Sensual Thoughts

100 Things I have seen in Porn

2006-04-01T12:34:00.000-06:00

I have noticed a few newer "100" type lists around and as I was finishing my "Google Sex" Post I realized I have been lucky (and unlucky) in my life to see a whole lot of porn. Some of it through Cable TV, some with friends, some in the privacy of my own home and well you get the picture.

So here is my list of "100 things I have seen in Porn" - I am sure I forgot some things but I think you will get the picture as the saying goes.

1. Sex
2. Breasts
3. Pussy
4. Cocks
5. Bras
6. Lingerie
7. Blowjob
8. Virgin (Well they say they are. ;-) )
9. Cowgirl
10. Reverse Cowgirl
11. Spanking
12. Bondage
13. Discipline
14. Tit Fucking
15. Cumming on tits
16. Twosomes
17. Threesomes
18. Foursomes
19. Fivesomes ( You get the picturesomes)
20. Orgy
21. Cheerleaders
22. Babysitters
23. Dildo
24. Vibrator
25. Shower Sex
26. Bathtub Sex
27. Pool Sex
28. Outdoor Sex
29. Sci-fi Sex
30. Brunettes
31. Blondes
32. Redheads
33. Multiple Hair Color (Covers all the Blonde on top other on bottom)
34. Multiple Orgasms
35. Squirting
36. Anal
37. Sex w/ Teachers
38. Sex w/ Maids
39. Sex with Strangers
40. Amateur Sex (Well they seemed pretty good at it to be amateurs but you get the picture)
41. Condoms
42. No Condoms (Don't try this at home - these are trained professionals. Right. Sure.)
43. Flat Chests
44. A Cups
45. B - DDD Cups
46. Fem Dom
47. Male Dom
46. Western Porn (Horses, Cowboys, etc)
47. Space Porn
48. College Sorority Porn
49. Clothespins
50. Lube
51. Whips
52. Floggers & Paddles
53. Feather
54. Shoe Fetish
55. Missionary
56. Woman Sideways (Lying on her side)
57. Office Sex
58. Beach Sex
59. Honeymoon Sex
60. Midget Sex (Ok she was a little person and he was standard sized)
61. Prostitute Sex
62. Girl on Girl
63. Girl on Girl on Girl
64. Girl on Girl on Girl on Girl - Well you get the point - Most I think is 20 Women at once together.
65. Married Sex
66. Cheating Sex
67. Swinger Sex
68. Sex Counselor Sex
69. Sixty-nine
70. Eating Pussy
71. Snowballing (Look it up on Google if you don't know this one)
72. Tied Up Sex
73. Police Sex
74. Kidnapping
75. Leather
76. Pleather (Plastic Leather - Cheap Leather)
77. Latex
78. Crawling on all fours
79. Collars
80. Glasses (Sort of makes the vapid blondes look intelligent. Sort of.)
81. Rope
82. Chains
83. Blindfolds
84. Whipped Cream (This can cover the whole food genre's)
85. Pubic Hair
86. No Pubic Hair
87. Handcuffs
88. Hair Pulling
89. Religion (Oh God, Oh God, etc.)
90. Mile High Club
91. Housewifes
92. Barely Legal
93. Interns
94. Bar Room (Of course Alcohol also)
95. Personal Porn (Stuff sent just to me - those are the interesting ones too)
96. Underwater Sex
97. Nipples
98. Internet Sex (Separate and Alone - or Internet Hookup Sex)
99. Stuff I really didn't want to see and couldn't reach for the remote fast enough)
100. Amazing Hot Juicy Orgasmic make you want to go fuck your partner all weekend long sex.

Google Sex

2006-04-01T12:00:00.000-06:00

It always amazes me what happens when you start playing around with Google. Admit it the urge is too much for many of us. We could be searching for something inane like a picture of the Eiffel Tower or the address of a friend and suddenly our minds are in the gutter.

Sex
Tits
Boobs
Fuck

Suddenly we are typing anything that comes to mind into the browser seeing what "interesting" presents Google will return. In fact I am sure that some people who have stumbled onto this itsy bitsy little piece of the web have come here because of their "AHEM" - Adult usage of Google or any of the many other search engines. Truly the web has gotten so big that you need a map to the map of the map to the map of the sex bloggers. Imagine if you had to actually have a print version of the web. I don't think there are enough trees to keep up on that project.

So anyway I thought - "Hmm - so how many sites would come up with some simple adult searches. It is boggling.
(All numbers are the occurrences that Google found - And I threw in a couple of "clean" searches to put things in perspective)

Search Term	Google	Google Image
Love	1,620,000,000	3,940,000
Sex	734,000,000	3,380,000
God*	575,000,000	2,010,000
Mother*	484,000,000	1,290,000
Marriage*	256,000,000	681,000
Naked	147,000,000	1,220,000
Porn	145,000,000	2,870,000
Fuck	137,000,000	837,000
Divorce*	120,000,000	159,000
Cum	106,000,000	830,000
Bra	102,000,000	786,000
Porno	90,100,000	1,420,000
Cock	70,500,000	1,040,000
Playboy	64,500,000	441,000
Bondage	59,000,000	566,000
Tits	47,200,000	874,000
Breasts	43,600,000	161,000
Boobs	35,000,000	499,000
Sex Blogger	34,500,000	2,850
Panties	34,100,000	379,000
Dildo	33,900,000	345,000
BDSM	31,800,000	603,000
Sex Weblog	29,100,000	15,600
Blowjob	27,000,000	308,000
Orgasm	24,900,000	97,900
Condom	22,000,000	87,900
Clit	15,400,000	46,700
__ Sensual Thoughts __	4,570,000	102

Of course I can't post about Searches without listing some of the latest search terms used to find us here.

Search Term
sensual thoughts
wearing her bra
movie where a couple switch partners
mammoth melons
sensual slow thrusting cock
is into ass play
women with elephant sized tits
cock balls massage stroke techniques
two sensual

So what does this tell us about the web? That we are all a bit kinked - especially when we have Google to play with.

Site Update

2005-12-04T01:45:00.000-06:00

I have been playing around for awhile and finally got everything cleaned up and uploaded to Blogger.

1. New Look
I hope everyone likes the new look. I have borrowed the template from another site online. As they have asked I left a credit on the bottom of the sideboard. If you like the look head on over there and see some of their other sites. I may be tweaking colors over the next few days and doing a bit more tweaking but the layout is basically set up.

2. Updated Blogroll
I have updated the Blogroll of links. I cleaned out dead links, added a few new ones and prioritized the list. If the link is toward the top it is one of better quality, newer, or just basically a good site. The further down the list you get the content either drops or the site has not been updated in awhile. While I am no poster child for posting regularly - I have pushed the sites that are more recently updated toward the top - but if they update and I don't notice or have time to change their settings then they may be great sites, just ones I haven't noticed are back posting regularly. Please email me if you notice one that is lower that should be moved upward.

3. Author Pict
The pict is not me. I happen to be happily male and have nowhere as many great looking curves. I found the photo online and loved it. In my search I also found a great site of similar pictures. It is listed first in the Blogroll called Imagens.

More coming soon - I have a couple of posts in mind but for now sleep is needed.

- S -

Story: Quick and Dirty

2005-11-30T02:00:00.000-06:00

Enjoy fair readers - I hope you enjoy the latest effort from my thoughts to your eyes. Please forgive some of the language. I hope you will see the use of certain words in context and forgive the powerful word choice. I know some would prefer other words used - but the words chosen seemed right when I was writing. Otherwise I think you will enjoy it.

- S -

Quick and Dirty -

SLAM. The sound of you pushed into the wall reverberates through the room. Your eyes are on fire, your breasts heave as I thrust my body against you. Two naughty adults acting like teenagers learning what pleasures fill the human mind and body.

Our lips lock and the passion sends our minds reeling as every touch sends shocks through our bodies. My hands grab your wrists and hold them over your head. My mouth breaks your lip lock and moves to suckle at your neck. I feel your hot breath in my ear as I lick and suck, kiss and bite at your cleavage peaking through the top of the skimpy dress you wore to the party. I switch your hands to one of mine freeing my hand to shove it's way down the front of your dress to grab your loose tits. I feel your hips grind against mine as my hand paws at your tits. Warm and firm against my hand I feel your nipple slide between my fingers. I roll your nipple and begin to thrust my cloth covered hard cock against your pussy. I can feel your heat and for every grind of my cock I feel you slam your crotch back against me.

"Oh yeah - that's it lover - I want you to fuck me. HARD. I want your cock deep. Your cum shooting and I want you to tie me up. I've been a veeerrrrryyyy bad girl. Haven't I?"

My hand grips your tit hard pinching your nipple tightly between my fingers and I hear a quick sharp intake of breath only to see the fire rage in your eyes. I know now that for every move I make you are getting wetter and wetter. Your pussy lubricating itself preparing for my cock.

I pull away and throw you over onto the bed. The creak of the box-spring fills the room but I notice it only for a moment as I rush over and dive on top of you crushing you against the bed. My hands grab your dress and before you can protest I rip it in half leaving your shimmering beauty of a body exposed to my attention. I pause to let my eyes roam over your body but soon realize that you are going to make things interesting as I feel your hips try to bounce me off and your hands begin to push against me.

"Stop it. You won't get away with this. I'm gonna scream." Smiling inside my mind my cock seems to gain strength as you drop into the role we had discussed. You had always wanted to be taken and unless you scream our safe word - all is good.

"Shut up you Slut. I tore it off you because I am gonna fuck your wet slit and I wanted to get the fucking thing out of my way. And you can scream all you want - there's no one to hear it." At that you begin to slap at my chest. Your slaps and punches have no leverage and only make things easier to move forward. Grabbing your hands I pull you up and off the bed to kneel on the floor beside the bed. I move over and grab the rope setting on the night stand and begin to loop it around your wrists. Each movement to pull free only excites me more as I begin to gain traction and the loops around your wrists tighten and lock your hands tight leaving you all mine.

