Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Vote, Vote, Vote!!!

Okay, eveybody the stories are all submitted. It's time to go vote for the Scandalous Halloween Writing Contest. Leave a comment and vote for "Ever feel like you're beng watched?" Please and Thank you, I will love you forever!!!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Ever feel like you're being watched?

I saw this writing contest posted on Scandal in the Choir Loft and just had to give it a try!  Voting will be from October 19th thru the 25th. PLEASE, come vote for me! Just click on the link!

Dear Tiffany,

Happy Halloween! You would not believe what happened earlier! Wes and I were on our way to a costume party when the car broke down! Our phones didn't get any reception, it was pitch black outside and we just happened to brake down by this old farm house! Did I mention that I had this slutty little tavern wench costume on? Wes was dressed as a vampire. Not very original I know, but so sexy. Anyways, we walked up this long gravel driveway to the front door of the house. I kept getting chills and having that feeling you get when you think someone is watching you, but there weren't any other houses close enough to have neighbors. All the lights were out in the windows of the creepy house but Wes insisted on knocking anyways. Personally I wanted to just start walking but he said the chances of us finding help somewhere else were pretty slim. Of course nobody answered Wes's knocking so he tried the door. Wouldn't you know it, the door was unlocked. I tried talking Wes out of going inside but he said he wanted to see if there was a phone we could use. It was so eery inside. All the furniture was covered with sheets but there wasn't a bunch of dust everywhere like you would expect in an abandoned house. We looked everywhere but couldn't find a phone. Then to make matters worse it started to rain outside. Not just rain though, but serious lightening and thunder. And of course there was no electricity there either. We did find some candles though and there was a stack of wood next to the fireplace. I kept asking Wes if he had planned all this but he swore to his innocence. It seemed like there was nothing else to do but make ourselves comfortable. I tried but I still just kept having that creepy feeling of being watched. Wes kept telling me I was just being silly but it was kind of scary. Wes built us a fire and it helped a little but since there was no electricity we had to amuse ourselves.

We were sitting on the floor with Wes leaning against the couch and me leaning against his chest. He started kissing and nuzzling my neck. His hands slid under my top and grazed the underside of my breast. I couldn't help a small groan. Even in this creepy place he could still turn me on. I tilted my head to give him better access to my neck, He responded with a light nibble to that sensitive area that caused me to suck in my breath. I briefly wondered how I could be getting turned on in this creepy place but then I imagined Wes's sexy blue eyes and crooked little grin and I felt my panties get a little bit wetter. Slowly his hand traveled down my belly. He traced little paths along the inside of my thighs causing me to tremble with desire and excitement. I still had the feeling like we were being watched but instead of scaring me, it was actually starting to turn me on. Just the though of somebody I couldn't see watching Wes touch my body. Mmm, you have no idea how wet that was making me! When his fingers edged under my panties and found my wet pussy my legs opened wider seemingly on their own. He growled deep in his throat and pushed two fingers inside me. My head fell back against his chest and my hips rose to meet his thrusting fingers.

Eventually, I pushed his hand away and turned so that I was on my knees between his spread legs and could reach his lips. You can't even imagine how much I love kissing this man! He broke the kiss and dipped his head to my breast, drawing my nipple deep into his mouth. My back arched allowing him better access. My hands clutched at his shoulders holding him to me. I trailed one hand down his body, lightly raking my nails against his chest, then his stomach. I could feel his body shudder as I reached lower, unfastening the button of his pants then freeing him from his boxers. He was rock hard in my hand. I told him to sit on the couch while I continued to kneel in front of him. I slowly licked the tip of his cock then kissed and licked my way down the length of him before traveling back up and drawling the tip of him into my mouth. He moaned and arched his hips up. I took him deep, as close to the base of his cock as I could get. I kept changing the tempo from slow and sensual to hard and fast, devouring him, bringing him close to the edge but never letting him reach it. Mmm, the sounds he made turned me on so much plus I still had the feeling of being watched, but there was no longer any doubt that I liked the sensation. Finally he had enough of the sweet torture and pushed me back gently. In a husky voice he told me it was my turn.

