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2009-11-19T02:09:26Z

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Nightly Cravings (2)

2009-11-19T01:14:18Z

ONE

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.

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I arrived and, surprisingly, found a parking spot pretty quickly. I figure I got here after other employees had already left for the 12:30 lunch or those who left at noon weren’t back yet. I had just enough time to get up to his office and then we’d be eating in his office or going somewhere cozy for lunch. I never knew and I loved our weekly lunches together. Usually he was having lunch meetings or showing clients and potential clients a good time but each week he made time for me and it made me realize just how much he cared about my needs.

I wasn’t very involved with Bastian’s office. I attended work parties and even threw a few of my own. I volunteered to run errands for him or cover the phones when he had his assistant running them or she was off on vacation. I still couldn’t figure out what that woman had against me though. I talked to Bas about it and he simply shrugged saying he didn’t understand either. I stepped into the main lobby and looked around as the feeling of air conditioning settled around me. Stifling a shiver from the change in temperature I waved at the receptionist as I went to the elevator and hit the button. After entering I hit the button for the third, and top, floor. Everyone who worked here knew me, unless they were new, and I rarely had any issues getting to his office without someone wanting to call Bastian ahead of me going up. Accept with his assistant, she seemed to enjoy trying to force me waiting out in the seating area or trying to tell me he was on the phone with a very important client to keep me out. There was something seriously wrong with the woman.

When I got to the top floor I took a left and quickly made my way down the hall. When I got to his assistant’s desk I was surprised she wasn’t there. Polly could have been at lunch, but if that had been the case someone else would have taken her place at the desk. She always enjoyed being here to try and keep me out of his office and kept strict track of our lunch dates in order to fulfill her insane ambition. I looked at the doors to Bas’s office and realized that it was cracked open slightly. She must be in there. Wondering if there was going to be some sort of scene, since I was simply going to walk in as I always did when Polly was on vacation, I did just that. Pushing open the door revealed her leaning close to Bastian and looking at something on his computer screen. Polly had control of the mouse so she must have been helping him with a program, otherwise he wouldn’t let her near it. Bastian’s eyes were completely on the screen even though she was trying to get him to look at her. The way she was leaning over allowed quite a nice view of her breasts. Suddenly it clicked in my head why she didn’t like me.

I had a flash of memory to a party I had hosted about 6 months ago and overhearing someone saying how Polly had been trying to get in Bastian’s pants for several months now. I also recalled that the only reason he hadn’t fired her is because he feared she’d find some way to turn things around and accuse him of sexual harassment and he didn’t want that to happen. Polly was very good at her job so there weren’t any ethical reasons he could use to fire her. For whatever reason, complete and utter disdain for her advances didn’t keep her from trying, she just tried more often.

Walking further into the office I smiled as Bastian looked up, his beautiful grey eyes meeting mine. I knew he was bothered because they were so cloudy looking, as if it were going to storm. He was getting annoyed at Polly’s antics. He stood up and moved away from his desk towards me and pulled me into his embrace. First he just held me and then he kissed me, softly, but he lingered longer than he would in front of a client. I knew it was to show Polly he was completely in love with me and that she didn’t have a chance in hell.

“Well hello there, love. Ready for lunch?” Bastian’s eyes had lit up and it was as if the clouds were blowing away. I loved watching his eyes change from dark grey to silvery-grey. I nodded as he let me go to get his desk straightened up, his computer shut off and his assistant out. Polly smiled at me and greeted me as if we had been friends for a very long time, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. No, they were ice cold, like a snow storm.

I hadn’t planned on getting in her face about the way she constantly threw herself at my husband, but it was way past time for me to put her in her place. I stepped close, too close; invading her personal space was easy, me being invincible, not so much. Bastian didn’t realize what I was doing until I was already in her face.

“Good afternoon, Polly,” I started as I reached over and buttoned the undone buttons on her blouse. “I would appreciate it if you’d stop throwing yourself at my husband. If you don’t, I will take the security feed from the cameras in this office and have it used against you for sexual harassment.” There weren’t any security cameras installed in any of the executive offices but she didn’t need to know that. I straightened the collar of her blouse and smoothed down the sleeves, then walked over to Bas, took his hand in mine and we left the office for lunch.

When we got into the car, Bastian looked at me. I could feel his eyes on me and I didn’t want to look at him. I was a little afraid of what I’d see in his eyes. I had never, ever been mean to anyone at his place of work before. I was hoping to the tips of my toes that what I did today didn’t get him in trouble with the CEO of his work.

“Adriana, look at me.” He went to take my chin in his hand and turn my face and I let him do just that. I could still look down and away, it was the only way I could seem to apologize. For some reason I just wasn’t able to get the words out. I was still so angry about Polly leaning over him like that, tempting him with her breasts like he was just some guy waiting to fall into her blouse.

