Fin

Ms. Shannon The Finale

Her legs spread apart and her thighs locked over me, while my back arched and lifted myself to her awaiting mouth It seemed to be a game of cat and mouse with her, She'd shove her face and lick my clit rapidly while sliding fingers in and out of me While I would respond with a tight squeeze on her ass and quick sucks on her clit. This was a game for her, pure entertainment The prize? Multiple orgasms. I felt Ms. Shannon tense up, she propped herself up, doggy style over my face, I felt her attempt to run, but I locked that ass in place I gripped her hips and made her take it. Ms Shannon moaned loudly "Si si por favor no se detienen ahi no puedo si si" Damn it.She speaks spanish..her body rocked, her pussy throbbed she popped her pussy in and out of my mouth..I tightened my grip, while she leaned forward, holding tight to my ankles, as she started to grind in circular motion with my tongue, I pushed three fingers into her, she jumped, but couldn't go anywhere because of my grip As I consumed her entire being, her groans became moans, the pace became faster, what started as "mmms" turned into "ooos" and right as I pushed deeper inside of her, my sucks became slower, her body trembled and she yelled "Y E S !"

It was nothing short of an explosion, she came right and I never left. Maintaining my slow sucks and tight grip She began to squeal and attempted to squirm away..but I wasn't done, I wanted more I opened my mouth wider and pushed her down a little.. licked around her pearl, swallowing and savoring her sweet juices my tongue glided to her precious opening and my fingers found their way down to her pearl as I put my tongue inside of her Her sweet nectar was replenishing and yet...I wanted more... I twirled her clit around and around, applying slight pressure Ms. Shannon pleaded with me, "Suga, suga, please..mmmm..enough" I shook my head "No" without ever removing her pussy from my mouth... I've wanted this.. I had it & was going to keep it as long as I could As I began sucking on her clit again, I felt her juices flow and her body collapsed.. she was out..

 I slid from under her and laid her on her back, she looked up at me and smiled. I leaned forward and kissed her softly She placed her hand on the back of my neck and asked "Was it as good as you thought it would be?" My response was, "It was better." I helped her up and held her bare body, led her over to the showers until it ran at a hotter than lukewarm temperature..  I allowed the body wash to get extremely soapy, as I washed her body for her, covering every crevice, capturing her beauty in its essence Basking in her ambiance, admiring how the water ran down her every curve. I kissed her vcut as I washed her for a second time Ms. Shannon was possibly the best partner I'd ever had.

 As I stood up to face her, I put my arms around her hips and looked up at her. I smiled, she smiled back and gave me another passionate kiss "Suga"... I blinked and nodded yes. "Do me a favor?" Ms. Shannon requested. My response was Anything........ " Wake Up." I looked at her with a dazed glare, What? "Wake up" She said as she smacked me on my ass I jumped in my desk and my peers laughed. Ms. Shannon turned around & asked "Suga, is everything okay?" I blinked about 24 times and looked around the room to see a video set up in the aerobics class, I put my head down and blushed "umm yes ma'am, I'm good" Ms. Shannon responded with "See you after class?" & winked..

Ms. Shannon Part II

Ms. Shannon Pt. II

I couldn't pretend to be a trooper anymore, I let out a soft "damn" She stood over me and flipped back her now soaking wet curly hair all I could do was stare at her in amazement. I mean, don't get me wrong, I've fantasized about how sex with Ms. Shannon would be, but.. Never did I think it would actually happen. She shook her head at me, not saying a word & extended her hand to help me up. Pulling me close she whispered into my ear "I'm...Not..Finished" and began nibbling on my ear ever so lightly I giggled a little and she spun me around, leading me to the mirrors that have become filled with steam The mirrors captivated my very emotions,

 Overwhelmed with anxious desires that have ultimately brought us to this point. I looked back at Ms. Shannon and she pushed my face forward & placed both of my hands on the 8x10 mirror Assume the position? I joked. "Precisely" was her response.."Remember the breathing technique I showed you earlier?" Lamaze, I nodded "Yes, you'll need to commence those techniques in about 2 minutes...Relax, you're a little tense" Tense? How could I be tense? I just had an orgasm to last me the next few days.. I mean I nutted everywhere.

She squatted behind me and kissed the arch in my back, then my ass, then gently bit me, I flinched a little, then she immediately kissed the spot she'd bitten... slid her hands between my thighs, forcing me to open my legs wider for her As if we had a mutual understanding, I bent over and she kissed my pearl. I was astonished. Was she about to eat me again? I mean damn...without warning, she slid two fingers inside of me & played with my clit with the third. I gasped and she stood up..."Take It" She gripped her free hand over my shoulder and squeezed and she pushed inside of me" I squealed, but knew she was winning again..& that..I couldn't have that, so naturally, I threw my ass back Ms. Shannon was aggressive now, the opposite end of the spectrum from which she initiated this escapade. I could feel her fingers curl and push inside of me..searching for the spot that'll take me beyond ecstasy she pushed, I popped back.. Her pace quickened as she removed her hand from my shoulder and began to smack my ass, What started off as light taps, progressed into aggressive smacks.. I must admit, the roughness heightened the excitement soft oooo's escaped and I looked up into the mirror and instantly became more aroused..

 I could see Ms. Shannon fucking the hell outta me Its one thing to feel it and to be engaged, but to watch the expression overcome her & for her to be so into me, literally, did it for me I began to slowly shift myself, still keeping her in me and turned to face her.. she smirked, leaned forward, body glistening, & kissed me My eyes moved from her luscious lips, to her succulent breast, that appeared to call my mouth tho them. I leaned forward and bit her nipple she shoved herself deeper into me as a response. so I sucked on her more and she moaned my name & pulled my hair..Even though she was fucking me. I led her to the floor. Politely slid her fingers out of me & spread her legs into the shape of a "V" Ms. Shannon was the definition of Ms. Pretty Pussy Completely shaven, soft caramel lips, with her pearl peeking out, shimmering with her juices dripping... It was ready to be lavished I licked her and licked her, and licked until I could feel her clit swell. I slipped it between my own lips and savored her taste sofly humming while taking her into my mouth. Ms. Shannon released moans of gratitude, reached down, & pushed my face in deeper...