Stepping back I rip the rest of your dress from your taut hard body. Your tits heave, your eyes blaze as I step back and let my eyes roam your exposed body. From your fiery eyes to your perfect tits to your hips and onto your soaking wet snatch your body writhes in front of me in the seconds I take to pull my shirt off and remove my pants leaving my cock exposed to the air. Moving forward I grab you and shove you to your knees in front of me. Your eyes now settle on my rock hard cock and I see you lick your lips.

"You better suck it well you little bitch. Remember, I can make things so much worse if you try anything. You wouldn't want me to call some friends over to enjoy your pussy and ass tonight do you?" I grab the back of your head and force your head forward to settle my cock against your moist lips. I see you pause for a second then I see you totally give in. Your lips open, your tongue begins to bathe my cock and I feel your hot moist mouth begin to slide over the head of my cock. I pull your head against my crotch and begin to fuck your mouth. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper my hips slam into your head. I hear you gag a few times as my cock slides deeper into your throat. I pull your head tight against me and leave my cock buried for a moment or two each time, just long enough to feel you about ready to push back then I pull out giving you time to catch your breath. But all too soon as good a cocksucker as you are I want it all. So I pull your face away and grabbing your entrapped hands which had been playing against my chest as your mouth worked, I pull you roughly to your feet. Pulling you behind me I move over to the chair in the corner of the room and push you over the back. Moving swiftly around to the front of the chair I grab the rope lying on the floor I had tied to the chair earlier and tie your bound wrists to the rope coming out from under the chair. I leave just enough slack to let you pull upright and leaving your tits swinging in the breeze. I quickly move behind you and grabbing your hair pull your body back until you are arched against the ropes holding your wrists from moving further. Pushing your legs a bit wider my hand shoves itself between your legs to manhandle your wet sloppy cunt. I can feel you slide your hips against my roving hand.

Pushing your legs a bit further apart I open up your pussy and bare it to be split by my cock. Rubbing your pussy a bit to grab some of the juices now running down your legs I rub my cock to get it wet then one hand still pulling your hair back, the other guides my cock forward and as soon as I feel it begin to enter I slam my hips against your ass and ram it home to fill your hot wet box. A gasp escapes from your lips. I can feel your heat gripping my cock as I begin to slam it home. No easy buildup as a fire seems to drive my motions. I find myself lost in fucking you and as I fuck you so quick and hard I know the feelings of power over your body tonight have overwhelmed me and I just want to fuck you and fucking cum. NOW.

Your tits bounce, your screams begin to echo around the room. "YES. YES. OH FUUUCCCK MEEEEEE. YESSSS. TAKE ME STUD. COME ON YOU BASTARD CUM IN ME. YOU BETTER FUCKING MAKE ME CUM YOU BASTARD. THATS IT FUCK ME. OH YES, YES. YES. AH AH AH AH YES. YES. YES. OH GOD YOU BASTARD FUCK ME HARDER. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. FUCK ME"

Your screams only enrage me more and as my cock slams into you I let your head loose and grab your hips. Pulling your ass against me I slam harder and faster. Bang. Bam. BANG BANG BANG. Fuck, your pussy is so damn hot and I can feel your cunt gripping my cock on each thrust. I see you looking over your shoulder at my crazed expression and my grunting male body banging your pussy so hard and fast I can't believe the speed.

All too soon I feel my balls begin to tighten, my cock feels like it is going to explode and my vision contracts into a passion induced tunnel vision. Time seems to slow as I leap toward the summit and before I know it the passion explodes into my cock and blows out through the end as my hot juicy cum explodes deep inside your clenching body. As I cum my body falls against your back and my hands reach under to paw at your tits as I lose sense of reality - only feeling the sensations overpowering my mind from my cock and I feel like a stud animal lost in natures fury as I pound harder and deeper into your cunt as my seed shoots into you. My hips bounce against your ass. Again. And again, and again and again until I lose count and lose my mind falling into an passion induced aching pause as I feel my cock seem to bottom out spilling the last of my seed.

I slowly come back to reality with my cock buried so deep, my head lying against your shoulder and my arms embracing you. As much as I don't want to I stand and pull out of your now cum dripping snatch and move around to untie the rope holding you to the chair. I pull your stiff body off the chair and move you swiftly to the bed. Throwing your sweat covered body down I see you collapse on the bed, your tied hands flopping above your head to lie on the pillows as I fell down beside you on the bed. Wrapping my arm over you I settle my head on the pillow, laying back I look over into your eyes as I see you trying to vocalize something.

You lick your lips and swallow a few times as if to find your voice again. Leaning down I kiss you deeply, feeling your chest heave, your gasps for breath and your hot wet body against me as I break the kiss. And just as I am about to pull back and lie back on the pillow I hear you find your soft sweet voice and so ever softly hear a whisper escape your lips.

"Uncle. Oh fucking yeah, Uncle."

All I can do is smile.

Crazy Search Terms

2005-11-14T01:36:00.000-06:00

Most bloggers have some sort of counter on their page. I have one here.

And most Bloggers check their counter results every once in awhile to see what kind of search terms have brought people to their site. I do this one every couple of months. What gets me are some of the search words used that bring up my pages.

For example:
one guy with elephant sized balls cum all over a hot brunette for over 90 seconds

Um. I didn't know I used the word Elephant anywhere on the site until just now. And why would anyone want Elephant sized balls? I wouldn't. Would make buying pants rather difficult. And cumming for over 90 seconds? I enjoy an orgasm just like the next guy, but cumming for more than 90 seconds? I think I prefer to cum exactly like nature intended. For a few glorious seconds rather than long enough to call someone long distance, have enough time to punch in my calling card number, wait for them to answer, realize it is their answering machine, leave a detailed message, hangup and still have enough time to finish cumming.

Or the search for "benefit of guy eating pussy juices". Again I forget where I posted something about benefits of female juices.

Of course now I just did so I guess I will gain a lot of new traffic from people looking for Elephant Balls, cumming over 90 seconds or the benefits of pussy juices.

Ah the fun of the internet. Keep searching people - maybe you will end up back here.

- S -

Have Breasts gone too far?

2005-11-14T00:57:00.000-06:00

As I float around the web I have come to a realization. Mankind has passed a line in the sand of the cosmos.

Breasts have become something more than they originally were intended for.

Think about it.

Whether you believe in God, Goddess or some other higher power - OR - you believe that what we all have become is based upon millions of years of evolution - breasts were originally intended to be a part of the body to help newborns gain food and sustenance from the Mother until we were grown enough to handle solid food. Not too much more than that. At least on a base level.

But while that is still one of the main uses for breasts - they have gained a new life of their own.

We have sites for tiny titties, big busty broads, medium sized tits, mammoth melons, tit piercing, breast torture, breast enlargement, breast reduction, small nipples, large nipples, wonderbras, Victoria's Secrets, Playboy, Penthouse, Hooters, etc etc etc.

When did we cross the line that breasts became something more than another part of the body? I am sure many would say that time was long ago. Just look at the paintings of hundreds of years ago. Breasts are uncovered, shown prominently as a part of the female form. Or was it when we began viewing pornography? Of course historians can dig up examples of erotic paintings, pottery, etc from thousands of years ago. Was it when women began wearing less restrictive clothing? When women began burning their bras? Working in the "mans world"?

Me? I think it happened in the last 50 years or so. I think humanity actually crossed the line when we began surgically altering what women were born with. Before that point obviously, psychologically speaking, we gave weight to the size of a woman's bosom, but we would never think of telling our women to go spend thousands of dollars getting their womanly goods adjusted to better fit a stylized ideal that her body hadn't planned on having. Do we really need women to go out and get augmentation so they fit the stylized images someone out there decided was the right look?

I tend to be a whole body kind of guy. I like things in proportion. Face, Hair, hips, ass, tits, legs. They all combine to drive my reaction to a woman. And while a form may be beautiful to look at, gaze at, or honestly even stare longingly at, if a woman doesn't have a mind between the ears, the picture crumbles to pieces soon after revealing a mindless shell.

So while I love the view of beautiful tits, breasts, yabbos, pillows, bosoms, milk jugs, etc etc etc - I still think we have crossed a line that we shouldn't have ever gone by. Nature knows best - and maybe we should remember that too. Or at least remember that a woman is not more or less beautiful if her tits aren't above a C cup, because remember guys not all of us are as well endowed as we or our partners would call amazing.

Story: One night in Venice

2005-11-12T22:39:00.000-06:00

A story for a good friend. She asked for a story about Venice, Orlando Bloom, and a night of passion. I hope she enjoys it as well as I think you all will.

- S -

One Night in Venice

She had won the trip in a contest on the local radio station. A fluke really. She hadn't thought much of it after she had dropped her name into that large box at a live event. In fact she had never ever dropped her name into a contest box. But for some reason, possibly even divine intervention, her name was the one called out on the radio as the winner of the all expenses paid trip for two to Venice. Of course there was only one problem. She didn't have anyone to take with her. Everyone she knew who she could stand to travel with couldn't get away. That was ok - she talked the travel agent into changing the trip from 7 days to 12. Better for her - cheaper for the agent.

But now she was down to her last night in Venice. It had been an exhausting but amazing trip. Her digital camera was filled with pictures of Italy. The side trip to Tuscany, the little restaurant where she had shared a table with a couple from the states, the kids playing in the fountains, simply the beauty of it all. She loved the feelings it all brought out in her - the moonlight on the canals and the romance of the city filled her blood. Only one thing was missing - the encounter with some suave beautiful replica of Orlando Bloom. For reasons she couldn't understand, when she thought of Italy she thought of men looking like Orlando Bloom. She would agree it was strange, but then again when are fantasies ever easily understood. The human sex drive had driven people crazy from well before the ancient buildings of Venice were even started. Alas, tomorrow she had to pack up, hop on a plane and return to the real world. But that was tomorrow - tonight she swore she was going to enjoy every last minute.