“I wish you would look at me, love. I’m not upset with you. I’m quite impressed and I’m thrilled that I didn’t have to be the one to tell her to back off. I wish I had thought of it when Polly first started her advances towards me to have you put her in her place. Thank you. Now, can I kiss you?” Bastian smiled as he leaned over and pulled me towards him, still holding my chin with his fingers. His lips pressed against mine, softly at first, and then he gently nipped my lower lip with his teeth, causing me to gasp. As soon as I gasped his tongue slipped between my lips, tentatively exploring the contours of my mouth. I regained my senses and pulled his tongue into me, sucking gently at first, and then slowly increasing the pressure and strength. Bas pulled away from me, flushed in the face and smiling, his eyes almost glowing brightly in the dark car.

Bastian cleared his throat and started up the car. I had no idea what to say, I couldn’t even think. Even though he was my husband he still took my breath away with the things he did, the way he said he loved me and the way his eyes heated when he gazed upon me. I had never thought to meet someone like Bastian and to this day I hadn’t met anyone who would even come close to comparing to the way he loves me and the life I’ve had with him.

The sun was shining brightly through the scattered clouds but I was too busy reading a novel, sitting on beautiful white sand under a huge umbrella listening to the surf fade in and out. The muscles in my back were loosening slowly as the tension of home drained away. Things hadn’t been so well and after six months of loneliness, frustration and anger a vacation somewhere tropical was exactly what I deserved.

Thoughts flittered in that it was my fault he had cheated on me, my fault that he had gone elsewhere for his sexual needs, my fault that I couldn’t satisfy him the way that he needed. And then I’d see them again as I walked into his office, his pants around his ankles pounding away at her as she was bent over his desk. For a few moments I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t see and I clench my hands into fists, the nails digging into my palms to get myself under control. I had to stop thinking back; thinking about him altogether but sometimes I just couldn’t help it. He had asked me to pick him up and since he hadn’t been waiting outside I’d gone in to wait so that I wouldn’t be outside alone, in the dark, in a bad neighborhood. The office had been closed for at least an hour but he was always working late due to some deadline or a client meeting. I had begun to suspect that there was something more going on, but I was always included in the off-hours parties and get-togethers with his coworkers. Nothing seemed amiss and he never tried sneaking off with someone so I thought it was all part of my imagination.

I immediately forced myself to stop thinking about him. I had even done what I could to erase his name from my mind and slowly his face and voice were fading. The pain seemed to flare up and my heart felt as if it were going to explode, or I couldn’t get enough air in my lungs. The only thing I could do was to hope that it would fade with time as well.

Putting down my book, since reading a romance novel wasn’t the best way to get over a bad relationship, I started gathering my towel, my bag and then a shadow engulfed me and someone was yelling at me to duck. The next thing I knew I was on the sand, and then rolled over on top of someone. There were arms around me and from what I could see of them they were muscular with dark hair and a deep natural tan.

“I’m so sorry! Are you alright? Did I get sand in your eyes or mouth?” I was suddenly lifted up and getting brushed off. It was almost too much, tears welled in my eyes and I refused to let them slip out. I blinked a few times, making it look as if I maybe had a grain of sand or two in my eyes.

“I’m alright,” I tried brushing myself off, even though he’d gotten most of the sand off from his actions, I didn’t want him to think I was totally helpless, “thank you.”

“I’m Jesse,” he held out his hand as he introduced himself to me, “and my friend that has terrible skills with volleyball is Bastian.” I shook off the cobwebs from my brain and shook his hand.

“Adriana.” I looked over to see his friend and felt the heat go straight to my head. I almost felt faint, my heart pounded and I couldn’t get air. This was nothing like when I thought about that cheating bastard, though. Odd how the same things can make you feel completely different emotions and lust was never one I felt often, or ever this hard, but looking at Bastian was like looking into the pearly gates and seeing every dream you ever wanted to come true do so. Breathtakingly beautiful were the only words I could think. He had black hair in a ponytail; it must have gone to his waist. His skin was a healthy tan and he was broad-shouldered, tall and muscular.

“I um, need to get back inside. I have an appointment to keep.” I started to grab my things while Jesse blathered on about wanting to buy me a drink later to make up for the mishap. I started walking away and stammered an apology regarding the drink, which I wasn’t interested in and quickly went back to the hotel.

The only appointment I had to keep had to do with getting a massage, a facial and being otherwise pampered by the spa at the resort for a few hours. Then again, being pampered isn’t something that I get to do all that often, at least that’s the way it used to be. I plan on keeping that going from now on, at least once a month, take a day and simply pamper myself silly. The massage therapist was a tall guy, very slim like a swimmer with pale blond hair and dreamy sky blue eyes, his tan was deep and natural. His hands slowly worked every single point of tension out of my back and then he slowly started to rub me down with oil scented like lilacs.

