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November 26, 2011
Park & Ride 2 Ecstasy
We were inseparable from the moment we met. I felt a surge of pleasure in my body from the first moment our lips embraced and it only got even more intense as the days went by. We dated for six months before he proposed to me after what he affectionately called the best park and ride of his life”. Why because I pulled over on the side of the road after we had partied all night with friends and popped about 3 bottles of silky-smooth Armand de Brignac Rose. They cost a grand each, so I could see why my veins were pumping full of courage and passion filled blood by the time we left the club.
After I pulled over I leaned across the seat and started kissing his neck, biting gently at first but quickly leaving marks as my passion increased. When our lips met I could feel that courage building deep inside the core of my love. With my eyes closed I found his lips and hoping that some of my courage would find its way to his body. Before I could come to my senses, I opened the door and walked around to the passenger side removing my lacy thongs as I did so.
I grabbed the door handle, took his hand and pulled him out as quickly as I could. We didn’t have a moment to waste. As I started kissing him again, I traced his chiseled chest with my fingers; my lips replaced every destination my hands vacated seconds later. As I approached my target my mouth began to water and my pierced tongue was eager to explore its favorite treat for the second time that day.
As I enveloped his massive erection with my mouth, he let out a desperate moan from deep within. I licked his dick up and down, sucking after each lick. I felt his shaft tighten as he screamed out “I’m about to cum baby”, but that wasn’t my plan. It was hard to pull away, but I got up, put my hands on the top of the car and poked my big, bodacious ass out so he wouldn’t have to work for what was already his.
I knew we needed to hurry because we were visible from the road. The thought of being caught made me my pussy drip even more. He kissed the back of my neck, grabbed my ass and grinded his nakedness against mine.
“You want this dick, baby” he said with a hunger I had never heard before. Without responding, I reached behind me, grabbed his dick and pulled him inside of my love. It was my moans that spoke to the universe this time.
He put his hand around my neck and applied just enough pressure to create more moisture in my center. That shit turned me on. It took my breath away and excited me at the same time.
I was working my pussy on his dick so ferociously he told me that I had let out a sexy-ass growl later that evening as we lay beside one another in bed talking. He brought out the monster in me.
I had never been so chemically attracted to any other man before. He had me wanting to explore every level of ecstacy with him.
I was moaning so loudly I was sure someone in one of the cars passing by would hear us, but I didn’t care. I turned around quickly and grabbed his hand, leading him to the hood of the car. I pushed him back on the hood, straddled him and slid down slowly on his rigid manhood. I squeezed my pussy muscles against his dick and rotated my hips each time I came down on him.
“Ooh, that shit feels so good. Cum with me baby”, I cried. As I released the most intense orgasm in my life, he grabbed my hips, squeezing tightly and pulled me down on him as he came inside of me. After a few moments, I collapsed against his chest and he held me tightly. We listened to the sounds of nature and inhaled the scent of our raw passion before heading home.
As we rode home hand in hand, I closed eyes and replayed our encounter in my mind over and over again. No words were spoken. I could tell that he was watching the same station my mind was set to. He squeezed my hand and I looked over at him. I couldn’t wait to get home so we could unite again, body to body.
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After I pulled over I leaned across the seat and started kissing his neck, biting gently at first but quickly leaving marks as my passion increased. When our lips met I could feel that courage building deep inside the core of my love. With my eyes closed I found his lips and hoping that some of my courage would find its way to his body. Before I could come to my senses, I opened the door and walked around to the passenger side removing my lacy thongs as I did so.
I grabbed the door handle, took his hand and pulled him out as quickly as I could. We didn’t have a moment to waste. As I started kissing him again, I traced his chiseled chest with my fingers; my lips replaced every destination my hands vacated seconds later. As I approached my target my mouth began to water and my pierced tongue was eager to explore its favorite treat for the second time that day.
