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And as always, enjoy the stories, enjoy your partner and have a beautiful, erotic evening.

I became aware again when the sun shone brightly through the window, which was still open enough to allow a breeze to come through should it be a windy day. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the bedroom. Bastian’s side of the bed was made, as he always did. I thought it was odd that I hadn’t heard his alarm go off. Usually it would wake me up and we’d have coffee and breakfast together before he went to work. I looked over at his clock and gasped in shock at the time. It was almost noon. If I wanted to be on time to meet Bastian for lunch I had to get ready now. After a quick shower and throwing my hair up into a pony tail I rummaged through my clothes and threw on a comfortable pair of jeans and a silk blouse. Grabbing my keys out of the bowl on the dresser, my purse and slipping into a pair of high heeled sandals I was out the door and in the car.

When I woke up the cool breeze was blowing softly through the open window on my left, stirring the thin sheet against my skin and causing goose bumps to rise on my arms and a shiver through my shoulders. Instead of getting up to close the window, which would have just made the cold go deeper within, I burrowed closer to Bastian and his warmth. Just touching him made heat spike in me, deep inside where my love and lust for him resided. I knew then that there was simply no doubt that I wasn’t going back to sleep so I moved his hair out of the way and nipped his earlobe gently with my teeth.

Sometimes that was all it took to wake Bastian but lately he seemed to be sleeping more soundly or my late night cravings were taking more of his daily energy than I realized. Not to be deterred I took his long black locks out of his ponytail and ran my fingers through it, spreading the length out across our pillows so I could marvel at its’ beauty. His hair was long, thick and so black that it seemed to mirror true darkness. When Bastian wore black silk shirts or the pajamas I bought for his last birthday you couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended. My boring brown hair, which he swore was a rich mahogany with red highlights, could never be as silky soft or beautiful as his is. If it were long enough I’d wrap it around myself like a fur coat and sleep in it.

Still fully asleep Bas turned over onto his back, shifting his legs and arms in a way that made me smile. It seemed as if somehow in his mind he knew what was going on, what I wanted and simply complied without waking. At first I pressed my body against his, close and tight to feel the muscles and heat of him against me. The warmth seeped deep inside, chasing away the chill that had woken me. I slid my fingertips over Bastian’s chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles, the broadness of his chest. I reveled in the smooth feeling of his skin and slowly moved over him, leaving soft, wet kisses along my path.

Just a little tidbit of an update for the readers waiting patiently for something new to come out (thanks for waiting). Amai Aku is working on something tasty and it will hopefully be available in a week or so. Again, thanks for the patience and sorry that things seem to have slowed down around here. Have a sizzling day!

What do you do when a) you’re single or b) you’re man is out of town?

Well there are all kinds of pleasurable toys out there, but what do you do when they simply aren’t getting you off? You’re a little bored with them or perhaps you’ve used them to the point that you’re oversensitized to them. Well, head over to your local Home Depot, Lowes or even Walmart and head for the bathroom section. That’s right, the bathroom and shower area of the store.

Why on earth would I go to a hardware store or a Walmart to find some way of pleasuring myself you ask?

Things have been a touch slow in the publishing department here at Sizzling Sensations, but please be patient as we are a new website catering to such wonderful delights.

With today’s economy (who wants to think about that right now) people are looking for more fun things to do at home and one of those things just happens to be having sex! So if you are low on cash and have a great partner/spouse why not light a fire in the bedroom and try some new positions and have some really great, stress-relieving, calorie-burning, heart-pumping sex?

With the internet at your fingertips you can always find some free porn (make sure that virus scanner is updated), sexy adult flash games to play and (of course) erotica to read together to steam things up in the bedroom, living room, kitchen, shower or wherever else you plan on doing the naughty.

Why not put down on paper what you’re interested in trying out with your partner/spouse and see if you can make it into a story? We’d love to check out what you’ve written. Please remember that while we will proofread your work we will not rewrite or edit it. It would be appreciated if you did go over your work for errors and corrected them. If you need help with this, we’d be happy to read and make suggestions - just suggestions - in what you may want to change or if there is something that doesn’t work or add up.

Looking for a writers group in order to throw work back and forth? So are we! Are you a part of a great group and would like to have them mentioned? Email us and we’d be thrilled to check it out.

Thanks for any feedback that you provide, it’s definitely appreciated.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all the sensual lovers out there. Enjoy the day of love, lust and just plain naughtiness!

I looked at my watch and smiled. My day was almost over and I’d be on my way over to Austin’s apartment again. He was going to be surprised when I didn’t try to jump him the second I saw him. Maybe I should, just in case. I wouldn’t want him figuring out that I had finally gotten myself some sort of satisfaction, even if it did come from something mechanical.

Riana was at a party when I finally made it back to the dorm that day. It was one other reason for me to love Fridays’, because I knew I’d have the room all to myself. Because of my interactions with Austin, I had given in and bought myself a toy. It was a sweet little thing, all contoured like a real-life penis, too. It had 5 different speeds, and of course, it had a clit massager to enhance the orgasm to extremes. I had never used one before meeting Austin, there really wasn’t any need because there wasn’t anyone out there driving me insane the way he was now.

I was so glad when my Creative Writing class was over. The professor gave us our assignments and shipped us out. One of the assignments was that each of us had to start a journal and write in it each day. We didn’t have to hand them in, but she told us that she’d know right away in our writing. No problem there, I had kept a journal since I was 13 and my mother had given me a really pretty journal notebook as a gift. I’ve written ever since.