After he was finished rubbing me down I laid there on the massage table for a little longer, simply letting my thoughts wander away, listening to the soft gentle music he had put on before starting the massage. The room was dark, lit only with candles to help relax me even more. It was worth every penny to feel as clear-minded as I did right this minute. It was as if nothing bad had ever happened at all. I heard someone coming into the room; I figured it was the massage therapist coming back to tell me my time was up but when I sat up and pulled my robe back on it wasn’t him. It was Jesse from the beach. I sighed thinking he was going to be one of those guys, the kind that simply don’t take no for an answer and drove you nuts asking you out repeatedly until you gave in because you were sick of hearing them whine.

Nightly Cravings (1)

2009-10-15T00:51:18Z

MIDNIGHT

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.
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Just to the right of his belly button I sunk my teeth in, at first gently, then slowly increasing the pressure. A sound came from between his lips and his eyes fluttered open. When I looked up I met those beautiful silver-gray eyes with, what I hoped to be, a seductive look. Bas smiled down at me and slipped his hand into my hair and slowly tightened his hold on it as I had with my bite. He didn’t try to pull me off of him, simply looked down at me, knowing what was coming, what I wanted to do. I loosened my teeth gently and ran my tongue over the marks left in his flesh, moving to the other side I repeated the process to leave another mark on him. He was mine and I wanted him to know how much I enjoyed the fact that he belonged to me, and I to him.
Bastian’s hand tightened to just the side of pain and then he loosened when I let up and licked the matching bite mark on his left side. I slowly moved down, pushing his thighs far apart and tentatively drew one ball into my mouth, rolling it around from side to side, sucking on it gently. I switched to the other and enjoyed the sound of his breathing hasten, Bastian’s fingers tightened again in my hair which was a very good indication he wanted to yank me off of him and pound into me. Instead he allowed me to continue teasing him with tongue, lips and teeth as I sucked and nibbled him until he could no longer hold back the moans.

“You’re lucky that I’m in love with you, Adriana or I wouldn’t tolerate how often you wake me up in the middle of the night, no matter how exquisite the sex is.”

“I know, Bas,” I whispered just loud enough for him to hear, “I’m glad you let me get away with how often I need you deep inside me.” I looked him in the eyes, showing him just how badly I really did need him right that moment. The next thing I knew I was on my back with my legs being thrust open, kissed roughly as he worked his way inside me. With as soaked as I was Bas had no problem getting his dick inside me and once he was all the way in, touching the deepest part of me he stopped and smiled down at me. Gentle fingers, slender and long, smoothed my hair back from my forehead and soft lips kissed all over my face, light like butterfly wings. I opened my eyes and smiled up at him. I knew my needs were taking a toll on him and I couldn’t figure out what was causing my insane lust lately. I was simply glad that I hadn’t ruined the sanctity of our relationship due to the lust that seemed to burn deep inside my soul.
Then this slightly evil glint filled Bastian’s eyes as he took my wrists and placed them above my head. He knew I loved to dig my nails into his back when we made love. I needed some way to release all the adrenaline that pumped through me and if he was going to hold my hands above my head that would mean I’d end up screaming my head off and the neighbors might call the cops.

It was early evening and we had just finished dinner along with a bottle of wine. Bas was being playful with me, tickling, kissing and nibbling while we were watching the movie we had rented for the evening. I thought the alcohol was simply inhibiting him but I recalled other times we had been drinking that he seemed to be the perfect gentleman. I enjoyed the play and went a little further by pulling his button-down shirt out of his jeans and running my nails along his perfect stomach and chest. He kissed me even harder and started undoing his belt.
We ended up on the floor in front of the entertainment center, wrapped in a blanket. He had me on my back with my hands trapped in one of his above my head, looking down at me and urging me to keep my eyes open. He wanted to see my eyes when I came, slid a hand under my hip to prop me slightly higher and sped up his rhythm. I had my knees up high and my legs spread far so I could feel every inch of him inside me. We’d never had sex outside the bedroom before and it was exquisite, we’d never even been slightly rough with each other. It made me wonder if I even knew who Bastian was.
I knew I wanted him to let go completely and take me as he truly wanted to and told him so. He paused, looking down at me, assessing me and then this glint entered his eyes, I could only think of it as slightly evil; not demonic, just dangerous. Then he truly let go and slammed into me with great speed and stopped again. It had been glorious and the shudders ran through my body told him I’d liked it. He continued to slam into me, over and over, slow and steady at first and then simply couldn’t hold the rhythm anymore and started slamming into me harder and faster as he let go of his control. The waves of the orgasm spread furiously through my body and I needed to let it out but my hands were trapped and I couldn’t get free so I screamed and screamed until my throat was sore and screamed again, over and over.
Afterwards he smiled down at me, kissed me thoroughly and slumped, resting his head on my shoulder. At first I couldn’t figure out what the shivering through is body was and then I realized he was laughing softly and I couldn’t hear him over the movie credits playing on the TV. Then the banging started on the apartment door, people were yelling out in the hallway and we scrambled to cover ourselves as the cops came crashing through it with guns drawn thinking I was being beaten or murdered. It was embarrassing having to explain to them and the nosey neighbors what had really been going on. One of the cops had been a rookie and his face was so red he must have been fresh out of training. Apologies were exchanged and we promised to keep our private life a lot quieter in the future.