As I enveloped his massive erection with my mouth, he let out a desperate moan from deep within. I licked his dick up and down, sucking after each lick. I felt his shaft tighten as he screamed out “I’m about to cum baby”, but that wasn’t my plan. It was hard to pull away, but I got up, put my hands on the top of the car and poked my big, bodacious ass out so he wouldn’t have to work for what was already his.
I knew we needed to hurry because we were visible from the road. The thought of being caught made me my pussy drip even more. He kissed the back of my neck, grabbed my ass and grinded his nakedness against mine.
“You want this dick, baby” he said with a hunger I had never heard before. Without responding, I reached behind me, grabbed his dick and pulled him inside of my love. It was my moans that spoke to the universe this time.
He put his hand around my neck and applied just enough pressure to create more moisture in my center. That shit turned me on. It took my breath away and excited me at the same time.
I was working my pussy on his dick so ferociously he told me that I had let out a sexy-ass growl later that evening as we lay beside one another in bed talking. He brought out the monster in me.
I had never been so chemically attracted to any other man before. He had me wanting to explore every level of ecstacy with him.
I was moaning so loudly I was sure someone in one of the cars passing by would hear us, but I didn’t care. I turned around quickly and grabbed his hand, leading him to the hood of the car. I pushed him back on the hood, straddled him and slid down slowly on his rigid manhood. I squeezed my pussy muscles against his dick and rotated my hips each time I came down on him.
“Ooh, that shit feels so good. Cum with me baby”, I cried. As I released the most intense orgasm in my life, he grabbed my hips, squeezing tightly and pulled me down on him as he came inside of me. After a few moments, I collapsed against his chest and he held me tightly. We listened to the sounds of nature and inhaled the scent of our raw passion before heading home.
As we rode home hand in hand, I closed eyes and replayed our encounter in my mind over and over again. No words were spoken. I could tell that he was watching the same station my mind was set to. He squeezed my hand and I looked over at him. I couldn’t wait to get home so we could unite again, body to body.
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April 27, 2011
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April 22, 2011
The Sex Shoppe:
I had always had a very healthy sexual appetite. Needless to say, I hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting anyone that could keep up with me. My desires were limitless and my most recent fantasy was to reach my climax with a nameless person. I didn’t want to deal with the formalities of the name exchange.
My goal was to avoid the drama of personalizing my next sexual tryst. Of course that was a little risqué, but obviously the reason that fueled my yearning to do so.
One afternoon I decided to skip the usual mundane lunch hour and headed to the Sex Shoppe instead. I had never been there during the day; my visits were usually at night when the freak in us kindly reared its beautiful head.
Much to my surprise there was more energy permeating from the walls during the day than I had ever experienced at night. There were business men and women making purchases that were sure to bring them ecstasy by night’s end.
One couple in particular piqued my interest immediately. She was of olive complexion. Unquestionably of Cherokee Indian descent; given her high cheekbones and reddish-brown skin tone. Her long curly locks were coal black and her eyes held a mystery waiting to be told.
He was tall, dark and ruggedly handsome to say the least. It was evident that he didn’t miss a day at the gym, because his biceps were bulging beneath the tight polo shirt he wore. He adorned a Mohawk cut and was cleanly shaven with a smile that was extraordinarily enticing.
They were shopping in the toy section. She was holding up a leather belt with a long black dildo attached to it.
My mind began to wander as I visualized her bringing me to ecstasy as she penetrated me from behind with the precision of a skilled lover. In, out, circular motions as her smooth hands caressed my ass with each forceful thrust.
I was so entranced by that vision that I didn’t realize I had been staring at them. She giggled and motioned for me to come over. At first I hesitated, but that strong craving in my loins gave me the extra push I needed.
As I got closer, I realized that she was even more beautiful than I first thought. Her lips were pouty and her eyes were an intense hue of gray. She grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to her, whispering in my ear as she did so.
“Hi honey. You looking for a little excitement today or what?” she moaned. Her peppermint scented breath sent chills from my spine, to my pussy and back up to my tingling nipples. Her aggressiveness must’ve rubbed off on me because I shocked myself with my reply.