He layed me back on the rug in front of the fire, close enough to feel the warmth on my skin but not enough to be uncomfortable. He kissed me, slowly but deep. My hands went to his hair, holding him close, but he moved my hands, lacing his fingers with mine above my head. The feeling of helplessness and loss of control just made me want him more. He released my hands as he moved down my body, kissing and nibbling as he went, but he still wouldn't let me touch. It was pure torture not being able to touch him but it also seemed to heighten all my senses too. The stubble on his face against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs made me gasp and arch my hips against him. Begging him without words. He answered by removing my lacy panties and lowering his head between my thighs earning a soft moan of pleasure from me.  His tongue against me felt sinful and heavenly at the same time. Slowly, he coaxed me closer and closer to my climax, taking his time loving me with his mouth. He still wouldn't let me touch him so my hands drifted hungrily over my own body. My nails dug into my thighs, wishing it was this shoulders I was clutching. Briefly my mind registered what looked like a shadow moving behind Wes, but as quickly as the thought came, it left again as Wes slid two fingers inside of me. After that I didn't care if anybody was watching or not, I just wanted the release that his tongue and fingers were promising. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. "Please". Just one word, but it was all he needed to hear as he sent me spiraling over the edge to an earth shattering climax. I think that was the hardest I've ever came before.

I've never wanted somebody as desperately as I did right then. Now it was my turn to push him back onto the rug. He reached for me but I was ready to pay him back for not letting me touch him. I laced my fingers with his on either side of his head, leaned down and kissed him with all the passion and intensity that I could, then I smugly whispered into his ear that paybacks are a bitch! I gently rubbed against him, feeling him swell in response. Then I lowered myself onto his cock, taking him all the way into me. He moaned and reached for my thighs but again I told him no touching. I set a slow sensual rhythm while running my hands over the expanse of his chest. I loved the feel of him under me. I knew he was just itching to touch my breast so while never taking my eyes off of him I ran my hand up my body, starting at my thighs, moving up my stomach until it came to reach the hard peak of my nipple. This earned me another deep groan from Wes as he watched me caress and squeeze myself the way he wanted to.

Before I even knew what was happening, he moved. I found myself  on my knees, up against the couch with his cock pressed against my tight ass. A ripple of pleasure went through my body. I had pushed him just about to the end of his restraint limit. Now the caresses that were once soft and searching, became rough and demanding. Daring me to tell him no. All he was doing was turning me on even more though. His hands squeezed my breast, pinching my nipple. I responded by rubbing my ass against him harder. He bit my neck. At the same time that his cock slid into my wet pussy, I saw something through the window. It looked like a man standing outside. His eyes were locked on mine. But I was so lost in the feel of Wes's throbbing cock thrusting into me that I couldn't feel fear or disgust that somebody would be watching us. Actually, it made me push back against Wes harder, begging for more. His hand creeped around my body and he started rubbing my swollen clit as he fucked me. Then he smacked it a few times and I just lost it, I came, with him quickly following.

We were both too exhausted to do much more than curl up in front of the fire and fall asleep, but before I drifted off I remembered the man I had seen outside. I decided to mention it to Wes in the morning. The next day while we were getting dressed I told Wes what I had seen. We went outside but couldn't find any foot prints or anything. He told me that I was probably imagining things since the house had given me the creeps, but I knew what I had seen. And I also knew that I had discovered something about myself that night. I liked it when somebody watched us.


Thursday, October 6, 2011

Good Vibrations Book Review-Afternoon Delight {erotica for couples}

View of A Room
Jason McFadden

"They were catching their own million-dollar view, seeing my stunning Olivia facing forward, her body a dream, her face a vision of the purest form of ecstasy. Even from behind, I could easily imagine the expression of rapture on her face: her dark violet eyes open, her stunning bee-stung lips parted."

On Island Time
Kristina Wright

"He pulled back until only the head of his cock was nestled between the lips of her pussy before sliding into her once again. He made love to her slowly, almost gently, and she sensed the control it took for him not to fuck her hard. He was doing it for her, to make her feel good, but she wanted him to lose control the way she had."

To Feel Sexy
Jordana Winters

"He sunk to his knees and buried his head between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders. He alternated between flicking her clit with his thumb and tongue while he moved his fingers deep inside her."

This is just a small taste of some of the stories in this book. I wasn't sure what to expect when I ordered this book from Good Vibrations but I sure didn't expect page after page of purely erotic, make your panties wet and feel like jumping somebody, reading. I know the title says erotica for couples, but I enjoyed this little gem all my myself and wasn't the least bit lonely.