With her having such a tight grip, I put my hands underneath her, rolled over and flipped her on top of me. I could feel her thighs lock She never loosened the grip she had on my head and positioned herself to straddle my face. Here I am, thinking I've now gained control, but Ms. Shannon never ceases to amaze. She began to ride my face, while leaning back, reaching to play with me. My hips rolled and she released the grip she had on me. She bounced a few more times, giving her all, then flipped around..leaning down.. 69

To..be continued..

Ms. Shannon

Ms. Shannon

There she was..5'8, long curly hair past her shoulders, dirty red complexion, light brown eyes, beautiful smile, and a vcut to die for; my Aerobics instructor Ms. Shannon. I promise I only signed up for this class to see her fine ass 4x's a week. "Suga" she called, would you mind staying after class? I have a technique that I would like for you to learn. I snapped out of my daze & blushed a little "Yes ma'am" was my response. She nodded & continued with class.

I'm all excited ‪#NShit but reality settled in, what technique could she possibly wanna teach? Well I haven't really been paying attention so maybe she wants to go over it..shit, who cares, I don't mind. The 2 hour class ended, what seemed to be abruptly. Everyone is leaving so I go and grab my duffle. Ms. Shannon, you want to reschedule, since it’s getting late? No, she responded almost immediately. this'll be quick and quick it was, it took all of 3 mins for her to show me this breathing technique. "Lamaze?" I asked. She laughed "it'll come in handy"

So, I grabbed my duffle once more, but felt all sweaty so I asked "Ms. Shannon is it okay if before you lock up, I shower?" "Go ahead" I giggled at myself for even letting the thought cross my mind that Ms. Shannon kept me after class like a "naughty" school girl. I undressed and let the water run long enough to get a little past warm, but not too hot. As I stood under the shower head, allowing the water to soak my hair, I rubbed my Dove body wash until it got all soapy over me & began to hum. "She stays on the tip of my tongue." I hear another voice join in. I jumped and turned around.. It was Ms. Shannon.. She laughed "calm down, Its okay" "You scared the shit outta me Ms. Shannon!" She apologized & proceeded to turn on the shower next to mine. I tried not to make it obvious that I was looking at her but how could I not. Her towel dropped, and revealed her silky caramel breasts; they sat so nice, not too big, but not small at all. They complimented her physique. Her workout clothes hid the hips and thighs I thought she lacked, then that nice round perfectly fat ass. She giggled "Enjoying the view?" I instantly became flustered and turned away, stuttering and mumbling out apologies. "It's okay, really" she reassured me

I turned around to see that she'd come closer to me, "So, who stays on the tip of your tongue" She asked. All I could do was look up and stare, "Umm, Um" I managed to slip out. She ran her fingers through my hair, I exhaled & blinked. Her mouth was over mine she kissed me softly and slid her tongue, ever so slightly into mines. I let her. She kissed me like she knew me for years. This was all sweet and soft, but damn it. This is Ms. Shannon; I've wanted to taste this for months. I pushed her against the shower wall and she looked at me in surprise. "Can I?" I asked as if I didn't already know the answer, she nodded I kissed on her neck, but before I could do anything else, she flipped around and had me on the wall. Caressing my breast with 1 hand and sucking on the other. Ms. Shannon was a freak. Her other hand slid between my thighs. and made its way between my lips.

My breathing got heavier as she twirled my clit between her fingers My own euphoria escaped & she took that as an invitation to taste. Her tongue glided over my clit, only the tip, as she began to hum she took my clit into her mouth and sucked, my knees buckled a little and I gripped the back of her head and lifted my right leg, she positioned herself comfortably. and I rested it on her shoulder and began to grind on her face. Her pace matched mine, she made me feel so good. I reached down to touch myself while she licked me, but she moved my hand out of the way as if to say she could handle it. she reached up and guided my body down, I was now straddling her face, soft groans escalated to loud moans and after all that time, she still didn't stop. She was going for a Gold Medal.

My back arched, and I put my hands on the floor, thrusting my hips over her, my pace quickened and so did her tongue. What was initially long, flicks across my clit. and briefly sliding in & out of me, turned into quick circular motions and abrupt sucks.. ...she knew I was ready to cum. My body rocked and shook over her face, I bit my bottom lip, trying to hold it in Inhaling deeply & exhaling hard "ah..mmmm.ah ah.." She had me.. "Oh.. My.." I could feel the build up, Ms. Shannon was truly putting in work "F U C K !" My juices flowed, but she didn't move she sucked, and sucked, until she collected most of me. Consumption is an understatement & devoured isn't quite it either. I was almost ready to tap out, Ms. Shannon slid from under me and laid me down. She wiped her mouth "You aren't done yet...are you?"

To be continued...

Shh! My Thoughts Ms.P of @ntunedshow

My thoughts sometimes get the best of me, my actions don't surprise me and my attention to details are...well..you see!

The beads of desire form a neatly stitched blanket of lust around my spine. A steady although calm flow of passion whispers discreetly in my attentive ear causing a muffled roar in my heart.
Shh, you command...conveying through each stroke how good I feel. Grabbing me closer I embrace you tighter becoming a tune that dances around the clatter against the metal bed frame.
-I scratch and bite
-You love it and force yourself deeper
-I go insane
-Your mental, your dimples, your essence cause tension that triggers my gun into heat.Shh!! Do you feel me....and you  shutter and say...."Deeper than you ever felt another soul before!" I kiss your sweet lips and go in for more. STAY NTUNED BABIES! I'm just getting started!


Ms.P

I want her by @phoenixstar9

I want her Bad

this can't be good

Right on my bed

is where she should

be

Thoughts running through my head of doubt

and some of what we could be

can't jeopardize this foundation

constant sighing out of frustration

Moving in and out of daydreams

Wanna be her play thing

But if I put it out there

I'm afraid that it might scare 

her

Don't get me wrong I'm quite anxious 

Don't want to change the dynamics

Indeed I wish to keep her close

dreaming bout her with no clothes

on

It just feels so strong

Is that so wrong?

I want to find out what she's made of

probably a blend of glorious flavors

Thought of the orgasm I wanted to deliver

all the strokes I wanted to give her

I think I need to relax and leave the idea where it is

Cause first of all she's my friend and you just don't know how rare it is

Her body looks so made for me

even down to the way her lips curl when she smiles

I need them to meet mine but I guess Ill chill for a while.. 

