@yahoo.com

INTRODUCTION!

Thank you for visiting my cozy cyber space. Please make yourself at home. As a courtesan, my goal is to make you feel as euphoric as possible while indulging in the ultimate companionship with me. In addition, this area is designed to inform you initially about what the appropriate steps are here so that your pursuit of me is as smooth and enjoyable as you could possibly imagine. If you are fairly new to the idea of courtesanship, I encourage you to view an excerpt from "A Book Of The Courtesans", by Pulitzer Prize nominated author Susan Griffin. I hope you find this information as provocative as I did.

If you are fairly unfamiliar with modern day etiquette when meeting with a courtesan, Please read my blogs. This will greatly assist you on your glorious quest. I look forward to hearing from you very soon. Please be aware that reading the entire website will answer most of the questions that you have for me. I spent a great deal of time preparing this site to allow for an even flow of the dissemination of information. I do have an available contact number listed here. However my preferred method of initial contact is via my email. When calling, please understand that I do not answer blocked or anonymous calls under any circumstances and I don't answer calls after 10pm. If you simply dial *82 along with my contact number, that will allow me to view your number. If you are pleased with my presentation and would like to set a rendezvous, please use my email as stated earlier. I do require that the entire form is completed as incomplete forms will be discarded. I am confident the information I have provided will help you on your journey to find fulfillment. Now that the sticky tid bits are out of the way, I would like to invite you to relax, enjoy, and indulge. Sincerely, Lustful Tori Blake www.lustfultori.com 619-559-9196 lustfultori@yahoo.com

"Early Spring Morning"

I wake my hand between my legs, I’m wet I have been playing with myself in my sleep, as I open my eyes I continue stroking my pussy, I kick the covers off and spread my legs allowing me easier access. One hand between my open legs while the other gently teases my nipples I trace a figure of eight over my breast as I recall a treasured memory.

The memory I’m using is the first time I had sex with an old boyfriend, he took me away for a week to the Keys,Fl, and he made love to me on a secluded beach.

I slid one finger between my puffy pussy lips the heel of my hand pressing over my clit, I rocked my hand my finger entering my pussy pressed on the front of my pussy, I sighed as the finger pressed on my g-spot.

He ran his hand along my thigh, till his hand was just brushing the crotch of my swim suit, wetness flowed from me and dampened the strip of material my breathing quickened, he was kissing me all the time and then he edged his finger under the leg of the swim suit, he ran his finger up and down, my legs fell open as he gently pulled the material, he put another finger under which touched my mound making me shudder.

I slid a second finger inside and curled it, then I rolled on to my tummy and bent my knee up, as I reached back and with my free hand I stroked my puffy pussy lips while grinding my clit against my hand now trapped under me.

He pulled my swim suit aside and ran his fingers freely over my exposed pussy, I felt his cock on my legs and reached down and my small fingers traced his bulge still encased in his swim trunks as he slipped a finger into my wetness I began stroking the hard cock, up then down, then I felt Him removing his fingers and he climbed up on to his knees and moved up till he was kneeling at my shoulders, he pulled his trunks down revealing to my inexperienced eye an enormous cock, he stroked it once twice three times and offered it up to my lips, I stuck my tongue out and touched it to the tip, He sucked in a breath at my touch.

I slid my finger into my pussy against the two from my other hand and moved it in and out, I gasped and my breathing became shallow, as I masturbated moaning into my pillow.

He pressed further my mouth as wide as I could I accepted him into my mouth, my tongue flat as He began to move his hips, I wrapped two hands round the base of his cock, he fucked my mouth with just 2 inches, I felt he would chock me if I let more in, but He reached down and slipped two fingers into my pussy and I removed one hand reaching down and grasped his wrist, he slipped another 3 inches into my mouth, I puffed out my cheeks as he rode my face, and fingered my pussy I was in heaven.

I felt the familiar warmth spreading through my body as I fucked my pussy with three fingers; my masturbation grew more erratic as I was on the verge of cumming.

He removed his cock and moved down flipping me on to my tummy he clambered up between my thighs and lifting both legs under his arms he positioned his cock at the entrance to my inner haven and in one deep hard thrust he entered my driving breath from me and stretching my pussy it felt like he was splitting me I two, but I was also in ecstasy my lover pounded his cock in and out I heard the blood pounding in my head my body seemed to be on fire and then lights flashed in my head my body convulsed as I came and came hard on my lovers cock, he came deep inside me cum and girlie cum mixed, we both collapsed with him still inside me.

I stiffened and my orgasm swept through me, my fingers beneath me still inside me while the other I took into my mouth and sucked, as I slipped back into a happy sleep.