As she walked away from the restaurant she decided she would take a moonlit gondola ride down the romantic canals one last time. She had taken one earlier but it had been during the day and the gondolier had been a man who reminded her more of her father than Orlando. And while it had been a fabulous tour of the canals - she needed to find a gondolier who could give her the ride she had been picturing from the moment she won the trip.

As she moved down the canal she kept her eyes peeled. Each gondola she saw seemed a bit wrong. Either the guy was too similar to her first ride, or she got the creeps as she looked over the gondolier - and years of street smarts had taught her to walk away when her gut said to. She sighed as she moved further down the line but kept telling herself that she had more than enjoyed herself and one little detail was not going to affect her mood tonight. Nope - whether or not she found her ride, she was going to just enjoy the moment. That's when she saw him.

He had been doing something in one of the many little shops spread through Venice along the canals and he was moving back to his Gondola. His stride carried him right past her and she couldn't help but let her eyes roam his handsome form. Black trousers covered muscled legs leading to a gorgeous ass. Above he wore a simple white linen shirt unbuttoned a few buttons. His face wasn't quite Orlando but it was close enough to get her heart bounding as she approached him and his gondola. Hearing her come up behind him he turned and a broad smile appeared.

"Donna (Italian for Woman) - can I interest you in a ride along the canals tonight?" Her look of surprise at his offer in English brought another smile to his face and it lit up his eyes at the same time. "How did I guess I should ask in English?" Chuckling he motioned to her feet. Looking down at her tennis shoes she laughed and remembered that most of the Europeans didn't wear tennis shoes outside - normally you would find a good pair of leather shoes.

"Yes - you caught me. American. How much?" She knew that she needed to check out the prices first - just like a difficult cab ride, haggling over the price was a typical part of the process.

"For a beautiful woman such as you - How about 50 euros for an hour?" She didn't respond but inward she laughed. She must have made quite an impression in her white cotton blouse, shoulder length brown hair pulled back behind her ear, a tan cotton skirt and of course her tennis shoes. Normally a ride would have cost her at least twice that price. Nodding her head she moved toward the gondola and took his offered hand to help her in. But as she moved to sit down she realized he had not let go of her hand and looking back she found her eyes lock on his as he held her hand a moment or two longer than normal. The moment passed slowly as she felt herself lost in his beautiful brown eyes. The feel of his hand on hers caused a shiver to run through her body along with a secret thrill at the feel of his soft but calloused hand holding hers. But all to quickly he opened his hand and she pulled her hand back and sat down. The thrill still roamed through her as she thought of what the feel of his hands on her body would be like. And just like that she felt the gondola shift away from the bank and move out onto the canal.

The soft movement of the boat along the water lulled at her. She felt herself settle into the soft seat just letting her eyes roam over the canal, the architecture, the people, well, actually everything. She let her eyes roam trying to capture the essence of Venice in her mind for those moments after she got home and her mind would roam back to this trip, the experiences and this night. As her mind roamed though it kept coming back to the beautiful man smoothly driving the gondola through the water.

"Where would you like me to take you tonight?" His question broke through her dreaming and her first thought was 'Anyway and anywhere you want.' and as she thought about it she realized she was serious -One of those ' When in Venice...' type moments. So, surprising even to her, she replied, "Back to my hotel." She named the beautiful Venetian hotel she was at and she saw him nod as he continued to move them through the water ever closer to her hotel.

As the hour past she was lulled more and more to a sense of openness and realized that she wanted this man like she had never wanted another. Her friends had joked that she should find some Italian gigolo to enjoy a passionate encounter with on the trip. She had not found one yet but figured she would give it a shot tonight. The hour passed quickly and she soon found herself at the landing outside her hotel with him helping her out of the gondola and onto firm ground again.

As she handed him the money, she held his hand in hers cupping the money between their hands as she looked up into his eyes and swallowed once to get her nerve solid. "Would you like to come up to my room for a drink?" She saw the smile come to his eyes even before it covered his mouth. She saw his eyes roam down over her tanned body checking out his prospects and as his eyes returned to his - she knew his answer even before his lips opened.

"Yes - I think I would enjoy that. Please - (he waved his arm motioning her forward) - lead the way." She paused a moment as he tied up his gondola, made a tiny movement with his hand to one of the hotel staff standing on the landing as if to ask them to watch over his gondola. Seeing a quick nod by the staff she began to move up the stairs toward the hotel with him trailing right behind her.

Moving through the lobby, she felt like she was floating along the marble. Her nose caught the scent of his cologne wafting around her - intoxicating her as they moved into the elevator car for the short ride up to her room.

She planned on taking things slowly when they reached her room, but as soon as the elevator doors shut he moved toward her and quickly pressed her against the wall enfolding his lips around hers. She felt her body go limp as his expert mouth made love to her lips. His touch was strong and full of energy as his hands moved to caress her ass and back. She felt herself pulled strongly against his hard body and she realized that this was going to be a night to remember. The kisses continued as the car began to move upward.

Ding - Ding - Ding. The bell sounded as each floor passed but all she could think about was that the elevator was moving way to slowly for her tastes. She wanted to be at her room and already making love to this beauty. Soon enough though the elevator doors opened and they broke their kiss. She felt herself blushing as she moved past the older couple standing there waiting to enter the elevator. She knew that they had seen everything as the doors opened and she felt slightly embarrassed while at the same time thrilled at being caught in public. She was a bit on the wilder side when it came to sex and she loved the idea of the older couple seeing her being taken like she had been in the car.

But as soon as they passed the couple they were out of her mind as she moved down the hallway as quickly as she could without seeming to be in a hurry. Her body was definitely in a hurry but she would keep some composure at this point. She slipped her card key in the lock, saw the green light come on and she pushed the door open entering the room. She saw that the maid staff had stopped in while she was gone and had opened the curtains. Moonlight flooded the room and almost spotlit the turned down bed. As she took that in, she heard the door push shut behind her and felt him slide against her and envelop her in his arms.

She felt his touch begin to roam all over her body. Her breasts were already sensitive from the erotic kissing in the elevator, but that was nothing compared to how she felt when his hands began caressing her breasts through her shirt. She felt his warm breath on her neck. She unconsciously began to softly moan from his actions. Moments passed, as he seemed to be exploring her body as if he wanted to have a much better idea of her form before he went further. She was in no mind to complain. Each touch of his hands left little electric shocks running through her body. Her breath quickened, her skin flushed and she felt her pussy begin to get wet. She swallowed to wet her dry throat and began to speak to him.

"Oh, yes. Please I want...." But before she could continue she felt his fingers cover her mouth. In the soft light bathing the room she saw him shake his head. She closed her mouth and decided to simply wait and see where he went with things.

He pulled his hand away from her mouth and began to unbutton her shirt. As each button came free, giving him more access to her chest he began to layer soft kisses following down her front. She was amazed at how his kisses aroused her. She felt her nipples harden, felt her body warm and she unconsciously began to breathe harder as the kisses continued downward until her shirt was open and he was kneeling in front of her. He left her shirt open hanging down off her shoulders. She knew one thing, he now knew she was not wearing a bra - that is if he hadn't figured it out as he had been caressing her breasts earlier.

She felt his hands pull on her skirt moving it down over her hips until it slid down her tan legs to pool around her feet. She looked down as he leaned in and began to lay soft kisses around the top of her panties. Soon though she felt his hands slide along the top of her panties. She felt a thumb slide inside the band and slide side to side. She closed her eyes as he began to let his hands go where he wanted. Her breath heaved faster and faster as she felt him cup her mound through her soaked panties. Not exactly rough, not exactly soft. He just seemed to know exactly how hard to grab at her body - enough to make it slightly uncomfortably thrilling but definitely not your garden-variety experience.

She had closed her eyes as he worked her pussy over and was swaying softly as she felt her panties being pulled down off her hips exposing her womanhood to his eyes, mouth, tongue and hopefully soon enough his cock. She felt him begin to lick her lips slowly and with a bit of pressure. She felt his face rub over her mound letting a bit of stubble rub into her as he continued to lick and suck at her pussy. She felt her knees getting weak and she almost worried about falling but as if he could read her mind she felt him pull away, stand up and move her until she was laying back softly on the bed. As soon as she was settled she thought he would return to her pussy but she was wrong.

Her eyes followed him as he stood over her pulling his shirt off over his head. She licked her lips and let her hands roam over her body feebly trying to imitate the feel of his touch on her as she watched this lithe Italian strip off his clothes. She bit at her lower lip as his body slowly lost each piece of clothing. After the shirt he kicked off his shoes and socks - before he began to unbutton his pants. Licking her lips over and over she saw him slide them over his hips and down his legs. She felt her throat catch as she realized that he was not wearing any underwear. Her heart leapt and her breath quickened as she saw him move back to the bed and saw him move to kneel next to her head. She reached up and began to play with his cock. She loved the feel of a mans hard cock. She never could figure out what it was that drew her to them, but deep down she always reveled when she had a cock in her hands, mouth or pussy. He could not know how much she loved a hard cock but she knew he soon would.

She began to suckle at his manhood. Slowly at first, slickening it in her saliva as she moved her hands to minister to it at the same time her mouth was enveloping it. Her eyes opened and she stared up at the vision of manhood kneeling over her - his hands locked on the headboard. She soon lost herself in the motion as she worked as hard as she could to prove to him that she was very good. His cock seemed to grow as she slobbered her lips over it in a rhythmic motion. As she kept pace on his cock she felt him shift back a bit running a hand until it had moved down to her juice slickened pussy. His fingers moving her lips aside she felt him exploring the space with the tips of his fingers. First slowly then in quickening pace with her own movements on his cock. As she moved down on it she felt his fingers press inward, as she backed off he pulled out in sync with her motions. They began to build the pace. Faster and faster she went as his fingers followed the rhythm. Or was she following his motions. She lost track as everything began to blur. She knew she was close. She quickened her pace even more knowing that he would keep pace. Just as she was about to go over the edge she felt him stop.

She felt him pull away and change his placement on the bed. She felt herself picked up like a rag doll and turned over on her belly. She moaned and pleaded with him to make her cum. As she felt his hands on her hips she realized he was moving her into an ass up position. She hoped he would fuck her. She wanted him to fuck her and she begged mercilessly for him to do so.