To Be Continued.. 

More Than a Lover

I watched her from my seat at the crowded bar. She stood on the edge of the dance floor, a beer in her hand and a smile on her face. It was slightly crooked, but full of confidence. She was surrounded by a group of pretty bois. All of them looked as though they had spent just as much time in the mirror as the more feminine girls.

My eyes were drawn to her. What was it about her? Was it her fluid movements? The slow rhythmic way she bounced her head to the beat of the music? Maybe it was her smooth brown skin. No, it was definitely the way her locks surrounded her head like a lion's mane. Wild. Free. Untamable.

Tap.Tap.Tap.

My friend, Jazz, saved me from my stalker tendencies by tapping my shoulder. "Grab your glass and let's dance. You didn't drag me out here to watch you salivate over some chick you'll never go talk to. Let's go dance." Jazz never mixed words.

We made our way to the crowded dance floor, sliding through soft female bodies along the way. I held tightly to my glass of reisling to prevent a spill. By the time we found a spot that allowed us a few inches of movement, I had lost track of my stalkee. I swallowed my disappointment along with a sip of wine and threw myself into the quick repetitive beat of the reggae music being pumped from the DJ's speakers.

I closed my eyes. I felt my hips begin to sway as though they were disconnected from the rest of my body. I leaned my head back, placing my wine glass to my lips and drained my glass. I felt someone remove the glass from my hand. I was too involved with the music to open my eyes. My hips were still moving when the DJ transitioned to another song. It was hot! I could feel the heat attacking my body. I reached down to raise the hem of my tank to above my navel, revealing a lightly muscled stomach and a belly ring.

I opened my eyes to a smiling Jazz. She was surreptitiously pointing behind me. I took the hint and executed a quick turn, never missing a step. Ms Pretty Boi herself was standing behind me with a sly smile on her face. Jazz started to laugh at my panic stricken face. The thought of this beautiful stranger watching my swaying ass left me feeling uncoordinated, clumsy and nervous. I needed another drink.

The bar was just as crowded as the dance floor. I waited patiently fanning myself with my hand to get a little relief from the heat floating through the club. A stool became empty in front of me. A shot of tequila and another reisling, I told the bartender. She returned quickly with my drinks. From somewhere behind me a $20 bill appeared magically on the bar.

"Baby, you didn't get my beer?" The pretty stranger had managed to squeeze her way to the bar to stand next to me. The bartender took the money and returned with her beer. I felt my heart beat faster. I could smell some kind of clean scent radiating from her clothes.

"When did you tell me to get you a beer?" I looked up into dark eyes framed by the thickest of eyelashes. That crooked smile again.

"I didn't? I mean to, but I got distracted by this beautiful girl gyrating in front of me on the dance floor." She was flirting with me!

"Better get back to her then. I'd hate for you to miss something."

"Only if the beautiful girl will dance with me." I almost choked on my shot. I couldn't hide the huge smile that had taken over my face. "Oooh and she's got dimples too."

She took my left hand, I grabbed my wine glass with my right and we made our way back to the dance floor. Jazz clinging one of the stranger's friends. The DJ had changed the mood in the club by playing slow music with strong beats. Sexually suggestive music flowed from every speaker in the club. All of the couples looked as though they were trying to get as close as they possibly could without getting arrested for indecent exposure.

When we found our spot, she wrapped her arms around my waist pulling my body against hers. My free hand rested on her upper arm, gripping the lean muscle of her shoulder. My other hand was started to resent the wine glass it held. In one fluid motion, I emptied the glass and once again, it magically disappeared from my hand.

I slid both of my arms around her neck and attempted to get closer as our bodies settled into a slow grind. Her thigh worked it's way between mine as our hips answered unasked questions. I could feel her hands tighten around my waist. They slid lower and rested on the tops of my hips. I could feel the pressure of her thigh rubbing against my pierced clit.

I looked up at her. Her eyes were heavy lidded, her lips slightly parted. She grabbed one of my hands and lead me in a quick spin. I stopped with my body facing away from her. She pulled me against her. Her face rubbed against my neck. I arched my back and felt her hands grip my hips. I could hear her breathing heavily.

She scratched the bare skin of my stomach lightly. I inhaled deeply. Her lips found the most sensitive part of my neck. I went to turn around, but she held me firmly in place. I reached behind me to her neck, buried my fingers in her hair and gave a tug. I turned my head to catch the expression on her face and her lips pressed a hot trail of kisses from the corner of my mouth to my ear. "Come home with me."

It wasn't a question. It was a demand. I turned around to face her, seeing desire in her dark brown eyes, I nodded my head. We took sixty seconds to tell our counterparts our plans and made it to the stranger's car. I still didn't even know her name. In the ten minutes it took to make it back to her place, nothing had changed. The electric current surrounding us still remained, growing denser every time the clock ticked.

As soon as her front door was locked behind us, she pushed me against the wall. Her hands rested on each side of my head, trapping me, as if I would try to move. She leaned towards me, her head slightly tilted. I felt her cheek slide against mine, her breath hot on my neck. Her lips connected with my shoulder, moving down to my collarbone. She moved further down, lightly nipping at the round flesh covered by my tank. She moved further down finally kneeling before me. I grabbed her by her locs, putting her face where it craved her.

She tackled the buttons of my jeans easily, kissing every bit of new skin she exposed. Slowly she undressed me until I stood before her legs spread wide, bare bottomed. She leaned forward inhaling my heady scent. She exhaled, covering me with a burst of warm air. I could feel evidence of my need spilling down my thighs.
She stood. Sightly smiling, biting her bottom lip. I grabbed a handful of her shirt and pulled her back against me. "Don't tease me."

She silenced my demands with a kiss. When my knees started to buckle, she lifted me. My legs surrounded her, my back against the wall. I heard a low moan escape from her throat. I felt her hand slide between us.
Her fingers moved against me easily. My wetness kept her fingers sliding in slow circles. I could feel my hips imitating the movement, offering her encouragement. Soft sighs caressed my ears, was that coming from me?
Without warning, she slid three fingers inside me. I felt my body tense, my muscles expand and contract. I gasped, she groaned. I felt her fingers curve, slowly moving down the path my body created for her. Her body pressed forward, increasing the sensation.