There's something to indulge every type of fantasy in this book. Whether you have exhibitionist tendencies, you like to be spanked, or maybe role-playing turns you on, you will find it here. These stories left me pushing the limits of my own fantasies and discovering new things I might like.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Early morning delight

At first, she thought she was still dreaming. But the pressure of his mouth on her breast continued to increase. Light flicks of his tongue over her taunt nipple followed by sucking the hard peak deep into his mouth. She moaned and started to open her eyes. "No, keep them closed. Just feel." His voice was soft yet also husky in the early predawn morning. He traveled down her body, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. Caressing her body and making her writhe and moan in pleasure. He kissed the soft, sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. His morning stubble was scratchy in a very pleasant way. Then she felt his tongue, warm and wet, lightly stroke over the most sensitive part of her. Her hips arched against him, seemingly on their own, to bring him closer to her. Slowly she parted her legs more giving him better access. His tongue on her felt incredible. He knew exactly how to touch her, how close he could take her to exploding, without actually letting her get there. When she didn't think she could stand another moment of this sweet torture, he brought her to an earth shattering climax. She stretched, enjoying the feel of her body feeling so relaxed. She looked over at him, laying next to her. He was propped up on his elbow, smiling down at her with a very self satisfied grin on his face. She thought it was definitely time to wipe that smug smile right off his face. She pulled his head down for a deep kiss. Mmm, she loved his kisses. She felt him, hard against her leg. She waited. When she felt him start to shift to move between her thighs, she caught him off guard and managed to push him onto his back. Now it was her turn to tease. She kissed him again then slowly moved down his body, trailing kisses much like he had done to her. Trailing her nails lightly across his chest, down his belly, but stopping just short of his erection. She kissed the inside of his thighs making him moan slightly. Finally, she trailed her tongue up the length of him. Now it was his turn to arch his hips. Very slowly, she slid him into her mouth. She took as much of him as she could, softly sucking, as she moved down his shaft. She saw him bunch the sheets in his fist as she gradually increased the pressure, sucking him harder and faster. His hips started to move in rhythm to her mouth. She knew he was getting close, so she slowed down and went back to trailing kisses, this time up his body. She heard him, voice husky with desire, murmur "Tease." She chuckled softly, enjoying the control and the heights of desire she could bring him to with just her mouth. Taking her time, she worked her way back down his body until she came to him, still rock hard. She flicked her tongue across the top of his head, then pulled just the tip of him into her mouth. Again he moaned. "Come here" he murmured. The intensity of his voice was matched in his eyes. He wanted her. Now. He pulled her up to him for another passionate kiss. She felt her control slipping away. No longer did she feel like teasing. She wanted him too. Oh, how she wanted him. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him. Oh God, he felt so good inside of her. She couldn't remember ever wanting anybody this badly. His hands were on her hips, holding her tightly to him as their bodies rocked together. She could feel the pressure building, she was going to come again. Then it happened. Her body tightened around him as she cried out. But he wasn't done with her yet. As the aftershocks continued he turned her over so that he was now the one on top, and quickly entered her again. His thrusts were deep and hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist, dug her nails into his back, and held on for dear life. His eyes locked with hers. She was lost. There was no room for coherent thought. No need for words. Their bodies knew exactly what to do and what they wanted. Each thrust brought her closer to the edge once again until finally she exploded once again, seconds later, he followed her, spilling himself deep inside of her. Eventually, their breathing slowed back to normal. He pulled her over so that she could lay snuggled up against his chest, tugged the blanket over them, and they both fell into an exhausted yet very satisfied, sleep.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A hot bath and a drink

I know you all have come to expect some pretty vivid Naughty post from me, but even I need to slow things down every now and then. Last night was a perfect example of this. Yesterday was a long day, tiring, but also very pleasant in some ways, but that's another story. Anyways, after the kids went to bed I decided I deserved a nice hot bath. Earlier in the evening I had found a strawberry daiquiri wine cooler in the fridge. So I poured it into a cup and stuck it in the freezer. I remembered it about the same time I decided to indulge myself. A little whipped cream on top, of the drink that is, and it was perfect. So I grabbed a bottle of bubble bath and filled the tub with lots of steamy suds. Sinking down into the water felt so good that it was almost sinful.  Now this is probably where you're thinking is a good time for a little bath time delight, right? Well, you're right, but not in the way you're thinking! I didn't do anything except sit back, close my eyes, and imagine lots of good things....