"Fuck me. HARD. Oh please fuck me." As she pleaded she thought she had gotten through to him. She felt him move her hips slightly higher as if to get her ready to be penetrated. But just as she thought he would enter her she felt a swat land on her ass. She unconsciously moaned as she felt the warmth spread across her ass.

"Do you like the way I make you feel? Can I call you my little slut? Should I fuck you like the little slut you are?" SLAP SLAP SLAP. She felt the swats land in regular rhythms. Her body reacted to each swat by pushing her closer but never over the edge. She loved the feel of it all. She loved each swat to her warming ass. But she also knew she wanted to be fucked. Hard.

"Yes. I am a little slut. Fuck me. Spank me. Take me. I am YOURS. Please. Let me cum. Please."

At that she felt a finger enter her pussy. Quickly it began to force its way in and out. Soon it was replaced with two fingers then three. It felt so good, his hand fucking her. It wasn't his cock but it would do. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, lost in the pleasure. Faster and faster he moved, she felt her pussy stretch to take the pounding. Soon though, moans and grunts began to issue from her mouth. She was on a razors edge as he pounded into her - until she lost it. Her back arched, her mouth opened and a loud gasp filled the room as her body locked even as his hand continued to fuck her. She came. Hard. Her senses were overloaded for a moment. Then before she knew it she came again. She lost touch with reality as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. She knew if she could open her eyes she wouldn't see much the pleasure hammered at her so much. Then she returned to her surroundings for a moment only to feel another orgasm take her - Fill her hard. Lost in the pleasure she fell away then popped back into reality for a moment only to feel another orgasm take her. She felt the orgasms come quickly. Such exquisite agony each time she moved over the line.

He stopped as she fell to the bed. Spent for the moment he settled beside her as she slowly came back down from the emotions and pleasure shooting through her body. He ran his hands through her hair as she lay there panting. But soon enough she rolled over on her side and studied this vision of pleasure lying beside her. He was laying there smiling as she caught her breath. His head was perched on his hand as he lounged against a pillow. Her gaze slid down and saw he was still hard. His beautiful cock beckoned to her. She slowly pulled herself off the bed and moved over so he could slide over and lay flat on his back. She smiled at him as one of her fingernails traced down his chest. First playing with one of his nipples, then tracing a lazy path over his stomach and then down into his pubic hair. Her finger began rolling some of his pubes around her finger. She loved the feel of her fingers tracing through his crotch as she studied the reaction she caused in him.

His breath quickened, his head fell back and she knew he was ready. She stood up and moved across the room to her bag. She could feel his gaze on her ass as she padded over rummaging through her bag then back across. She pulled the strip of condoms through her fingers as she sashayed back across the room. Moving back onto the bed she ripped one package off the strip and laid the others on the nightstand beside the bed. She pulled the foil pack to her teeth ripping it open and pulling the latex out from between the foil. She tossed the spent foil to the stand and placed the condom into her mouth. She had learned this trick long ago and she leaned her head down over his cock. Sliding the condom over his head she kept the condom tight with her lips and teeth and slid his cock deep into her mouth as the condom rolled down his shaft. Pulling back she jacked the shaft a bit to settle the latex covering then she moved over him and placed his covered cock to the edge of her pussy. She locked eyes with him as she slowly settled lower pulling his cock inside of her hot moist slit. He felt so damn good as his cock spread her pussy out and filled it achingly full.

Slowly she settled her hands on his chest, let her hair fall over her face as she let her hips begin to move back and forth, up and down over his cock. He felt so good inside her and she knew he was enjoying it as much as she was from the look of pleasure on his face and his closed eyes. Slowly she gained her rhythm. Building her pleasure and his she rocked her hips faster and faster. Her nails dug into his chest as she rocked her cunt harder and harder against his hips and felt his cock slide in and out.

In. Out. Bang. Bang. Her tits bounced against her chest as she fucked this hot man beneath her. The minutes passed. Her moans increased. He moaned also but in Italian. She found her body reacting to each foreign word from him. Her mind went away as she focused on the feelings filling her from her pussy. Panting and breathing hard she found herself slamming his cock into her pussy. BANG. BANG. BANG. She lost herself in the motions. Automatic. She slammed herself into him and felt another orgasm approaching.

"I'm going to cum again lover. Cum with me. You ready to cum lover? You ready. You gonna cum for me?"

She looked down and saw him nod quickly. His eyes closed, his hips pounding into her as hard as she rode him. She smiled and let her feelings come closer. Felt her tits sliding around on her chest. She settled back a bit and pulled her hands to her tits. She rubbed her nipples, fondled her mounds and let the pleasure take her.

"YES. YES. CUM WITH ME. AHHHHHH YESSSS. CUMMMMMM. NOOOOWWWWW."

She felt her pussy clench, her hips lock and she threw her hands down onto his chest. As her pussy clenched she felt his hips buck hard and his cock bury even further. He groaned and she could feel the warmth of his cum fill the condom deep inside her as she fell down to lie against his chest. She felt her hot breath bounce back from his sweat slickened chest as she gulped air trying to fill her lungs. With a major effort she rolled off him and fell onto the bed beside him. They both lay there letting the pleasure roll over them as the moonlight bathed their naked forms. Running a hand through her hair she rolled over and pulled against him draping an arm across his chest.

She felt him shift and as she looked up she saw his fingers pull the strip of condoms from the nightstand.

“Should we see if we can use these up tonight?” She simply laughed and a devious smile covered her face. It was too bad she couldn't pack him in her bags and take him home with her. Her friends were never going to believe this story from Venice.

Story: The Garage

2005-07-04T02:23:00.000-05:00

Ok Die-Hard readers - here is another one for you. Hope it is worth the wait you all had to endure but as I have said before - I am a busy man and so I write when I can.

Enjoy.

- S -

The Garage

Round and round the car went. (SWISH SWISH SWISH) She could tell the car was moving through a building and thought it was a parking garage but she had gotten so turned around once he told her to pull the blindfold over her eyes as they entered downtown. As the wind whistled through the slightly opened passenger window next to her she could hear the echo of the tires on the pavement, the reverberation of the throttling engine, the slightly humid trapped air. Each of her senses was telling her she was riding around in a parking garage except her sight.

"Where are we? Where are you taking me?" she asked him.

A low chuckle came before his response of, "Somewhere with a view."

As she grinned she also felt the anticipation building in her body. Her breath was coming faster, her pulse pounded as her mind kept turning possibilities of what he might have planned in her head. He had always been the one with the active imagination. She always seemed to be the one trying to play catch up to the level of his "field trips."

The "Field Trips" had been her idea after they had experienced a passionate night of sex after watching a Porn movie all about outdoor sex. Of course the porno had been made and focussed on secluded backyards or easily secured areas. And their first "field trip" had been a night of passion under the stars in their own backyard. But ever since that first night, each new "field trip" seemed to be a challenge to their planning and imagination and he kept raising the bar. While the nights were memorable and amazing sexually each time she felt the challenge to try to come up with something better. Well if this was anything like what her imagination was guessing at - she was certainly going to have a tough time topping this one.

As her imagination started to get the best of her she felt the car slow and pull into a parking spot. The keys soon clicked as he shut off the engine and shifted in his seat. "You ready beautiful?"

Gulping even as she smiled - "As ready as I am ever going to be. Where are we?"

"Give me a sec and I will show you."

She felt the car shift as he opened his door and slid out. She heard the back seat door on his side open and him pull out something he had stuck in the car before she had been escorted to her seat. Before she could wonder what he had brought she felt her car door open and his hand take hers to help her out. Stepping out she felt some gravel under her shoes and concrete. Cautiously he led her around the back of the car to the drivers side. "Wait there for just a second."

Straining her ears she heard him lay something out in front of her, then a blanket snapped and was lain down. Her ears pricked up straining to hear anything and she was awarded in hearing the sounds of a corkscrew going into a cork. With her eyes blocked her ears seemed more sensitive and she could pick out the traffic well below them as she waited for the next step.

She stood there waiting for him to make his move. And rather quickly it was made. She heard him start some soft music in the background then felt him beside her and then after she felt him push her slightly forward behind her nuzzling at her neck. He always loved to nuzzle and smell her neck. Running his hands up her neck she felt him work to untie the knot in the blindfold.

"Close your eyes for a sec." She closed them and felt the blindfold loosen and slide off her nose. "Ok on the count of three open them. One. Two. Three."

She opened them and gave a gasp. He had indeed brought her into a parking garage but one that had the upper floor open to the evening sky. Ahead of her she could see the large city spread ahead of her like glistening jewels shining in a sea of darkness. She looked around. He had found a spot that allowed them to see through chain link at the town around them but with the car parked the way it was blocked the view of them on the side facing the city. Someone would have to walk all the way around the car to see them and that was highly unlikely. Looking around she noticed that the buildings around them were dark at this time of night. No one stirred but them in their little "blind" staring at the beauty of the city around them. Overcome with the view she almost forgot to look down but when she did she chuckled. He had brought a couple of foam pads and then had covered them with a soft blanket and sitting next to it all was a bottle of her favorite wine and two glasses. He definitely had thought this out well.

Spinning around in his arms she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a madly passionate kiss that was fueled by the simple surprise he had sprung and the 15 minutes or so she had been blindfolded with her imagination running wild. The time had definitely gotten her erotic fire burning and the kiss told them both how hot it was running. Separating her from him he pushed her lightly away and motioned her to sit down on the blanket. Kneeling beside her he grabbed the glasses and poured them each a glass of wine.

"Here is to another beautiful night with my favorite beauty." And for a while they just sat there sipping wine and enjoying the view. In fact he was willing to sit there for a while to let her stew a bit - but she was ready and hot to take the next step. And so as soon as she had finished her glass she stood up and stood between him and the view of the city behind her.