Still smiling, Bastian slammed into me fiercely, causing my breath to catch. To keep from moaning I clenched my jaw; the shudder running through my body was strong and then he did it again. “Bast…” he cut me off with a deep kiss, forcing his tongue into my mouth and slammed into me again. Pulling back he nuzzled and nibbled my neck and started the rhythm that would end up with me screaming until I no longer had a voice.
Slipping his free hand under my hip and putting me into a slightly higher angle than normal he continued pounding into me, seemingly to increase his speed the more I shook under him. He stopped me from screaming by kissing me roughly every time I started to. He was trying to get me to let go and enjoy myself before he completely lost himself in me. So I let go and gave myself over to him entirely.

Coming Soon

2009-07-28T23:44:15Z

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!

Hey Ladies

2009-03-10T16:22:44Z

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?
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I want you to check out the shower heads. Look for a massaging shower head with at least a 5-foot hose and between 5 to 7 settings. You shouldn’t have to spend more than $40 dollars and if you find one at the store that you like for a higher price, look online, you might find a better deal.

For those of you who are new to the pleasure of the massaging shower head, take it slow! There are many settings to play around with and you don’t have to go straight for the vagina, either. Seriously, take time to get to know your new shower head. These types of shower heads are for full body stress and tension release. Find a setting you like and use it all over, including the bottoms of your feet. Our feet are the foundation of our bodies and tend to hold all kinds of tension. If your feet are ticklish or extremely sensitive the higher your stress levels tend to be.

When you’re feeling better all over, explore the settings down there and see what works for you. If the hose isn’t long enough and you have to use it standing, be sure to brace yourself! We don’t want any shower accidents happening that are akward to explain.

A tip: We all love steaming hot showers, but your vagina will love you more if you turn the temperature to more of a luke warm setting. You do not want to cook your happy place! Also, it’s a well known fact that cold showers give women orgasms. Sometimes, it’s true, but it is generally an all over body shower. Play around and find your perfect temperature.

When your man gets home, or when you find the one you’ve been waiting for, introduce him to the fun you have in the shower. You can show him what you like and watch his expression and find out if it turns him on watching you. Some guys like watching women take a shower and this way you can both receive a pleasurable experience.

Just be careful that if you’re in a drought zone that you aren’t going over your water rationing limits and for those who pay an arm and a leg for water, you might want to try a new toy instead.

Slow Times

2009-03-06T16:54:34Z

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

2009-02-14T18:11:19Z

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

Fleeting Moments (4)

2009-02-09T04:04:43Z

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.
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The professor released us from his torturing lecture and spewed out a ton of chapters to read over the weekend for a test on Monday. There were sighs all around the room; I stifled mine as best I could. I was all right taking tests and studying, but only if I wasn’t seriously distracted. If Austin didn’t finish me off today, then I’d have to use the vibe again, and that would at least tone down the need of having him inside me, if not remove it completely.

Slowly I made my way back to the dorms while Marissa and Sophie tried to pry more information about my afternoons with Austin. I was so hard to hold it all in, but what on earth was I supposed to say? “Oh yeah, he about brings me to orgasm, then tells me to get dressed and go home and that he’ll be there tomorrow if I want to continue our ‘sessions’.” I could imagine the looks on their faces if I did say that.

I quickly showered and touched up on my shaving. I love being smooth and silky soft for Austin. I know he notices from the way he slides his hands along my legs. I dressed in jeans and a shirt, and then headed for Austin’s apartment.

When I reached his apartment, I hesitated and leaned against the wall in front of his door. I was trying to think of what type of surprise he was going to have for me today? Whips and handcuffs? I hadn’t seen anything like that in his apartment, but I seriously wouldn’t be surprised if I got tied down and exquisitely tortured today. I prayed he would take me all the way today. It was horrible to be left with this huge need to have his cock inside me, filling me and pleasuring me beyond comprehension.

Shaking my head, I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. When Austin opened the door he smiled at me and opened it further so I could enter the apartment. It was as clean as it had been the entire time we’d been meeting each other. We rarely ever saw each other on campus and when we did, he would smile and wave and I’d do the same in return. We never talked on campus, which was odd to Marissa and Sophie. They thought that maybe he was the type that dated a whole bunch of different women and asked them not to say anything about it. I had to reassure them that it wasn’t so.