Her other hand was rubbing slightly against my nipple, I could feel it straining against the cotton of my shirt. She took the hard pebble between her fingers and pinched.As the tempo between my legs increased, so did the pressure. I felt her face against my cheek. I felt her breathing fast and loud against my hear, "You ready?"

My hips lurched forward. Her fingers twisted slightly, her finger tips softly grazing that secret elusive spot. I lost control of my body. She held me while my shaking turned into small shivers.

I looked at her face, seeing that familiar crooked smile. "Can we stop pretending to be strangers now? I really need my girlfriend..." She took my hand and lead me the bedroom we had been sharing for the last year.

She removed her clothing slowly, as each article hit the carpet, I was reminded of one of the passionate nights we had previously shared. She laid on the bed and opened her arms to me. I removed what little clothing I had left, and laid on top of her.

Her body was warm. I settled my thigh against her warmest spot, in awe of the heat and moisture assaulting my skin. Her hips rose slightly, aiming to decrease the space between us. Without thought, my hips moved to meet hers.

Her hands squeezed the fleshy part of my ass, holding me to her, increasing the friction our bodies made. I leaned down to take a chocolate tipped nipple in my mouth. I sucked lightly, until she squeezed me harder, urging me for more suction.

Her breath was coming in short gasps. I felt her hands on my head pushing it down my body. I opened my eyes and looked at her face, "Please!" She demanded.

I made a slow trail of kisses down her body. I stopped on her side to bite the round swell announcing her hips. I moved to her navel, sticking my tongue inside and sucking. Lower I went, kissing a trail to her inner thighs. I heard a slight whimper before she pulled me by my hair to the source of the wetness.

I licked her. Swallowing all of the juices that flowed around her lips. Slowly, I massaged circles around her clit, feeling it grow hard in my mouth. I sucked, maintaining a steady rhythm while lightly licking. I could feel her body tensing around me, her hips thrusting.

I turned my head slightly to the side, taking all of her in my mouth. I increased the pressure from my tongue, flicking quickly. Her legs tightened around my head, her hands held me in my position. With one hard thrust, I heard a low moan escape her lips. Her body went limp.

nerves

u got a nerve to say you never to touch all my ,nerves, that spread in every direction making my clit erect . all you have to do is kiss the top of the spine, under my nape. See if my ass tingles. touch the skin softly under my arms...so my inner thighs can clench ..bite the inner thigh and see if my eyes roll back into my head as i anticipated your next move spreading ecstasy to all my nerves...travel around your world, my body, all night and explore the zones of love as we escape into another . Activate every nerve , even the ones you never thought to touch. Captivate me with your hands. Breathless I become . Spread my love and enter…touch the largest nerve exposed continuously making me weak. Exhales as I lose myself. Under the control of your touch. Nerves on top of nerves motion me to lay down on my back, position yourself causing 16000 nerve endings to merge… making it feel that much more intense. over and over we get lost in each others touch, kisses, eyes...she’s all mines to get lost in the moment. you’ve got a nerve never to say you haven’t touched all of my nerves

she cant

She cant possibly love the way I love. Think the way I think or even look as effortlessly as I do into the eyes of perfection. I cant keep the emotions hidden behind the walls of insecurities and doubt. Patients I hold in my hand , tightly bold up close to my heart like a fire fly as I child I didn’t want to let go. I need that mystery of almost letting go and peeking to see if its still in my hand. Her feelings are why I hold my patients. Will she open her wings and reveal her true beauty, reason and destiny. Am I written on the pattern she wears so proudly. Strut her wings I whisper , she’s priceless. Inclined to know her every move as the wind flows under and over her wings. Through life she goes so , so carelessly. As I watch from a distance the firefly fights to breathe fresh air. I wish not to kill the patients I have so I let it go along with my insecurities and doubt. I stop in front of her nervous not to hurt her I put my hand out and she accepts. She whispers love songs in my ear for what seems a lifetime. I enjoy the moment for what it is I left her go and watch her travel the winds. She cant possibly know what I know about her , love the way I love her or even see what I see when I look closely into the pattern of her wings …

Ashley & Kisha: Finding the Right Fit Documentary (Video)

This is actually a favorite, not for the sex but for the story itself.. enjoy.

Untitled "Short Story" - by @ultimateTash

                                                                                                Part One.
  I stared at you with my fluorescent brown eyes, your smile emerging with curiosity.   "What is it?" You asked with a furrow between your brows. "You are exquisite, so glad that you're mine now." I smiled, pressing my body against yours. You couldn't say anything, bonded by silence, your eyes flicked south toward my breasts that were coherently placed on top of your own. You bit your lower lip as I grabbed your belt loops  thrusting your hips slightly toward my body. My eyes were still on you. You, then, flicked your eyes back to me causing a shift in gravitational force. You pulled me closer, leaning down to plant a kiss on my pink stained pout. Your kiss was firm and I knew what this meant. Smiling through the kiss I, then, bit your bottom lip; pulling away slowly while I grinded my teeth against your skin of your lips. At a loss for words, you stutter my name, "Ta-Tashaa" with your eyes closed slightly. As I pull away with a smirk on my face, you grab my ass and firmly grip it, slapping one cheek hard. I whine a bit and you continue to slap the other one because you know how much I like it.

       "Damn, baby...." I express toward you, while looking into your eyes. Slamming me down on the bed, you hike my legs up and wrap them around your torso. I tilt my head back as you begin to suck at my neck, knowing that it does something to me instantaneously. I bite at my lower lip as you continue to suck. Suddenly, you sink your teeth into my neck, not quite penetrating the skin but enough for it to drive me wild. I dig my nails into the sides of your abdominal, making you bite down a little harder. You, then, slide your mouth from my neck to my lips causing goosebumps to grow down my spine. I grip my legs around you tighter as you start to kiss my lips. I slide my tongue out and into your mouth, slowly swirling it around. Sliding my hand down into your pants, significantly cuffing your pussy with my hand through the opening of your boxers. You part your lips with mine and let our a groan. Looking into my eyes, I look back at you and we both know the damage is about to begin.