She smiled as her hands pulled at her hair as her eyes shut losing herself in an erotic dance to the music he had playing and the motions of her soul. Her hips began to sway to the beat as her hand roamed over her body. Her breasts. Her neck. Her hair. Each movement kept him entranced as she began to remove her clothing a piece at a time. Slowly. Each button was an eternity to his raging libido as her thin fingers worked at the buttons. As each was let loose his eyes were served a better view of her twins. Each moment seemed to take longer as she shimmied and shifted her body to the music but soon her shirt was lying next to the blanket. Her eyes opened as she heard him shift and kneel in front of her. His hands soon were running up and down her smooth legs caressing her thighs and pushing her skirt to allow them access to her ass. Soon his hands were working to pull at her skirt to remove it along with her panties. And as it always does the action began to move faster and faster.

She was soon dancing naked in front of him as his hands roamed over her ass and legs. Her scent was amazing as his nose bobbed inches in front of her snatch. But each time he moved to settle his mouth onto her hot wet crotch she would pivot her hips slightly and pull away. So he kept moving his hands in time with her ass and simply let things move. He loved watching her move in time to the music lost to the world. But soon he pulled his hands away and began to remove his clothing. First he stood so he was staring into her eyes as he unbuttoned his shirt and began to work at his pants. But as soon as his shirt landed on the pile of clothes beside them he felt her hands working at his belt and her eyes locked on his. "Tsk Tsk. Nope. Those are mine my man." He laughed as he felt her hand cup him through his pants as she worked to slide his khakis off his hips to fall around his feet. Feeling a bit defenseless with his pants in a pile around his ankles he moved to slip his shoes off only to feel her grab him, pivot him and push him onto his back on the blanket. As the surprise of the motion passed he looked down to see her pulling his shoes and pants off and her moving to straddle his legs.

Soon her nails were tracking up his uncovered legs and he realized that with her sitting like that he would have a tough time moving. In fact he felt locked in place with her sitting there. But all thoughts of escape left him as he felt her hands slide under his boxers on each leg moving toward his crotch. And as soon as he felt her soft warm hands begin to caress his stiffening cock and loaded balls a groan escaped his lips and he settled back on the blanket. She was amazing when she was in the mood to play - and she certainly seemed in the mood tonight. Her fingers alternated gripping and stroking his cock and balls. Soft and smooth, careful and passionate she soon worked his manhood into a frenzy as she played his cock and balls as only an expert could. His eyes had shut early on as she worked but quickly popped open as he felt her licking around the edge of his boxers all the while her hands kept working. He realized he wouldn't last long if he didn't have anything to do so he did the only thing he could possibly do.

"Shift around babe I want to suck on your pussy." He looked down to see her wicked smile as she replied, "Only if you loose the boxers luv."

Chuckling he waited for her to kneel so he could pull his legs out and his boxers off. After removing the offending clothing and laying back down he waited for her to spin around and settle onto his torso. Her warm soft body on top of his chest brought a warmth that was pleasant as he saw her settle her crotch toward his mouth. Soon it was in place and his mouth moved to suckle and lick at her nethers. Warm and slick with juice he lapped at her pussy and enjoyed feeling her move as he worked at her sensitive parts and hearing her moan at his ministrations. And while he worked he could feel her warm hot mouth and tongue working to coat and caress his cock. They were in a position to please each other and were challenging each other with their movements to see who could affect the other more. But they were both winning if you kept score with the moans and groans coming from each other. Of course all too soon he was realizing that her earlier work was going to cause him to lose the "game" quickly if he didn't do something. And so he began to spank her ass as he worked on her pussy. And that did it. She stopped her blowjob and began to moan and beg.

"Oh you bastard. OWW. You know how much I enjoy being the bad girl. (SLAP) Umm. Ohhhh babe. Yes. I've been bad - oh so bad. Please spank your little bad girl some more. (SLAP SLAP) Yes keep it up lover. Suck my pussy as you punish me. (SLAP SLURP SLAP) YESSSS! DON'T STOP. GO ON. DO ME. YES. YES. YES."

And at that he felt her thighs grab his head in a lock and he slapped harder as he felt her cumming around his tongue and mouth. He had cheated but they had been lovers for a long time and he knew what she loved. Pulling at her ass as he kept sucking at her lips and clit he felt her have another quick orgasm and realized he was needy and wanted to fuck. So as she was settling down he rolled her over and sat up on the blanket. Looking down on her panting and red from the orgasms was a beautiful thing to see. He let her settle for a moment before he reached over and began to caress her breasts and neck. Softly running his hand over her body he kept her body aroused as he waited for her to be ready. As soon as he saw her eyes come back into focus and looking up at him he moved to take her as he wanted.

Pulling her to her feet he moved her over to the concrete pillar next to the fence and pushed her hands onto the top of the chain link fence enclosing the parking garage. Her hair whipped by the wind, the sound of the traffic below and the beauty of the city ahead of her captivated her senses. Soon she felt the wind nipping at her nipples and realized that she was almost being brought to orgasm simply from her surroundings and the cool breeze on her body. And as soon as she felt his cock sliding into her pussy she let herself go and had another orgasm shake her body as his cock was shaking her pussy.

She felt his cock slam into her, spreading her wide as his cock plunged deeply on each movement. He began to slap her ass in time with his cock piercing her lips and she fell into the movement and let her voice float on the wind to encourage him to fuck her harder. Faster. Deeper.

"Yes lover - FUCK me hard. You are so good at this - make me yours. Punish my ass for all the bad things I do and fuck my pussy as only you can. YES. DO ME. DO ME LOVER! YES. YES. YES."

He gripped her ass and slapped in time to the plunging of his cock in her tight slit. How he lived without her before he met her - he had no clue. She knew how to push all of his buttons and she knew exactly what to say in the throes of passion to send him over the edge. And tonight was no different.

"CUM INSIDE ME BABE. MAKE ME TAKE YOUR HARD COCK AND CUM IN ME. DO IT. CUM IN ME. MAKE ME CUM YOU COCK-TEASE. GIVE ME ALL OF IT. THATS IT RAM IT IN ME. YOU GONNA CUM FOR ME LOVER? YOU GONNA FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM SOON? DO IT. DO IT. CUM. CUM. CUM."

At that he lost track of his movements and just let his body take over. He could feel the cum boiling in his balls and he had to let it loose. and so with a couple of hard thrusts, a couple of spanks on her red ass and after reaching up to pull her head back and seeing her back arch he let it go - let his cum fire and locked his quivering hips against her hot warm ass leaving his spasming cock deep inside her. All the while the colors arched in his eyes under his closed eyelids and his mouth let out a guttural moan and a deep "YESSSSSSSS" as his cum shot and he felt her pussy clench around his cock reminding him that she was cumming at the same time he was shooting his hot wet cum in her pussy. Moments passed like hours as they simply let the moment last.

But soon they collapsed in each others arms on the blanket and then rolled over to pull the extra blanket over them to keep warm in the chill night air.

"You come here often to seduce unsuspecting women lover?"

"Nope - this is the first time - but I would hazard a guess that it won't be the last time."

"Oh I don't think so - at least if I have anything to say about it."

He chuckled and smiled as he held her in his arms just basking in the moment before he smiled and said "Ok - next time is yours to plan."

At which point she simply snuggled in deeper, pulled his arms tighter around her and said, "Like I am ever going to top this one."

- S -

Update: Catching up

2005-07-03T16:43:00.000-05:00

For those of you who have hung around through the long interlude since I last posted - the drought is coming toward an end - but is not quite done yet.

Many of you know that I have a job that requires a lot of me. Some of you know what that job is - and thus will understand the break I took. For the rest of you who have no clue what I am talking about - well suffice it to say I am a busy man at a job that can require long hours for weeks at a time. Thus the break.

I am beginning to have more time and feeling the creative juices flowing again. So while I probably will not post this weekend - I am thinking about some posts. So something should be coming out of the void soon.

Thats it for now - but keep your hopes up and if you are interested in seeing me post - might be nice to see a few comments encouraging me. Hint Hint - I am a needy bastard.

On a side note - those of you who I had been emailing and talking to by IM - you all might drop me a line to check in. I miss you all and hope you are doing well.

- S -

Losing Control

2005-04-26T10:39:00.000-05:00

NOTE TO READERS:

While this story follows along some of my other writings in style and content - this story is a move in a direction some readers may not enjoy. For those of you who dislike Control and Power areas of sexuality, this story might be one to skip. Otherwise feel free to comment, offer suggestions and your thoughts. This is another story that was written based upon one of your fellow readers requests.

So without further commentary -

Losing Control

As she drove closer to her destination her thoughts turned to her need. The needs she hid down deep from everyone who knew her every day. The other parents. The family friends. Even her partner. Every one of them would be shocked to find her driving into this darkened part of downtown heading for a rendezvous with her deepest urges.

Of course no one would think any different when they saw her enter the office building after parking in the nearby parking garage. The building housed any number of professionals one as she might have use of. Of course if one of her normal friends saw her, some of them might even come to a wrong connection. You see the building housed any number of doctors and lawyers, even a few divorce lawyers. But that was not her destination this night - her destination was a nondescript office on the top floor. The sign said something like Stevens and Associates. Of course I change the names to protect the innocent and the not so innocent.

As the elevator doors opened she found her legs weak. Being so close to her needs was forcing her body to go weak - something she somewhat enjoyed while also being terrified by. But she consciously took one step after another toward the door and what lay behind it.

Opening the door she found herself in a nondescript waiting room. Behind a desk sat a receptionist who could have been from any number of upscale businesses in town. She looked the part - nice clothes, little ear-bud and microphone clipped into the phone system and a slightly gazed look as she responded to some phone call - "How may I direct your call? ---I'm sorry they're in conference right now - May I pass you to their voice mail? Thank you."

As our woman took in the sight of the receptionist her fear left her and the strength flooded back into her - she knew how to deal with this situation. This was just one of any other appointments - at least she tried to fool her own body by thinking that as she took a deep breath.

"Can I help you?" asked the receptionist.