I continued to look around as I entered and then finally looked over to him. He must have been working out just before I came over because he looked a little flushed and there was some sweat on his forehead. Austin gave me that sexy devil smile of his and pulled me over to kiss me deeply. He hadn’t kissed me like this the last time I came over and I returned it with the intent to turn him on completely.

Immediately Austin started taking my clothes off, my shirt was on the floor and he was working at my jeans with his teeth. He hadn’t done this before and I laughed as his thick black curls tickled my bare belly. Austin looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes of his and I simply melted, I had to have him, all of him. I couldn’t wait any longer and I think Austin saw that in my eyes when I looked down at him. I joined him on my knees and kissed him deeply, letting my tongue explore the depths of his moist warm mouth. I wanted his mouth on my body so bad and decided to initiate everything. If it took stripping and holding him down on the floor of his small foyer, I would definitely do it.

Quickly I yanked open the button and zipper on his jeans and gently, but forcefully pushed his back to the floor. Austin fell over laughing and stretched out, pulling me with him. Our lips found each other again, and our tongues danced the way I wanted our bodies to as he slid his tongue forcefully into my mouth, and I sucked on it hard until he pulled away to move to my breasts. He broke my bra the way he ripped it off of me, but I didn’t care, it wasn’t worth anything to me. Plus the feel of him sucking and biting my breasts was worth a thousand bras, most likely even more.

Somehow Austin had made his way on top of me and I shoved him back over so that he was on the bottom. I finished removing his jeans and boxers so I had better access to that beautiful cock of his. Then I looked him straight in those beautiful eyes with what I hoped was an evil glance and plummeted my mouth onto his cock. I heard him gasp when I started sucking him off deeply, wanting to take as much of him into my mouth as I could, if not all.

“Ivy,” he said my name so quietly that I almost didn’t hear him, “Ivy!” I glanced up at him but didn’t stop sucking hard; I held his cock in one hand and rolled his balls in the other. He simply couldn’t contain himself if I kept this up. I knew if I wanted Austin inside of me that I was going to have to stop what I was doing. Slowly, very slowly, I slid my mouth off of his cock, sucking the tip as I did. He was visibly shaken and trying to contain control over his body. I knew from the look on his face he wanted to jump me right then and there and forget everything we had been working towards.

Austin took a deep breath and the next thing I knew I was on my back and having the rest of my clothing ripped roughly from my body. Then his sensual lips were on my cunt and there wasn’t anything other than his tongue. I couldn’t focus, couldn’t plan what I wanted to do to him in return. His teeth nibbled at my clit and I cried out in both pleasure and pain. Austin wasn’t being gentle with me this time and I didn’t care if I couldn’t move for a week as long as I got what I came here for.

His tongue and teeth were so tantalizing on my flesh I hadn’t realized when he turned himself around so that his lovely cock was in my face. I was so hot and so wet that it took me a few seconds to realize what to do. I grabbed his penis in my hot little hand and started to suck him off again, but much more gentle this time. I didn’t want him to come before he was inside me and I refused to give him full satisfaction without receiving it in return. I got a little rough with him as well and nibbled on the side of his cock, in return he nibbled roughly on me, making me shudder with pleasure.

I removed my mouth again from his delicious cock and looked down towards where he was. “Austin,” I whispered. I could tell my voice was as full of desire, as it had been those other times when I wanted to beg and plead for him to plunge into me. I knew he would hear it as well, but I didn’t care. I needed him. I wanted him to need me just as bad.

Austin stopped, slowly easing off like I had, and kissed his way up my stomach, to my breasts, then my neck and he even kissed me. No guy I had ever slept with before had ever kissed me after I had his dick in my mouth; no guy had ever kissed me after plunging his tongue into my juicy depths either. It was different and strange. I knew then that Austin was going to give me it all, give me the world; he was going to give me that otherworldly orgasm he had spoken of when we first met.

I smiled and ruffled his hair, then kissed him again as he pulled my legs up with his arms and held them with his elbows. I went to close my eyes and lay back to enjoy the feel of him entering me, but he wouldn’t allow it.

“Look at me Ivy. I want you to look at me as I make love to you. I want to see the emotions in your eyes as we come together.” Austin kissed me again and I opened my clear green eyes to look into his deep brown ones. For a few fleeting moments we looked at each other, just looked, and then he slid into me. It was instant pleasure when he filled me so full of himself that I thought I would explode. I was about to scream with the ecstasy, but he kissed me to quiet me down a little, we wouldn’t want the neighbors to think he was killing someone.

At first he pumped slowly into me and kissed me fully, but he could tell that it wasn’t enough, that I needed more. He let one of me legs go after guiding it around his waist and slid his hand between us. The next thing I knew my world was starting to shatter with sensations of ultimate pleasure when his thumb started caressing my clit the way his tongue had earlier.