“I’m looking for more than a little excitement. I want you to fuck me with that strap-on you’re holding while I’m stroking and sucking your man’s dick until we all reach the most intense, explosive orgasmic release either of us has ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Do you think you can do that for me?
She laughed like a woman that was extremely confident and positive that she could satisfy my request without fault. For a moment I forgot her man was standing there. It wasn’t until he excused himself that I realized she and I were entranced in our own world of pending indiscretions.
He proceeded to the counter, exchanged words with the cashier and returned with a key attached to a vibrating keychain that was shaped like a tongue. He grabbed both of us by the hand, led us up the staircase and into a mirrored room with only a leopard printed chaise lounge and a flat screen television as the décor.
He walked over to the television and turned it on ~ the carnal sounds of lovemaking enveloped the room. I was ready; the center of my love was pulsating, beat by beat like the thump, thump sound of the heart as life spills into it. They both walked up to me; she and I were face to face and he molded with me from behind.
Her lips met mine, followed by her probing tongue forcing its way inside my mouth seeking to slow dance with mine. Her kiss was soft, wet; inviting.
He swayed his hips from side to side, a rhythmic tribal dance that caused his shaft to grow by the millisecond; begging to be let out of its denim prison. I can’t explain the feeling that took place in my body; I had never felt it before. It was a feeling of being inundated with ecstasy, in such a delicious way.
He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to me, kissing the back of my neck as he did so. His delectable feather-light kisses sent a fervent plea into my soul begging me to let go; to invite them both in if only for the moment. I relented and became one with them; allowing them to explore every concupiscent fiber of my being.
She grabbed my hand and led me to the chaise lounge; undressing me urgently before asking me to lie back on the satin material. As I did so she kissed me; licking my lips in a slow,circular motion as if to prepare me for what was to come.
by R.F. Ricks (www.JayLiJazPublishing.com)
To be continued…..Foolish Endeavors
My goal was to avoid the drama of personalizing my next sexual tryst. Of course that was a little risqué, but obviously the reason that fueled my yearning to do so.
One afternoon I decided to skip the usual mundane lunch hour and headed to the Sex Shoppe instead. I had never been there during the day; my visits were usually at night when the freak in us kindly reared its beautiful head.
Much to my surprise there was more energy permeating from the walls during the day than I had ever experienced at night. There were business men and women making purchases that were sure to bring them ecstasy by night’s end.
One couple in particular piqued my interest immediately. She was of olive complexion. Unquestionably of Cherokee Indian descent; given her high cheekbones and reddish-brown skin tone. Her long curly locks were coal black and her eyes held a mystery waiting to be told.
He was tall, dark and ruggedly handsome to say the least. It was evident that he didn’t miss a day at the gym, because his biceps were bulging beneath the tight polo shirt he wore. He adorned a Mohawk cut and was cleanly shaven with a smile that was extraordinarily enticing.
They were shopping in the toy section. She was holding up a leather belt with a long black dildo attached to it.
My mind began to wander as I visualized her bringing me to ecstasy as she penetrated me from behind with the precision of a skilled lover. In, out, circular motions as her smooth hands caressed my ass with each forceful thrust.
I was so entranced by that vision that I didn’t realize I had been staring at them. She giggled and motioned for me to come over. At first I hesitated, but that strong craving in my loins gave me the extra push I needed.
As I got closer, I realized that she was even more beautiful than I first thought. Her lips were pouty and her eyes were an intense hue of gray. She grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to her, whispering in my ear as she did so.
“Hi honey. You looking for a little excitement today or what?” she moaned. Her peppermint scented breath sent chills from my spine, to my pussy and back up to my tingling nipples. Her aggressiveness must’ve rubbed off on me because I shocked myself with my reply.
“I’m looking for more than a little excitement. I want you to fuck me with that strap-on you’re holding while I’m stroking and sucking your man’s dick until we all reach the most intense, explosive orgasmic release either of us has ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Do you think you can do that for me?