"I have an appointment - with Mr Jones. I think he is expecting me." The receptionist looked down to her desk before looking back up and responding.

"Yes Ms. Smith. He is ready for you - please go through the door and to room number 5. Go in and please sign the form on the table in front of you when there. He will join you shortly. Please feel free to make yourself a drink - there is a bar inside the room. Enjoy your visit." Our woman smiled back as she moved toward the door and pushed it open ahead of her.

The hallway behind was softly lit and deep pile carpeted. The hallway looked like any of a number of professional offices - but it should - this was an office of a sort. Just one offering a bit of specialized services for very important people. People who could not be known to frequent certain establishments. But all too soon the door to room number 5 was in front of her. She took a few deep breaths and opened the door and walked into her needs.

In front of her was a wide room outfitted with a number of special additions not normally found in professional offices - not the least of which was the queen sized bed against the far wall. Off to the sides hardwood cabinets lined the walls and a strange table was lit from above in the center. As she walked towards it her breath began to come quicker. Glancing down she saw a single sheet of paper lying on ifs soft surface. Glancing at it for a moment she decided to avoid it for a minute as headed off to the bar set against the wall beside the door. Pouring herself a shot of whisky, she downed it in a quick gulp feeling the warmth travel down her throat to settle into her stomach. Pouring herself another, she returned to the strange table and the page lying upon it.

Holding her drink in one hand she picked up the page and began to read.

Welcome to Stevens and Associates. We know you understand our need for secrecy and the needs of our clients. Please remember that you did not get here without being accepted onto our client list after thorough checks of your background and a recommendation from another client. As such we are sure you understand the rules. But please allow us to repeat the highlights.

1. No information is to leave the premises. What happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors.
2. You are here of your own free will. Any specific needs you have requested Stevens and Associates to assist you in finding, is your decision and you hold Stevens and Associates harmless in that our role is only to provide a matching service and a place to meet fellow Clients.
3. No money will exchange hands between clients. The experiences you receive here are consensual and you enter here understanding such.
4. Safety rules will be followed at all times. Clients are required to agree before initiating your "meeting" on proper safety and agreed upon limits.
5. Any questions of these policies or the larger document you received before arriving should be asked of one of our staff prior to any "meeting". The phone beside the door can be used at anytime to contact a member of our staff.

Please sign below stating your understanding and agreement to the above rules and that you received the entire packet of rules prior to your arrival today.

She quickly signed then slipped the page through a slot next to the door. She had been here once before and had gone through this procedure. She knew the rules and was willing to abide by them to satisfy her needs. Including the part about having her sessions videotaped as a precaution. She knew the cameras were well hidden and that on the other end was an employee of the firm to ensure her and her soon to be fellow clients safety. But for the money these sessions cost her - it was a fair agreement. It would not do for a person like her to have to explain something out of normal to her friends and family. Of course she also enjoyed watching the tape of her "session" when she was all alone at home. A fringe benefit she thought.

Slugging back her drink she walked the glass back to the bar and went to sit on the edge of the bed to wait. She didn't have long to wait. Within minutes he walked through the door and closed it behind him. Walking around the table he walked toward her. He wasn't anything special. In fact in some circles he might be called out of shape. But to her he was perfect. She had "met" him through the service and her previous session had proved he was exactly what she yearned for. Stepping in front of her he looked down at her for a brief moment before speaking.

"Same rules as before? Same needs?" She turned her head slightly then looked up at him and nodded.

"Then tell me. Tell me to start."

Standing up beside him she took a deep breath and replied. "Take me my Master." He nodded and moved over to sit in a chair off to the side.

"Strip yourself wench. Quickly. Then come to me."

She moved over to the other chair in the room and she began to remove her clothing. Her lily white button down shirt. Her designer blue jeans. Each piece came off and was set carefully on the chair beside her - all the while her gaze was locked on his as her hands moved to follow his instructions. She shook out her shoulder length hair for a moment before reaching between her breasts to unclasp her bra losing her full breasts. Pausing only a moment to lie her silk bra on the chair she reached down and slid her matching panties to the floor which she then picked up and laid on top of the pile of clothes. Standing there naked in front of this semi stranger only flamed her desires and her needs. Quickly though she moved over to stand in front of him. Her gaze locked on his as she stood there in front of him. Almost daring him to make his move, daring him to assert his control over the situation. Which he quickly did.

His hand shot out between her legs and rubbed at her pussy, slick with need and shoved his finger into her snatch. So swiftly was his movement it took her a moment to realize what had happened and to realize her hands had moved to stop him. That was until his other hand flashed out and slapped her hand sharply. Pulling her hand back to her side she remembered the rules. She was here for a reason - a need. This was what she wanted.

"Wench- remember your place." His fingers probed and she found her juices flowing faster as her urges began to flame inside her. Each touch drew her closer to her release. But all to quickly he pulled his hand away and stood up. Stripping off his clothes he ordered her to get on the table. She knew what she was supposed to do.

She moved over and climbed onto the softly padded table. She moved so she was kneeling on her hands and knees and waited. She kept her eyes closed - to prolong the moment. She could hear him move to the cabinets and pull out various items which were then carried over to the table where she waited. She felt his warm hand begin to run over her body. Touching everywhere without any pause. He has no qualms on what his touch was doing to her. She felt him kneed her breasts, pinching her nipples hard eliciting a gasp to escape her lips.

"That's right slut. You better get used to it. You have displeased me. You have been a very bad girl."

She heard him move toward the end of the table and pick something up. Wondering what it was she opened her eyes and shifted a glance over her shoulder to see what he was doing. But as her eyes moved above her shoulder she saw something move quickly toward her ass and then the slap from the paddle shot through her body to resound through her brain. The pain warmed her ass as he began to swat her ass in time. Thwack. Thwack. The blows came softly then harder, faster than slower. Her breath quickened and shot through her on each hit, her ass began to warm to the punishment. It was exactly what she wanted. But she wanted more than a punishment.

"Oh Master - please spank me. I want to feel your hands."

Stopping he moved up beside her and grabbed her hair in his hand pulling her up from her position to kneel in front of him her head pulled backwards. The pleasure shot through her body as he reached down with his mouth to suckle at her full breasts as his teeth nibbled and bit at her breasts. Soon small bite marks covered her nipples. His mouth felt warm and hot upon her sensitive tender nipples. He grabbed her hand and moved it to his stiff cock then encouraged her to begin to jack his stiff rod as he moved his face up to stare into her eyes. His power shone from within as he admonished her for her behavior.

"You are my slut. I will do with you exactly what I want to do to you. You will not tell me how to treat you. You will not offer suggestions. You will only show your pleasure through moans, groans and begging to please me. The better you do the better I will work you over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND SLUT!?"

"Yes Master. I am sorry. Please let me please you. Please tell me how I can please you Sir."

A smile came across his face. "Service me Slut. Down."

He pulled her hair to encourage her to get down off the table and to kneel before him. Her hand never left his cock keeping perfect rhythm. She had learned the last time to not lose her time. As she settled in front of him he pulled at her hair to guide her hot mouth over his cock. Her slobbering mouth plunged over his cock in prefect time to her moving hand. Slowly at first then gaining speed her hand and mouth began to work his passion to a frenzy. Her bobbing head, sloppy mouth and bouncing tits encouraged him as she worked to please her Master. Faster and faster she moved until she felt his hands settle on either side of her head and she felt him begin to fuck her mouth. Slowly at first then harder he began to plunge his cock in and out until she lost control. His hands moving her as he wanted, his balls slapping against her chin as he lost himself in the moment. She thought he planned to cum in her mouth until suddenly he pulled one hand off her head, pulled his cock out and began to slap her face with it. All the while her eyes locked on his in some form of adoration. She loved every moment of it. Being used was a fantasy she had had for many years but had only recently been able to achieve through her new found "Club".

She felt him stop and felt herself being pulled to her feet then shoved around to fall onto the table. Her tits pressed into the soft fabric of the table as she felt herself held down in place with his hand on the small of her back. She felt him pull away for a second only to hear him rip something open. Looking over her shoulder she saw him pull a condom out of a packet to slide it over his cock.

She was thankful he had remembered the rules. She was certainly fertile and didn't want to deal with any of the many issues that could come from unprotected sex. Smiling she settled her head back onto the table and raised her ass slightly to offer him easier access. She felt his hand land a swat on one of her ass cheeks, then the other. Each slap raised her need, her yearning into a fire that raced through her body. She could feel her pussy getting so wet she could feel her juices dribbling down her leg. She could only lie there and wonder when he would take her as she wanted. When he would take her as his slut and fuck her. She knew that she would soon cum but for some reason she needed to be fucked to send her over the edge. Each swat, each time he ran his hands over her body, each time he pulled her hair sent her ever closer to release but for some reason she needed his cock to enter her to cum. She moaned and begged him softly to take her - to fuck her.

She felt the agony as he ran his cock over her opening tempting her with the feel of his latex covered manhood. Each slide teased her - thinking he would plunge it in deep and hard - and each time she moved a bit to try to slide it in he would swat her ass a bit harder. Minutes passed as he worked her ass ever warmer and she knew ever redder. She would have a hard time sitting down tomorrow. Her moans became louder, her pleas more vivid, her begging became fervent at each swat, each tease, each movement. Soon she thought she would cum before he entered her even though she had never thought she would be able to - that's when he changed things on her again.

She felt her body lifted and carried to the bed. Thrown down she felt her wrists tied to the bedposts and him kneeling over her tugging at his stiff cock. She saw his hands reach out and grab her nipples in a tight clamping sensation. The moan escaped, her back arched and she felt her pussy drip more wet nectar upon the bed. Pinching harder suddenly he released them allowing blood to flow back in bringing a totally new sensation of pleasure and pain. As she came back from experiencing the pleasure she realized he had moved his mouth to her sopping wet pussy and was nuzzling her clit. Licking it back and forth - up and down, nibbling it, biting and pulling. His hands lifted and rubbed at her ass as his mouth expertly ate at her crotch, licking up the juices as she flowed higher in pleasure. Each bite of her inner thighs, each nibble at her clit sent her higher than she thought she could go only to have him shove her pleasure higher. But she still couldn't cum. Her agony built as he played her body like his own personal instrument.