“Austin,” I paused to catch my breath and let a moan of pleasure escape my throat, “harder, much harder.” I saw a surprised look on his face for a few seconds, he didn’t think I would want it rough, but he just grinned and pulled almost all the way out to slam into me. My eyes slid almost closed as I shook with ripples of bliss. Austin continued to slam into me faster and harder with each plummet. Each time was quickly getting us both to what we wanted with each other, the ultimate orgasm. His body was quickly becoming slick with his sweat and I knew he was close.

I kissed him again, very deeply, and started sucking on his tongue again with the same roughness he was pounding into my body with. An instant later we were both trembling and going wild in the throws of our orgasm together. I felt as his body quickened, his muscles tighten and relax in quick succession. We looked each other in the eyes the whole time, then kissed very deeply again when we both were spent.

We lay there on the floor with our clothing spread around us in a haphazard circle, covered in sweat and holding each other tightly. We were both at a total loss for words, what wonderful journalists we would make, I thought, if we had nothing to say after such an exquisite moment.

Fleeting Moments (3)

2009-02-09T04:02:18Z

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.
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I locked the door and tossed my things down onto the floor in front of the door. I was sure that Riana wouldn’t be coming back tonight; she always had a bed to sleep in and someone to sleep with. I felt like I was doing something illegal as I went over to my nightstand and opened the drawer and pulled out the cedar chest I kept in there and unlocked it. I pulled out the case I kept the vibe in and set it on my bed after pulling the covers back.

I stripped and turned the cd player on for some music to distract my other senses and slipped beneath the covers on my bed. I actually felt a little nervous because I hadn’t even used it before. I wasn’t sure what I was thinking when I bought it and I almost got up and put it away. I decided right then, if I was going to do something, it might as well be with a toy than with someone I didn’t know. Maybe that’s why Austin hasn’t gone further with me; maybe he feels he doesn’t know me well enough to do so. We hadn’t exchanged much personal information with each other. After these thoughts flitted through my brain, I realized I was distracting myself from using the toy.

“Stop it, Ivy. Lots of women use vibes to get by when they can’t have the real thing.” So I set the vibe on the first setting to start out with it and slipped it between my lips where Austin enjoyed teasing me by nibbling for what seemed eternity. Very quickly I was overcome by the sensations it was causing. My nipples hardened instantly and I could feel heat growing throughout my body. The heat started between my legs and followed the vibrations from there to each limb, even my toes were warm.

It was so hard to keep myself from moaning it felt so good. It wasn’t quite getting me to the orgasm quickly enough though, and after all the teasing from Austin today I just couldn’t wait. I boosted it up to the third level. Instantly I was overtaken and had a hard time holding the vibe inside cunt. I just wanted to let go and lift my hips, I wanted Austin to be there and impale me right then. I lifted my knees up to open myself to the vibe even more. The clit massager was certainly doing its job. I boosted the vibe to level four and held it as tightly as I could in order to not let it slide out and leave me hanging as Austin did.

Covered in perspiration a few moments later, I lay back against my soft pillows with the feeling of euphoria spreading through my muscles. Slowly I sat up and after a little jump that my clit was still in the mood for more, I turned the vibe off. I didn’t want to ruin the thing I had going with Austin by overdoing it with the vibe. After cleaning it and putting it away, I grabbed my robe and tossed it on, then grabbed a set of matching shorts and shirt for bed. I decided to forgo panties.

I slipped on my slippers and grabbed a towel, then started off for the dorm showers. We had co-ed dorms, but non co-ed showers, which was great. There was a lock on each door to the separate shower rooms and the only way the opposite sex could get in was to either steal a key or go in with someone. It rarely happened here, but we had our share of interesting situations.

I turned the water on as hot as I could stand it and simply let it sluice over my skin. Now I felt like a wet ragdoll. After washing up, I dried off and put my pajamas on and headed back to the room. When I returned, Riana was still not back, which was normal. I locked the door, turned off the lamp and slept as though someone knocked me over the head.

In the morning, I thought about using the vibe more often after such a good night’s sleep.

Fleeting Moments (2)

2009-02-09T03:43:35Z

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.
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On my way out of class, I met up with Marissa and Sophie, my two best friends. They wanted to know why I was in such a hurry with a silly grin on my face. I just looked at them.

“Silly grin?” I asked.
“Yes. Oh wait, I know that look,” stated Marissa proudly, “She’s found herself a boy-toy.”
“Noway. Ivy’s way too conservative for a boy-toy. Boyfriend maybe, but not a lover.” Sophie was always so straight-faced it wasn’t funny.
“I found myself someone, yes. He’s wonderful and we are meeting this afternoon. If I want to be there on time though, I have to hurry.”
“Bye,” they both said and went on their way to the campus cafe.

Marissa and Sophie were great. I never had to explain more than I wanted because they knew I’d open up as soon as I felt it was time to. Now to get to Austin’s apartment.