       As I thrust my hips toward yours and move my hand in between your silky pussy lips, you groan once more. Teasing me with your tongue in my mouth, I whine and beg for you to "Stop" because I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I slowly start to rub your clit with the tip of my finger, being careful not to press down too hard at first.

       "Fuck me." You say silently, leaving your breath against my skin. Taking your clothes off slowly, piece by piece. One by one. You look up at me with sex hunger eyes. I look back and smile. I gaze at your body as it significantly gets goosebumps from the window being open. "Patience is a virture," I express toward you with a smirk on my face. Suddenly I pin your body to the bed, keeping your hands to mine, while we both lay full of nudity. Kissing all over your body with my pink stained pout as you arch your back and then crumble back down into the sheets. "Mmmm," you moan - almost trying to be silent. I dig my nails into your dark chocolate thighs. "Let it out." I command you. Moving my kisses down your oblique, I sense you shudder. Working my way down your pussy, I plant more kisses onto the top of it, not quite penetrating the skin with my mouth, yet letting the air from it drive you mad. Facing your pussy now, I continue to look at you while your back is arched in disarray. Wanting, craving for more than just a kiss to the pussy. I blow slowly and slightly onto your pussy lips, you grip the sheets. "Fuck me now!" I start to spread your pussy lips apart as your legs continue to spread as well, reaching further and further away from each other. You browse down at me as I skim your wetness with my eyes, ready to devour each and every piece of that wetness. I slowly and surely wrap my lips around your clit, sucking gently because I know how insane that drives you. You shudder some more and begin to moan uncontrollably like a bitch. I grin to myself, and then start flicking the tip of my tongue against your clit, sliding my tongue down and inserting into your pussy, shoveling the creamy goodness out and swallowing it whole. Moving my way back to your clit, I fasten the speed of my tongue, flicking it more and more. I notice you grip the bed sheets with one hand and grab the back of my head with the other, pushing my face down into your pussy even more than it is already. You stutter my name extremely loud this time, "TA-TA-TASHA!" I grin more while I wrap my mouth around your enlarged clit, sucking and moving my head from side to side as well. Moving my hands up to your perfectly shaped choclate breasts, caressing them and pinching your nipples to intensify the affect of your orgasm in which you are about to explode.

       You can't contain yourself anymore and you begin to cum into my mouth and orgasming, letting our deep growls, groans and moans all wrapped into one just like my lips around your clit. You start to push my head away, and I continue to flick the tip of my tongue against it. "Da-Damn, baby. Please don't tease me." You start to convulse and tremble because my fuck was just that good. I lean up and kiss your lips with my warm and wet mouth. I place one finger in between your wet and throbbing pussy, you clench and I place the wetness into your mouth. You smile. I smile and then you express toward me as you kiss my lips deeply. "You ready for me?" I grin and blush as I nod my head complying with your devious antics.

Was It A One Night Stand

Her tweet started simply:

 indigofire: I need some ice.

 My response: @indigofire Are you hot or is ur body hot?

indigofire: Both, I'm super freakin horny (she responds immediately)

Bingo, let's take this conversation to direct message, because I don't know if she's got a significant other floating around twitter. Although, I really don't care because I already have her attention. I couldn't help myself, something told me to inquire a little bit more. Indigo fire was a beautiful red bone that had already piqued my curiosity.

My response: Mmmm....let me ask u a question. Penetration or no? (I was doing a heat check, seeing how far I can go.)

indigofire: Don't really care for it

My response: Hmmm....how about I cool u off...wait, I don’t want to step on anyones toes, are you attached.

indigofire: nope I'm very single

My response: Cum over, I have something in store for you.

indigofire: Ok, I’m game. I'll be right there.

She enters my apartment, which is a loft with views of the San Francisco Bay. I have smooth and sexy R&B playing softly throughout. She walks over to the Windows to take in the breathtaking views. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her and start dancing, slowly, with her. She is beautiful, Her light, golden Brown complexion is luminous in the candlelight. She is tiny, about 5’1”, but thick and voluptuous in her thighs, asss and hips just like I like it. Her shoulder length, dark Brown hair is pulled back into a tight bun accenting her beautiful face. She’s pierced and tatted, tastefully, but definitely all femme. She’s wearing a deep red colored dress that accents the warm red undertones in her skin. Her shoes are a strappy heel with the straps crisss crossing her ankles almost up to her calves. She turns and smiles up at me as if to say, do you like? I smile back in appreciation and spin her around so her back is to me. I pull her into me, molding her body to mine. We sway slowly to the rhythm of the music. I begin running my hands up and down the contours of her body. She leans back further, sighing, and beginning to purr her like.

indigofire: Hmmm I like that...

My response: Since you are hot, let’s get you out of these clothes.

I begin to slowly peel her dress off of her shoulders, kissing the exposed flesh that I reveal. She expresses her satisfaction through murmurs of encouragement and by pushing her ass back into me. I drop her dress to the ground, kissing down her back across her waist, hips, back of her thighs and calves. She steps out of her dress and turns and looks at me. She is not wearing any undergarments, but I didnt expect any. Our discussion left no question about what this night would be about. I remain on my knees and admire her beautiful body momentarily when she attempts to kick off her 4” heels. I stop her.

My response: Keep them on.

indigofire: Why, do I have to keep them on.

My response: Don’t ask me any questions, just follow my instructions.

I say as I pull her towards me and bury my face into her pussy, inhaling the essence of her core. Her hot sex is oozing her desire causing her pussy lips to glisten and sparkle in the candle light. I move slowly up the front of her body, kissing and nipping at her flesh. I arrive at her luscious breasts to find, to my surprise and delight, that both nipples are pierced. I suck each one into my mouth, flicking and teasing the pierced nipple with my tongue.

indigofire: OMG, mmmm….