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Shower for two

She could feel the tension drain out of her muscles as the hot water from the shower ran down her body. It had been a long day and she seriously needed to relax. About that time she felt a rush of cool air as the bathroom door was opened. She heard his voice, already husky with desire, ask her if she wanted some company. Before she could do more than smile he was standing with her under the spray of water. Words weren't needed as she ran her hands up his slick chest and pulled his head down for a slow, teasing kiss. He pulled her closer until she could feel him, hard, pressing against her. He deepened the kiss as their hands explored each other's bodies. Eventually, she knelt down and took him into her mouth. She ran her hands up his strong thighs and around to his butt, drawing him deeper into her mouth. A small groan escaped his lips. She kissed her way back up his body until their lips again met in a sensual kiss. Still dripping wet they got out of the shower, but they didn't make it very far. Standing in front of the mirror, brown eyes met blue as he stood behind her cupping her breast. Her nipples hardened against his hands. Slowly, he trails kisses down her neck while his hands lightly travel down her body until his fingers reach the moist place they were searching for. He slides his finger inside making sure his hand brushes against her clit at the same time. She moans, her eyes drifting closed in pleasure and arches her body against his probing fingers.  He whispers in her ear for her to open her eyes. She does. The hunger and desire she sees reflected in his eyes silently promises so many more things to come. With their eyes still locked in the mirror, he bends her slightly over the sink and slides into her from behind. The feel of him inside her mixed with the intensity of his gaze has her quickly reaching an orgasm. But they're not through yet. Barley before her body is done shuddering from her release they're moving towards the bedroom. She can't get enough of his kisses. Somehow they're sweet and tender while at the same time being urgent and demanding. With each kiss he's probing, asking her if she wants more. Yet daring her to say no. She answers him with her body. Matching each of his kisses while holding him tight against her body. Finally, not able to stand it anymore, she wraps her legs around his waist, bringing him deep inside her body. She matches his rhythm thrust for thrust, alternating between staring into his baby blues and luxuriating in his kisses. Until finally he thrust one last time and spills himself into her. They lay tangled in each other's arms. Each completely satisfied and too exhausted to move, until they both fall asleep.

That's when I woke up.

Monday, September 5, 2011

2 hours of bliss

So after the hubby and I spent a huge part of Saturday arguing and bickering with each other, he decided to take out his frustration in a more creative way.

It's a little after midnight, the time I'm usually getting ready to pass out for the night. The hubby hands me the laptop and ask if I want it. First clue that something is up. He generally complains that I'm on it too much, and night time is when he uses it the most. Then he comes to bed with no pants on. That's the second clue. Hubby NEVER comes to bed without clothes on unless he's "in the mood." Third clue, I glance out of the corner of my eye, and part of him is um, out of his undies. So what do I do? Nothing. At first. I pretend not to see. I checked my Facebook, my email, and my blogs. Then closed down the computer. Then I took my time going to the bathroom and checking to make sure that all of the kids were asleep before finally making my way back to the bed. Which is when I coyly asked him if he was airing out.

I then proceeded to give him some pretty amazing if I do say so myself, oral love. I took my time, going nice and slow, making sure that I teased him just enough. I then got a few Naughty treasures out of my toy arsenal and placed a medium strength vibrator against him. This elicited quite a few moans of pleasure from hubby.

Then came one of my favorite parts. Feeling him slide into me while I'm straddling him. Hmm, what a nice feeling. Especially since I rubbed a little KY Intense on him first. I was wet enough to not really need it but the warm sensation from it is oh so nice. We decided to spice things up a bit by using my trusty Purple Plunge Vibrator along with him. You all remember that toy from my review right? It's both of our favorites. So I had both him and the toy inside of me, and I don't mean in two different places either. I then grabbed one of my smaller mini vibes and placed it against my clit. The combination of all three things quickly brought me to my climax.

But it didn't stop there. He turned me over on all fours and continued the sweet torture doggy style. This by the way is my second favorite position. I was still so sensitive from cumming that it felt doubly pleasurable. I thought he would get off then too but he didn't. I was then flipped onto my back where things continued. We started with my legs wrapped around his waist but before long they were up on his shoulders. Eventually when my legs got tired we changed positions yet again. Now I was on my side which gave my legs a break and let him reach some different depths inside me. Somewhere along the way I was on my back again. I do remember him returning the oral love sometime during all of this, which of course brought me to yet another orgasim.

This all went on for like 2 hours until I finally waved the white flag and had to admit defeat. I know what got into me but I have no clue what got into him! But I do know that I want a rematch! I will not be outlasted my him again....