I stopped off at the dorm and dropped my things off, changed clothes and headed out towards town. He only lived a few blocks from the campus and it wouldn’t take that long walking since I did it so much. Once I got there, I got slightly nervous. What if he wasn’t home? What if he had company? Taking a deep breath to relax myself, I knock on the door.

A few moments later I can hear someone walking to open it up and there he is in all his glory, literally. Austin answered the door with a towel wrapped around him. He wasn’t wet, though, so he must have just been about to get into the shower. He smiled teasingly to me and invited me in.

I couldn’t believe how quickly he had me stripped, clothes trailing to the bathroom, and in the shower before I could think straight. He nibbled on my lower lip and smiled at me.
“I’ve been dreaming of you soaking wet, so I thought we’d take a shower together.” I slip my hands down between us and gently stroke his cock.

“I certainly hope you have more than just a shower in mind.” He just smiles at me and kisses me, nibbling on my tongue when I open my lips to kiss him deeply.

Slowly, too slowly, Austin works his way down my neck and stops to lavish quite a bit of attention on my breasts, the nipples are quite prominent and ready to be sucked, nibbled, and pinched. I love the way his tongue and teeth feel against my boobs, every time he bites me, little electric shocks run through every nerve, every cell. I can’t help but moan against his soaking wet head. The next thing I knew he was on his knees, his tongue probing once again between my legs and into my cunt.

I wanted to lie down right there under the running hot shower and let him take me but his strong arms kept me standing. Austin placed my hands, one on each shoulder, to help keep me steady while he continued to nibble on my clit. He probed deep inside me with two fingers, thrusting as far as he could go and then retreating again, slowly, driving me insane as he had yesterday.

Austin made his way back up my body as shudders ran up and down my limbs. His fingers continued exploring other parts of my body as he kissed me deeply, sucking on my tongue with such gentleness. That was when I decided it was my turn to take control. I bit his tongue like he had mine in previous times together and he looked at me, his beautiful brown eyes calculating, trying to read my thoughts. Then he smiled and nipped back at my lower lip.

“Do what you want, but I’ll stop you before you go too far.” When I heard that I wanted to scream at him, but I didn’t. I decided I’d simply have to torture him just as well as he had done to me.

I lingered for a split second before starting to run my tongue along the outside of his ear. He laughed and said that it tickled the way I did it. Does that mean it didn’t tickle when other women did? I try to close my thoughts to anything else than pleasuring him for the time being, but it doesn’t seem to be working. I bite his nipples as he did to mine and then flick my tongue over them, as I glance up and see his eyes are closed, I continue on my way down and end up on my knees.

Austin’s cock was hard and ready after everything he had done to me. I couldn’t understand how he could stand it, hanging onto the edge of sexual bliss and not let himself go over that edge. I thought I might learn something from these encounters with him in the world of sex. So I did my damnedest to pay attention to every word, every little sound or murmur, to find out at least one answer to my many questions. I slid my mouth slowly up and down his dick as I thought these things, it was so weird not concentrating on exactly what I was doing. His hands were tangled in my soaking wet hair and I wonder what would happen if he did lose control over his body.

I flicked my tongue over the head of his cock and even nibbled at it here and there, then went back to sucking on it, but much harder this time. I thought maybe if I tried to be rough with him, he’d lose control and I’d finally get what he’d been putting off for some time now.

It wouldn’t be that way though, he pulled back from me and I could tell that he was visibly shaken with the electricity running through his body. It looked like when you plugged in an appliance that was turned on without knowing it and a spark ignited, this was the opposite. He unplugged himself from me, short-circuiting the current of ecstasy between us. I watched Austin slowly regain his senses and then he said the inevitable.

“Go dry off, get dressed, and go home. I’ll be here tomorrow at the same time if you wish to return. Then he left the shower after turning off the water and grabbed the towel he had wrapped around himself earlier. I saw one had already been laid out for me.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on anything but the dying orgasm shuddering through my body. Shivering from the temperature decrease, I got out of the bathtub and dried off slowly. Then I wrapped the towel around me and went in search of my clothing and dressed as I found each item. I didn’t see Austin and I assumed he was in the bedroom, but I didn’t go in there, I grabbed my jacket and quietly left. Yet again.

Fleeting Moments (1)

2009-02-09T02:57:17Z

I could feel his fingers trailing feather-like down the length of my spine. It set my nerve endings on edge with a tantalizing tingle. He promised me pleasures beyond this physical plane, but I did not think he truly meant to fulfill the promise that came from those lush pink lips. Surely he could not keep the promise of feeling as though we were truly alive simply by making love. Austin claimed that no one truly lived unless they were possessed amorously by another.
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“Ivy” Austin whispered against the back of my bared neck. My pale green eyes slid shut as I leaned into his lips, wanting more, but not knowing how to go about it. Slowly, trying to be sensual in his eyes, I turned around on the soft bed and ran my own lips along his neck, down across his shoulder, ever so lightly to delight Austin’s nerve endings. I could tell it was working because he started breathing deeper and now his beautiful brown eyes had closed and he was leaning on the headboard of the bed. Grinning to myself, since he couldn’t see me do so, I ran my little tongue along his nipples as he had done to me earlier as we undressed each other.