I spend a little time with her breasts and nipples before I travel back down her body. She is writhing and swaying with pleasure as i tease her body with my mouth. As I reach her center, once again, I spread her legs apart and massage her inner thighs.

indigofire: *moans* and *licks lips*

I place her right leg over my left shoulder and place my mouth on her hot sex. Her pussy is blazing hot , her sticky néctar, coating my lips and tongue. She immediately thrusts her body towards me. I hook my hands underneath her ass and steady her by placing my other hand onto her back. With little effort, thanks to her small frame, I stand up which lifts her onto my shoulders. She wraps her legs around my neck and slides her fingers into my hair.

indigofire: Oh shit. Mmmmm…

I immediately begin to devour her pretty pussy. I licked her lips first, then parted her lips and slipped my tongue deep into her pussy, sliding it in and out like a mini dick. I allowed my tongue to trace the inside of her pussy, tantalizing her body with every stroke. She moaned and writhed on my shoulders indicating her pleasure and urging me on to assist her in quenching her internal fire. As I escorted her into orgasm, i walked over to the couch. I knew that I would not be able to hold her once her orgasm kicked in and I was correct. As soon as her body started to feel the throes of the orgasm, she threw her body backwards which flung her from my shoulders and onto the couch waiting below.

indigofire: Oh my god, this feels so fucking good. What are you doing to me?

I climb onto the couch and continue my oral assault on her pussy. I grip her clit with my lips and began sucking on it which enhances her orgasm and keeps the waves of pleasure pulsating through her body. She begins to thrust so hard at my face that I have to grasp her hips to control her and prevent injury to me.

indigofire: I can’t stop cumming. Oh shit. Oh God…

I release my lips from her clit which instantly reduces the intensity of her orgasm. I continue to softly lick her pussy and kiss her thighs until her orgasm subsides. She smiles at me weakly.

indigofire: Damn, baby.

I stand, kiss her on the forehead, and retrieve her dress. I dress her slowly, admiring the sexy curve of her body. I think to myself, damn, this girl is fine. After dressing her, I kiss her softly on the lips, grasp her elbow and escort her to the door. She didn’t say a word cuz she knew what this was all about.

indigofire: LOL! Damn that was cold.

My response: It was a one night stand. Once the getting was done, there was no point in sticking around. My only question is: did you cum?

indigofire: *blushing* Yes.

My response: Are you still hot?

indigofire: *blushing harder* No.

My response: That’s what’s up. I have to run, babygirl. Don’t be a stranger on here. LOL!

indigofire: I won’t. TTYL.

My response: TTYL.

~Signs off of Twitter.~

copywrite (c) 2011 ~ follow me on twitter @a_risingphoenix

Orgasm Collector

Daydreaming about wet pussy 

in the midst of mocha colored thighs,

sounds of ecstasy as she invites me to dine,

or devour her succulent sighs

Slide my tongue inside,

deep, 

deep as I can go,

caressing her walls,

hitting her spot until I reach her soul…

I close my eyes & rejoice.

Open my eyes to chocolate mountains

with hershey kiss peaks,

 I must hike a trail created by my tongue

across her body to suckle at her teats...

Suck, massage, nibble, bite, lick, caress…

I spend equal time with each one

so the other doesn't get jealous.

Kisses her softly, nibble on bottom lip,

kisses ear,

along her neck,

grinds between hips.

The melody of her pleasure fills my ears.

Two fingers in,

checking her temperature,

she's hot & ready,

I buckle up for this adventure..

Run the tip along her lips

& watch her body rise to meet me,

she opens wide,

beckoning me inside,

I oblige sliding in balls deep.

Out & in, long firm strokes,

she dances to my rhythm,

accompanied by staccato breathing & deep bass moans...

I stroke she rides, headed 4 home

I love the sweetness of missionary,

face 2 face, chest 2 chest,

I can kiss her lips & suck on her breasts.

But sometimes... 

I just want 2 fuck.

Let's change places, 

me on the bottom, you on the top,

ride lil cow girl,

don't even think we are going to stop...

 any time soon.

Against the wall, on your knees.

Stroking that pussy, to your chorus of "please".

Ass in the air, head to the floor,

glass dick in her ass..

She's screaming for more.

Double penetration

has her speaking in tongues.

An out of body experience

as her orgasm comes..

She jumps over the cliff

into an orgasmic abyss,

floating on clouds of pure pleasure.

I pull out & wrap my lips around her clit...

Suck her off,

one last time,

don't want her orgasm to end,

I want to penetrate her mind.

Tongue swirls around & slides in.

Lips suck, I win

She blasts off once again,

muscles strain, hands clench,

she vocalizes her pleasure,

I'm satisfied

cuz I collected 5.

Just call me the orgasm collector.


Written by Phoenix Rising (@a_risingphoenix)  (c) 2011 

To You by @phoenixstar9

I feel you..
Far away.. Distant..
Doesn't matter..
I still do..
Focusing on the way your panties slide off as I kiss your lips..
we are still one..
I can  definitely feel it..
Time heals pain..
I know that you see it..
Tasting you ... remembering
Like ahhh.... this is what I was missing..
Nothing like the REAL thing..
My body has missed you...
My tongue has been yearning..
Closing my eyes.. my desire still burning..
Long Hair Don't Care...
Short Style still wild..
you still gon sweat it out...
without a doubt..
I want you...
You can feel it in every stroke I make...
every lick I take..
every time you shake..
make no mistake
I'm not talking to her.. or her.. or her..
but to you...
spent a year trying to replace you..
just being honest,,
I want it..

Occupy WallStreet (by Lolita Brigante) @lolitabrigante

I am here and so is she, not sure what she is up for tonight but that dress is saying what I want to hear. Her lips, painted red, haven't said anything more than "33rd n 7th" since we both jumped in this taxi that is suppose to take us to dinner. Traffic is telling me it'll be a while, and I don't mind, because her scent is turning me into a lioness and that doesn't happen often. I whisper in her ear, what would you do if I kissed you? She replied; try it and see! I did, we did...she kissed back, sucking her bottom lip while she ran her tongue across my top lip. She taste like everything I hoped and now my heart is beating faster and harder, I'm touching her thigh...she caressed my left nipple. Now the eye to eye contact is turning into a wordless conversation. I peek out the window to see if we are anywhere near our destination, not yet. I start rubbing her a lil higher till I can feel a panty line, her body jolts so I pause, but she is grinding my hand so I refuse to stop. I pull her toward me, we both face the window while she leans on me, with one leg on the floor and the other on the back seat. I was once paying attention to how long we had till we had to exit the taxi, but now her Wetness has my full attention. I wouldn't know if a earthquake hit right now. I'm rubbing it so soft, she starts to moan, but I keep the steady but soft motion...damn she wet, this is the part where I want to say "fuck dinner! I'm hungry now". I ask her if she needs me to stop...no answer...just moaning, and grinding...she wants me inside her. I want to be inside her....Im inside her...the moans are louder and the driver is looking nervous but wont dare look back. He wont dare ask a question...I bite down on her neck leaving Mac lip gloss in the crease of her neck, in, out, up down across her clit, then in, again...and again...and again...I feel her  body sucking on me, locking me in, I hold her open cause now she will try to deny herself the big finish, But I cant stop, not now, not with her clit getting stiffer and her insides leaking harder and her moans getting louder. This shaking is what I came for, the moans are what I live for and her climax is what makes it all worth it, worth it dammit...I love this. But we been here, was here 10 mins ago, meter running...pussy throbbing, and her, well she is smiling. I suck her love off my fingers to tease myself, for what may come later. She wobbles out the taxi, I laugh a proud laugh...and the night has just begun!