Her eyes shut, her screams echoed off the walls as each movement drove her crazy until through gritted teeth she told him she needed to cum but she couldn't - she wouldn't until he told her to. He only intensified his movements on her pussy until she thought she couldn't hold it back when she felt him pull off her and kneel above her. She saw his smile and saw him approach her - wondering what he was going to do. She would never have guessed he would lean in at that point and settle a very gentle and soft kiss upon her lips. His movements tender and slow as he let his lips move over hers in a soft moment. She was shocked and had no idea he could be this gentle as he pulled just far enough away to focus his eyes in hers. He smiled as he moved.

She felt then in one swift shocking moment his cock shoved forcefully into her pussy plunging deeply all the way in to ride her. His cock entering her had set off her orgasm. She lost total control - her back arched, her wrists strained against the ties holding her down as he began to ride her with his cock. Shoving it faster and faster her pussy clenched around his cock as each movement gave her exquisite pleasure. She began cumming hard. Not once but to her it seemed each time his cock plunged all the way in. Each wave of pleasure sending her body reeling from the reaction each clench of her pussy sending him closer until just before he lost it she saw him pull out and quickly pulling the condom off she felt him settle his cock against her lips forcing its way into her mouth just before she felt streams of his cum fill her mouth.

She tried to swallow but there was too much. She felt some of his load dribble out the corners of her mouth as he shot more and more cum. She had never thought a man could cum so much but soon he slowed his hips and she felt his cock slide out of her mouth. Staring up at him she swallowed the warm sticky substance as she saw him grab his cock and rub it against her face spreading the spilled seed around her mouth and cheeks. Pulling himself up a bit she saw him hang his cock right in front of her face. She leaned forward drawing his cock in to suckle and clean it. Moving her mouth around his manhood she tasted his cum as she could smell his musk as he let her work over his softening cock. She took immense pleasure from the feeling of his hard cock in her mouth, the taste of him driving her yearnings hot again.

After a few minutes of letting her work over his cock he pulled back and away from her. Moving over he grabbed a bowl of warm water from a sideboard and returned to her side. Still tied up he began to run a warm washcloth over her body, sparing no area from his cleaning until she was well cleaned. She let moans escape her lips as he worked the warm cloth over her body. Slowly he worked until he had covered ever inch of her he could reach with her tied up at which point he set down the cloth, and after unbuckling her restraints he rolled her over and repeated his cleansing spending particular attention to her ass. She felt the warmth of the cloth settle into her flesh burning at first then offering some relief from her pain. He carefully moved the cloth over her then stood to run the cloth over his cock and the rest of his body. Once cleaned himself he replaced the bowl on the sideboard then moved back over to the bed to roll her over and settle her into his arms as he held her close.

She felt his soft body behind her and his strong arms around her as she settled out of the experience and began to move back toward normalcy. The feeling of his arms around her comforted her as she dozed in his arms. The moments passing as she felt a passion driven pleasure fill her. But soon she moved and rolled in his arms to move her mouth to his. A soft kiss settled over his mouth as she felt his hand pull softly against the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair. The kiss was a wonderful end to the entire experience.

As she moved over to the chair to dress and prepare to re-enter the real world she heard him stir behind her. She dressed as she felt him approach her. Pulling her shirt over her shoulders she turned to face him as she worked the buttons on the shirt. His gaze powerful but kind she waited.

"Would you like to meet me again?" He asked.

"I wouldn't dream of not seeing you again - Master"

"Good. You are such a good little girl." He replied as he leaned in to kiss her one more time.

Buttoning the last buttons she sauntered over and pausing to give him one more glance over her shoulder she opened the door and moved through it back to the real world.

Making good choices

2005-04-17T03:17:00.000-05:00

I should have walked away. I should have swallowed my pride and walked away from it all. If I had I wouldn't be here right now, pushed up against the wall, held in place with an arm across my throat staring into a pair of evil eyes and wondering if I would see the morning. But thats now - I bet you're wondering what brought me to this point.

Pride? Arrogance? Stupidity? Well maybe a bit of that last one. But nope - it was simply thinking that I could make a difference. That's right, I'm standing here wondering about my life and it continuing longer than the next few minutes because I was one of those "Boy Scout" type guys in the movies. We all know the character. One of those well known famous actors usually gets the part.

The part where they're the guy who thinks that just because they're the good guy that means they should tap the bad guy on the shoulder saying some cute line like "I think you should leave the lady alone and head on home buddy." And of course some Hollywood "Bad Guy" actor hits the starlet across the mouth sending her reeling to the floor as he turns his attention to the Good Guy and begins planning how he will play dirty and hurt the "Good Guy" just before he gets what is coming to him and the "Good Guy" stumbles away being held up by the "Starlet" as they escape the "Bad Guy" forever. Make sense so far?

So I had come to this party thinking I would get away from life for a few hours, have a few drinks and maybe find a beautiful woman to forget life with for a few hours, draped in each others arms as we spend the rest of the night working off the drinks we had while fucking each others brains out. And everything had been going according to plan when I walked out onto the balcony of the swanky apartment to catch some air and to smoke a cigarette.

The night air was crisp, the beer in my hand was cold and the cigarette tasted good as I stood there studying the skyline of the city around me, seeing everything and nothing at the same time. I had fallen into some cosmic perfect moment when life just feels right. Nothing was bothering me, I was not worried about anything but the taste of the cold beer sliding down my throat and the slight burn from the smoke blowing through my lips on the way out. At least I was for those few moments until I heard the slap and the gasp as his hand hit her face.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw them across the balcony from me. They were standing near the other end of this huge monstrosity of a balcony outside the party. I had seen them when I walked out onto the balcony but paid them no mind. I was being polite and also a bit introspective. When I walked out here I wanted my space and I was simply willing to give them their space just as well as I wanted them to give me mine. But the sound of the slap had changed everything.

Turning toward them I recognized the woman. I had seen her inside the party. What guy in his right mind would have missed her. She had been holding court, drinking white wine in a corner being polite but shooting down every guy who came near her. The whole time I had been at the party I had noticed the steady stream of guys making plays to try and have her give them the time of day. But each time I would see her politely shake her head, mumble a few words and then turn away from the guys to talk to the girlfriends that seemed to have come to the party with her.

She was dressed in a short miniskirt made of cotton that seemed sort of like those pleated skirts that cheerleaders wore, but more upscale and trendy, more fitting for a woman in her late thirties who knew she looked good, and while she seemed to be nice about it, she also seemed to be pretty sure about herself and who she was. Her black shirt was buttoned up the front with small silver buttons that matched the small abstract shape earrings dangling from her ears and the stylized silver rope necklace hanging down with a small ornamental piece hanging between her breasts. Her dark hair hung down and was wound around one side of her neck hanging in a loose braid that was just long enough to stay in place as she turned her head side to side negatively to each man who approached her.

I had seen her all night, staring across the room and the only thing I had done was to catch her eyes earlier and to raise my beer, smile and to mouth a simple "Hi" to her across the crowded room. She had smiled and raised her wine glass back to me. The smile filled her eyes and I could see what the men might want in her besides her beauty - her energy and honesty were the frosting on the cake to whoever ended up spending time with this beauty. But I hadn't done anything to draw her attention past that and had enjoyed the cool beer and the night air before I heard the slap and realized this guy had just attacked the beauty. And without knowing it we had all been cast into the hollywood roles that each of us had seen so many times before - only this time there wasn't a script and there wasn't a director to call "CUT", just him hurting her, the beauty being hurt and me as the guy starting across the balcony to step in where I probably shouldn't step in.

As I walked over still holding my beer I studied the guy standing over the beauty saying mean things to her. I could see the guy was no slouch when it came to brawn. Don't get me wrong - he's no "Rock" or Hullk Hogan, but he was a guy who liked to work out and I was some normal guy who barely had enough time to see the inside of the gym a couple of times a week. This guy seemed to be one of those who got up at 4:30 in the morning so he could get his workout in before heading off to wherever he worked during the day. We stood about the same height and I knew that we were about equal in size otherwise but as every guy does in situations like this one I was mentally grading my chances and they weren't zero but they weren't in my court if you catch my meaning.

As I got closer I began to hear the junk he was spewing in her direction. Calling her a whore and a tramp, telling her she should never have left him the night before and that she would get up and walk out of the party with him right now if she knew what was good for her. And more stuff like that as she was in the process of pulling herself to her knees from where she had fallen only moments before. And as she began to move I found myself fulfilling the role Hollywood had shown so many times before and I even found myself dropping into the role as I walked up to the guy and tapped him on the shoulder and found myself talking.

"I don't think the lady wants to leave yet. Why don't you leave her alone and walk away before someone gets hurt."

Yeah - one too many B movies for this guy at 2 am had given me an overgrown piece of cheesy dialog for this situation. And things went exactly like they did in the movies. He turned around and focussed his full attention on me. I walked over and set my beer down on a small glass table and as I turned around I found him pushing me back against the wall. Feeling his forearm settle over my throat as I was shoved back with the force of a small elephant as I began to realize that I was now in exactly the predictament that most "Good Guys" find themselves in the movies, but this time I had no special training, no weapons and no buddy to step in and save the day. All I had were my wits and they were failing me fast as he cut off the oxygen to my brain. But what little intelligence I had went into high gear. I told you I should have walked away.

"C'mon man - don't be this guy. The one who lets the woman get the best of him. She doesn't want you guy. Hell she turned down every guy in the party - what's the difference. Why ruin your life over a woman who doesn't want you anymore. Walk away and find someone better - beating me up isn't going to help things." I gasped as I stared into his eyes over the thick arm pushing against my throat. The pressure built for a second as my words sunk in. I could hear a pin drop as I waited to see if my words would get through to the bastard pinning me against the wall. Over his shoulder I could see her standing up and stepping back toward a chair as she tried to catch her breath. I only wish I could do the same but her lout boyfriend was still pressing strong.