Austin grabbed my long auburn curls with his left hand and pulled my head back gently, shaking his head.

“Ivy if you keep doing that, you’ll never get what I promised you. Lay down on your back. Good girl, perfect”. Something of the teacher seemed to appear in Austin whenever we had these sessions together. Always praising me and complimenting me on when I did what he said immediately. We had never even been fully undressed before. I couldn’t resist the first time when he came up to me and asked me if I had ever left this earthly existence before. But that was so long ago.

Austin again started his tongue teasing and light finger stroking along my flushed skin. I lifted my arms to grip the headboard. I had no idea how much longer I could hang onto the brink like this. Every time we had been together he would stop just before I was engulfed and tell me to get up, get dressed, and go home. He never explained why, he just did it and said that if I wanted to come back at the same time tomorrow, he would be there. I was dreading the idea of him having me leave again, to go home and finish myself off, alone and unfulfilled deep within my heart.

I didn’t love Austin, and I know he certainly had no love for me. I find him intriguing and I’m not sure what he thinks of me, to be honest. I certainly hope he finds me attractive. I doubt he would have ever made an offer such as this if he didn’t.

My train of thought wrecked when Austin probed my slit with his fingers. I certainly hoped he would go further than we had the last few times, but now I found myself frightened and uncertain of what might happen next. His tongue was lightly flicking on my left nipple, and then he started to nibble on it. A cry left my lips when he bit down hard on my already abused nipple. There was no way he would send me home this close to what felt like exquisite torture. I writhed beneath him; my grip was so tight on the headboard that my wrists started to ache. Is this what love is like? Is this just simple lust? What would people think of me if they found out the horribly enticing things Austin and I have been doing here?

Austin left my tormented breast to glide his sweet tongue down my firm torso and into those true auburn curls in between my legs. I couldn’t breathe! Whatever he was doing to me was certainly going to be the end of my life! Could that be what he meant when he asked if I had ever left this earthly plane? Could he have meant have you ever died, or been close to dying? That can’t be possible…another moan escapes my lips, and I hadn’t even realized that I had tightly tangled my long, crimson nailed hands in his beautiful black hair until I felt the sweat dampened locks beneath my palms. Am I going to die because of this? If I do, it would certainly have been worth the passionate experience.

“Austin,” I felt his name form on my lips and thought it would come out a scream, but I could barely do more than whisper and whimper as his teeth nibbled at my clit mercilessly.

“Don’t stop, please!” I felt him move and it wasn’t in my direction. He gently loosened my grip on his hair then continued down my thighs, kissing, nipping and licking until he had sucked each and every one of my toes. Austin delicately ran the very tip of his tongue along the bottom of my right foot, making me jump convulsively. I closed my eyes to keep the tears from sliding down my cheeks. This feeling he caused was so beautiful it felt deadly. The tears stung, but it kept me from grabbing him and forcing him to continue his ardent tactics on my flesh.

“Get up. Get dressed. Go home. I’ll be here at the same time tomorrow if you wish to continue.” And with that, he left the room to allow me to dress privately. I sat there for a moment and fought with my emotions. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to continue lying on this bed and dying in his scintillating embrace. He knew I would come back tomorrow.

Welcome to Sizzling Sensations

2009-02-08T20:51:29Z

Sizzling Sensations is a brand new erotica writing site looking for authors and readers alike! Don’t write erotica but enjoy your sex life? Write reviews regarding toys, lubes and more or answer questions submitted by readers and see if you can give them some insight!

There will be sections added specifically for each item added to the site. This includes (but is not limited to) the following:

1) Author Pages: Each author can have the option of a personal bio page which would include a comment section, links to works at other websites, and a user photo.

2) Categories will be sorted by several ways. Top Categories include: Authors, Erotica Type (Genre) and Length.

3) Length will be divided up in three ways: Quickies (less than 2000 words); Short Stories (over 2000 words) and Novellas (over 5,000 words).

4) Erotica categories will include different forms of erotica from Couple, Threesome, Foursome and Group to S&M / BDSM. (Note to authors: Please note the type of genre if emailing in stories so that the correct category(ies) can be selected. New categories can be created.)

5) Q&A: There will be a category regarding just the Questions and Answers section.

6) Reviews: Reviews will be a top category with sub-categories including Toys, Lubes and any other suggested category types included with the review.

SS is willing to hear the suggestions of readers either via email or comments. Feel free to let us know what you are interested in seeing here or if you know someone that might be interested in writing for us. If you have an answer to a question posted in the Q&A section (when it is up and running) you will be able to comment and leave your ideas!