--- Lolita Brigante

Rainbow Rendezvous ! We are Looking for more Writers! March Madness

1. There’s an older woman sitting on a park bench reading a newspaper…

2. You walk into your house and it’s completely different — furniture, decor, all changed. And nobody’s home.

3. You walk into your house and it’s completely different — furniture, decor, all changed. And nobody’s home.

4. Write a poem/story to or about a sexy  person/encounter close to you using any of the senses except sight.

5. Start your poem/story with a piece of advice

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Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Tristan walked into the all-white party with lust in her heart and a mind stuck on conquering the first young tender that piqued her interest. Tristan was a very pretty, caramel colored woman with full sexy lips; big, slightly slanted, piercing gray eyes, and shoulder length, brown locs with blonde highlights. Her beauty was disarming as Tristan was a very aggressive, very masculine stud. She stood about 5'10" tall and boasted a strong but slightly curvy physique. Tristan was a knockout and she knew it.

Upon entering the club, she met up with her homies who were also good looking in their own right. They were affectionately called The Crew and stood out from the average party goer due to their above average good looks and sense of style. The Crew was posted up in their usual spot near the dance floor adjacent to the bar where they could see their next victims enter and exit the club. As soon as Tristan posted up with a drink, in walked Valentine and her girls.

Valentine was a 5'6", mocha colored, very feminine woman. She was beautiful and very curvy with an ample swell to her breasts. She had full luscious lips and big, warm, beautiful, brown eyes that held a glint of mischief if you took a closer look. As Valentine and her girls breezed by the crew she made eye contact with Tristan. Tristan gave her a casual half smile half smirk that shot straight to Valentine's pussy causing her clit to jump and throb. Valentine stopped dead in her tracks, staring at Tristan. One of her girls saw her with her mouth ajar and snatched her arm, "Girl, that's The Crew. They break hearts.  You don't want it with them."

But it was too late, Valentine was smitten. Throughout the night she stole furtive glances at Tristan whose laser gray eyes would catch her each time and activate her pussy once again. Valentine made up her mind, she was going to meet Tristan if it was the last thing she did. After a few shots of liquid courage disguised as Patron, she made her move. Valentine walked over to Tristan to introduce herself.

"Hi, my name is Valentine," then she licked her lips and ran the finger tip of her right index finger lightly along the exposed skin of Tristan's chest above her V-neck shirt.

Tristan's sexy smirk never changed but her thought processes did. Valentine's touch was like an electric current pulsing through her body. Her body was on fire and she wanted to quench that fire in Valentine. Had she met her match?

Instead, Tristan drawled in a controlled, sexy baritone, "Baby girl, the pleasure is all mine."

Before she could think twice, Valentine stepped in close and whispered in Tristan's ear, "I want you to fuck me." She immediately turned and walked away in the direction of the bathrooms and away from the dance floor.

Tristan couldn't believe what she just heard. Her body was aflame and the source of that flame just invited her to feast on her succulent sex. For a brief second, a flash of fear coursed through her body, again, have I met my match?

Tristan's supreme confidence kicked in and the moment of fear was gone. She turned to the homies who hadn't taken notice of the interaction between Tristan and Valentine and informed them she would be right back then headed in the direction that Valentine disappeared in.

As Tristan walked past the dark stairwell to the upper level of the night club, which was closed tonight, she felt a hand grab her arm and pull her towards the curtain that blocked the stairwell. It was Valentine, standing behind the curtain, desire plastered across her face. Tristan stepped right up to her pressed her body into Valentine's then kissed her hard across the lips, forcing her tongue into Valentine's mouth. Valentine melted at the contact and her nectar immediately began to leak down her leg, but she returned Tristan's kiss with a hunger and fervor that matched her desire.

Tristan broke the kiss, grabbed Valentine's hand and ushered her up the stairs and onto the 2nd level, rooftop dance area. The dance floor here was raised and solid glass allowing you to see the dance floor below on the lower level. Tristan lifted Valentine onto the raised dance floor and began kissing her hard again. Valentine kissed Tristan back and allowed her hands to roam free along Tristan's back and into her locs.

Tristan broke the kiss and looked Valentine in the eyes as she slowly lifted Valentine's dress over her head. Tristan inhaled sharply as she viewed Valentine's stunning physique back lit by the lights from the party below. Valentine's brown skin looked like it glowed from within. Her full breasts sat high and proud above a flat, smooth stomach. Valentine was wearing no underwear so she was completely naked. Her thick juicy thighs were a luscious invitation to her beautifully manicured pussy.

Tristan released a low growl dripping in desire and began devouring Valentine's chocolate nipples. She sucked on Valentine's breasts alternately and nibbled on her nipples. Valentine moaned and arched her body towards Tristan, craving the release she knew was soon to come. Valentine's pussy was dripping wet and the scent of her essence served to fuel Tristan's primal desires. As Tristan licked and sucked her breasts, she slid two fingers into Valentine's molten core. Valentine immediately began thrusting her body against Tristan's hand. Tristan worked her fingers in and out of Valentine's pussy, twisting them as she went in and curving them and sliding them across the top wall of Valentine’s pussy as she withdrew them out, quickly discovering Valentine's g spot. Tristan's hot mouth and strong hands had Valentine about to erupt. Tristan was skilled in female pleasure and knew from feeling the contours of Valentine's pussy that she would be able to put the strap she wore to good use, but she would work her way up to that.