She laughed like a woman that was extremely confident and positive that she could satisfy my request without fault. For a moment I forgot her man was standing there. It wasn’t until he excused himself that I realized she and I were entranced in our own world of pending indiscretions.
He proceeded to the counter, exchanged words with the cashier and returned with a key attached to a vibrating keychain that was shaped like a tongue. He grabbed both of us by the hand, led us up the staircase and into a mirrored room with only a leopard printed chaise lounge and a flat screen television as the décor.
He walked over to the television and turned it on ~ the carnal sounds of lovemaking enveloped the room. I was ready; the center of my love was pulsating, beat by beat like the thump, thump sound of the heart as life spills into it. They both walked up to me; she and I were face to face and he molded with me from behind.
Her lips met mine, followed by her probing tongue forcing its way inside my mouth seeking to slow dance with mine. Her kiss was soft, wet; inviting.
He swayed his hips from side to side, a rhythmic tribal dance that caused his shaft to grow by the millisecond; begging to be let out of its denim prison. I can’t explain the feeling that took place in my body; I had never felt it before. It was a feeling of being inundated with ecstasy, in such a delicious way.
He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to me, kissing the back of my neck as he did so. His delectable feather-light kisses sent a fervent plea into my soul begging me to let go; to invite them both in if only for the moment. I relented and became one with them; allowing them to explore every concupiscent fiber of my being.
She grabbed my hand and led me to the chaise lounge; undressing me urgently before asking me to lie back on the satin material. As I did so she kissed me; licking my lips in a slow,circular motion as if to prepare me for what was to come.
by R.F. Ricks (www.JayLiJazPublishing.com)
To be continued…..Foolish Endeavors
April 21, 2011
It's Yours!
All I could think about was him. From the time I pulled on to the highway my mind began to wander. He did that to me; made me lose focus of everything else as he became the center of my attention. It had been like that since the day I met him. I wanted to get to know him, no my mind and my body didn't even give me a choice; I needed him.
It was something about the way he carried himself. He had charisma, intellect and eroticism all rolled into one. I realized that there were barriers that could cause tension between us, but I was willing to take that risk. And thankfully i did, because it was well worth it.
He captivated every essence of my being and touched me in ways I honestly never could have imagined. He stimulated me sexually and stroked me mentally with every delectable verse. My mouth watered at the thought of his strong hands gliding over the dip in my back. As he caressed his way up and down every curve of my smooth caramel skin. Positioning himself behind me, molding flesh to flesh as we became one.
Slowly, he entered me; my wetness inviting him in, as I tightened my grip around his rigid manhood. He moaned and pulled me closer, almost as if he wanted my body to melt into his, to fall into his love with wreck-less abandon. And I did, I gave myself to him, every fiber, every emotion, every pain that ever entered my soul, with every stroke causing me to love him even more.
My desire to please him overtook me. I asked him to lie down, to let me taste the sweet concoction we had created. All of our passionate juices co-mingling; the aroma became an aphrodisiac causing us to crave one another even more.
It was something about the way he carried himself. He had charisma, intellect and eroticism all rolled into one. I realized that there were barriers that could cause tension between us, but I was willing to take that risk. And thankfully i did, because it was well worth it.
He captivated every essence of my being and touched me in ways I honestly never could have imagined. He stimulated me sexually and stroked me mentally with every delectable verse. My mouth watered at the thought of his strong hands gliding over the dip in my back. As he caressed his way up and down every curve of my smooth caramel skin. Positioning himself behind me, molding flesh to flesh as we became one.
Slowly, he entered me; my wetness inviting him in, as I tightened my grip around his rigid manhood. He moaned and pulled me closer, almost as if he wanted my body to melt into his, to fall into his love with wreck-less abandon. And I did, I gave myself to him, every fiber, every emotion, every pain that ever entered my soul, with every stroke causing me to love him even more.
My desire to please him overtook me. I asked him to lie down, to let me taste the sweet concoction we had created. All of our passionate juices co-mingling; the aroma became an aphrodisiac causing us to crave one another even more.