Valentine could not only believe that she was butt naked on the rooftop of a club, but that she was having the most amazing sex with the finest stud she had ever laid eyes on, on the rooftop of that same club. However, she didn't have time to really think about it much because Tristan was tapping her spot and hurdling her directly into orgasm. As the orgasm took hold, Valentine cried out in ecstasy at the top of her lungs. She knew that the music pumping in the club below would cover her cries so she let go with reckless abandon. Just as she thought the feeling could get no better, she felt Tristan push her back until she was laying flat then felt the most amazing sensation as Tristan's hot mouth found her female treasure.

Tristan first sucked on Valentine's pussy, drawing her lips into her mouth then releasing them slowly. Then Tristan ran her tongue from the bottom to the top of Valentine's pussy. Valentine was writhing and moaning and arching her pussy towards Tristan, inviting Tristan to take it all. Tristan teased Valentine's pussy, swirling her tongue along the length, around the vaginal canal, and lightly over her clit. She would slide her tongue all the way into Valentine's pussy, then swirl it around the outside. She continued this teasing over and over again and only varied the tempo and pressure. This was driving Valentine crazy and held her hostage at the edge of another orgasm. As she moaned and writhed, moving her head from side to side, she caught a glimpse of the dance floor below and had a fleeting thought.

I wonder if the people below can see us.

The thought was fleeting because as she thought it, Tristan changed tactics and began sucking on her clit which hurled her over the edge into an orgasmic abyss. Her upper body came off the floor and she cried out from deep in her belly. "Oh my fucking God!" She chanted over and over again as she bucked her hips and her body spasmed in orgasmic pleasure. Before she could recover, Tristan dropped her pants, grabbed Valentines ankles, raised them in the air and expertly slid her cyberskin dick deep into Valentine's hot, wet pussy. Valentine's face registered pleasurable shock as Tristan's dick filled up her pussy. Tristan began to deep stroke Valentine's pussy with long hard strokes. Once inside Valentine's pussy, Tristan brought both of Valentines legs together and placed them both over her left shoulder, where she held them with one hand. This positioned Valentine slightly on her right intensifying her pleasure and allowing Tristan to hit all of Valentine's "spots" along her sugar walls. Valentine continued to cry out as her body became one giant nerve ending. Just as she started to get used to the pleasurable fucking she was receiving, Tristan pulled out and spun her onto her knees, placing both of them onto the dance floor.

At this point Tristan realized that she could see the party goers below and they could probably see them but she was too overcome with desire to care. She settled Valentine on her knees, head down, ass up, and drove her dick back into Valentine's pussy. Tristan slammed her dick in and out of Valentine's pussy like a piece of fine machinery. Tristan's stroke was firm, long and true. She watched Valentine's pussy suck in her dick and release it back to her upon every stroke with a satisfied smacking sound. Valentine's pussy was hot, wet and inviting and Valentine was tossing it back willingly to Tristan.

As another orgasm began to build in Valentine, she started to flatten out and move her body away from the pleasurable assault. Tristan reached around Valentine's hips with one strong hand and lifted her body back up to accommodate her stroke. Valentine's body was heading into a pleasurable direction that was unfamiliar territory to her and she began to try to break free from Tristan's embrace with a wild look in her eye. Tristan held her firmly in place then reached down and turned Valentine's face so they were staring into one another's eyes, which served to reassure Valentine that she was okay.

The wild eyed look slipped away replaced by pure desire. Valentine was again walking the tightrope to orgasmic pleasure. Tristan held Valentine's gaze as she continued to drill Valentine's pussy mercilessly. Valentine's pussy slapped, smacked, and clapped in time with each stroke. Tristan slid the hand under Valentine's hips down to Valentine's clit and began squeezing it gently and rubbing it softly. It was the straw that unleashed the flood gates of Valentine's pleasure. Valentine released an earth shattering howl from deep in her belly as her orgasm ripped through her body sending electric currents and spasms from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Her body shook and writhed violently as the giant orgasm engulfed her body.

Simultaneously, Tristan's body exploded in orgasm which caused her to lock her arms tightly around Valentine's hips. As their bodies rode their respective orgasms, they collapsed flat onto the glass dance floor, although at this point neither of them cared if they were seen. Once their bodies settled down, Tristan gently pulled out of Valentine's pussy which caused a small orgasmic aftershock to pierce through her body. She wiped her dick with a handkerchief, tucked it back into her boxers and pulled up her pants. She grabbed Valentine's dress and helped her into it. It was obvious that Valentine was feeling a little self conscious now, as she kept her head down, wrapped her arms around her body and was silent.

Tristan gently lifted Valentine's chin until Valentine raised her eyes to Tristan. Tristan gently, but passionately kissed Valentine until she unwrapped her arms from her body and visibly relaxed. Tristan grabbed Valentine's hand and escorted her off of the roof. Once down the stairs, they both entered the bathroom to freshen up. Valentine fully expected Tristan to be gone when she finished, but was pleasantly surprised to find Tristan standing outside of the bathroom waiting for her with a drink for Valentine in her hand. Valentine exhaled, took a long swallow from the drink and took Tristan's extended hand. They walked back into the party, hand in hand, and over to where The Crew was posted. Tristan introduced Valentine to her friends and they gave Tristan a hard time about being gone for so long.

Just then Valentine's friends came rushing over to her and exclaimed, "Girl where you been? You missed it. Somebody got fucked good on the roof. We watched the whole thing but couldn't make out who it was. I'm sure they gone by now. Did you see it?"

Valentine turned to Tristan with a stricken look on her face. Tristan just flashed her heart melting smile and introduced herself to Valentine's friends, then introduced them to The Crew.  The Crew captured the girls attention and removed it from the sexual liaison that they had witnessed. As both groups mingled and got to know each other, Tristan pulled Valentine into her arms and kissed her softly on the forehead, then whispered in Valentine's ear,

"My name is Tristan Veracruz. Would u like to go on a date with me?"

Valentine blushed hard and with a smile so big it threatened to break her face, she nodded yes and rested her head against Tristan's chest with a sigh of relief.

Written by Phoenix Rising (@a_risingphoenix)  (c) 2010