As I was just about to try to ram my knee into the jerks crotch, I felt the pressure lessen enough for me to take a few shallow breaths until the pressure left my throat and I saw the guy step back. I could see him look over his shoulder at the beauty, then back at me before he reached out and smoothed out my shirt.

"Sorry - I knew I shouldn't have come here tonight. You're right - she's not worth it." Looking back over his shoulder he spat out "Bitch!" as he moved away from us to move through the doors into the party and toward the front door. I could see him part the crowd as he shuffled through the throng of party goers on his way out the door and hopefully out of my life for good. Turning around I found the beauty standing before me, holding a hand to her swelling cheek and reaching toward my throat with her other hand. I felt and saw her trace her fingers over the place where the jerk had shoved his arm against me then step back.

"I think you'll be ok, it's not too red. You ok?" She was the one already swelling at the cheek with a nice red flush, and she was worried about me. Maybe my luck was picking up.

"COUGH. Um, I think so. Nothing broken here - but what about you?" I walked over to the table grabbing my beer and swallowing a deep swig as I moved over to study her reddening cheek.

"I'll be ok. I've been here before, and I'll probably find myself here again sometime else. Being slapped is something the sort of runs in cycles in my life. Seems every guy I date ends up being some type of carbon copy of the jerks before."

I walked over to the tub of beer on ice the hosts had set out here on the balcony and pulled out two fresh beers. Finding a couple of napkins on the table beside the tub I turned back to the beauty and held out a beer toward her.

"I don't drink beer." She replied.

"I figured but the ice is mostly melted and you should get something on that cheek before it swells too much more. " I said as I wrapped the bottle in a couple of napkins and held it softly and carefully against her bruised face. I saw her wince a moment before allowing the cool beer to minister to her injury. I saw the smile come back on her face and into her eyes.

"You were pretty brave or stupid to step in there - I'm not sure which. Most guys don't act the hero around guys like Mike." She said then paused as I opened the new beer and cradling my hand at the small of her back I walked her back over to the other side of the balcony I had come from. Standing there against the railing talking to the beauty I fell back into that cosmic perfect moment. Crisp night air, cold beer, beautiful skyline and now a beautiful woman to share it with. Ok - maybe things were better than when I had been standing here earlier. Of course I also hadn't had a bruised throat and she hadn't been dealing with a swelling hurt face either - but maybe it was sort of the payment for the moment.

Coming back to reality a bit I realized she had said something. I had found myself lost in the moment and so I apologized to her.

"I said my name was Alison. You were the guy who stayed back all night. Sort of the only guy who didn't try to hit on me. Figuratively as well as litteraly it seems." I saw her smile and look down at her feet as she held the cool bottle against her face.

"Guilty as charged, and my name is ....." I replied back. We stood there talking for what seemed like hours but was really just a short time. We moved over and sat on some chairs as we learned more about each other. The love of movies, being from the same town we were in now, having lived near each other for years as we both finished college and started a life in this medium sized city in the midwest. Finding ourselves enjoying the company of each other - even though it took a jerk to bring us together. If he hadn't I would probably have never met Alison, and she would probably have not given this normal working stiff the time of day.

As the time passed I had her pull the bottle away and found the swelling reduced a bit although she would probably have a pretty good bruise the next day. We spent the time doing nothing but smoking cigarettes, drinking and finding ourselves growing closer and closer. At least until it was time to go. We had missed the rest of the party talking to each other but eventually the host came out and coughing a bit to be polite, said "I think you should let him walk you home Alison. He's a good guy and you really should be careful in case Mike decides to check up on you again tonight."

I had forgotten about little ol Mike and I for one didn't want to meet him again anytime soon but I was a good guy and I offered to walk Alison home. Seeing the smile come across her face then leave quickly as if she didn't want to show me how happy she was with the idea of me walking her home. I took it as a good sign as I stood and held my hand out to help her up.

Soon we were walking down the semi quiet but bustling streets of the city at night. The delivery trucks, the people still moving around but a lot more space to move than there ever was during the day. Step by step moving together through the place I loved, the city I had grown up in and now called my home. There was no place I would rather be than right than right there, the beauty next to me, the city surrounding us and the night air crisp on our faces as we moved toward her apartment.

Too quickly we were standing awkwardly in front of her apartment. Kicking our feet I was wondering if I should make a move so soon after meeting the beauty. Thinking back to a movie I had seen I realized she was playing with her keys - an event that one of the main characters had said meant she was finding excuses to spend more time with the guy. So I stepped forward and caressed her non-injured cheek while I leaned down and settled a soft kiss against her lips.

I slowly pulled my lips off and paused for a sec staring into the eyes of this beauty before she reached up and pulled at the back of my head and planted her lips back on mine, kissing me hard. I felt her tongue shoot out and her arms enfolded me in her grasp. I let my arms settle around her pulling her against me as we explored each other and the kiss between us. Breaking it for air I stepped back a step to grasp her hands in mine and to smile like a little kid, embarrassed to be caught staring at the beautiful girl for the first time. I saw her look at the door then back at me.

"Would you come up and check the apartment for me. Mike still has a key and I wouldn't want to walk in and find him waiting for me." I simply nodded and held my arm out to the side waiving her forward into the building. She unlocked the door and we stepped inside the vestibule. Off to the side the rows of mailboxes sat across from the elevator to the upper floors. We walked over and pressed the button, two young romantics holding each others hand as we waited for the elevator to arrive and open.

Her hand felt warm and soft in mine as the bell dinged and the doors opened. Moving toward her door I knew she had found an excuse to invite me up. Mike had left the party in a way that spoke volumes, the odds of him being upstairs was slim at best. Almost nil, but I wasn't going to walk away from the beauty now, not after everything that had happened, and the time we had spent growing closer tonight. Plus the kiss had woken more than my chivalrous nature.

Ding went the bell as the doors opened on her floor. Following her down the hall I saw her unlock the door but only step aside as she waited for me to go in ahead of her. It was time for me to be the valiant gentleman protecting the fair maiden so I opened the door and walked down the hall as she snapped the lights on. Her apartment was cozy and well decorated. Prints on the walls, soft furniture in the rooms and a nice view through the windows. Moving through the rooms, I saw no sign of the jerk in anything I saw, but I learned plenty about the beauty. LIke her love of houseplants, How she collected art books. How she loved cut flowers in vases in each room. Moving deeper I saw family photos on the wall. Her and her parents, what looked like her and a brother. All little touches of the woman I had just met but was becoming closer to. Each step brought me insight into this beauty until I moved into the bedroom.

The bed shone in the moonlight covered in a down comforter, Darkly stained furniture stood along the edges covered in more photos and knick knacks. The kind of stuff we all have in our bedrooms. The clock radio next to the bed, the dried bouquet of flowers on the wall, the small bathroom off to the side with a large shower in the corner. All the pieces of our lives that go unnoticed to us but seen for the first time tell so much about another person.

"You're all good. No one here but us." I yelled over my shoulder as I stood there looking at the pictures on her dresser. She seemed to be on a beach somewhere walking down the sand.

"I know. Mike doesn't have a key" I heard from right behind me causing me to turn around. As my eyes came around I found my gaze dropping as I found the beauty standing there in nothing but a pair of lace panties. Unnoticed to me she had stripped as she followed me through the apartment - I could see the clothes discarded here and there behind her. I smiled and started to say something when she stepped forward and placed a finger on my mouth.

"Unh uh - Shhhh. Just go with it." I smiled as she stepped back and pulled me toward the bed. She fell back onto the bed as I stood above her slowly removing my clothes until I was down to my boxers then I stepped forward and lay down on top of her. Our lips became locked. Our hands moved over each other, our eyes locked. Each moment better than the previous.

Our hands caressed each other. Mine on her chest exploring her beautiful full breasts. Rubbing her nipples erect, leaning in to nuzzle their bounty as I enjoyed the sensation of her warm skin under my moist tongue. As my mouth moved over her smooth skin I could feel her slip her hands into my boxers. Her slender fingers wrapping around and over my elongating cock. Her hand ministering to my needs and encouraging my movements as I explored her body.

Losing my train of thought, I let my body loose in the moment. Moving my body to lie beside her, enjoying each lick and nibble as I let my hands roam. I feel her hands push me down as she knelt over me before moving to stand beside the bed. I saw her reach down and begin to tug at my boxers, sliding them down exposing my growing cock to the air as she finished slipping the cloth over my ankles and tossing the boxers to the side. Standing over me I stare down seeing her start to play with her panties. Sliding her fingers under the band slipping them side to side as her eyes closed losing herself in some music playing inside her head.

Sitting up I lean out and kiss her smooth belly as my hands grip her panties and start sliding them down over her hips. I can smell her as the panties tug downward before falling to the floor. Slowly my mouth moves, down, down it went to nibble between her legs. Feeling her soft downey hair slide over my face as my hands move to cup her ass, pulling her into me as my mouth explores one of my favorite places on a woman.

Some men feel pleasing the woman he's with is a job, My thought is it's an honor. Each woman is different - different taste, different texture, different pleasure. My hand moves to raise her leg over my shoulder opening her crotch to my mouth. My tongue sliding over her lips and pussy, licking the nectar as I hear her moan above me. Each lick causing her to slide her hips in some ingrained dance of pleasure. Each caress of my cupping hands eliciting a movement, each suck drawing her closer to release. I could tell I was having an effect as I felt her hips move with my motions and her hands playing with my hair,

I found myself lost in her body, my hands moving over the glossy smooth skin, feeling her hands running through my hair as I guided her back to the bed to lie beside me. Moving my mouth back onto her crotch I found myself settling in enjoying each little piece of her as my mouth began to explore her fully. Moving over her body my mouth found each place that brought pleasure, each moment enjoying the feeling of her hands moving over my back until without realizing it I found her screaming in pleasure her crotch pushed against my mouth as I realized she was cumming.

I found myself letting my hands move upward to caress only to find her pushing me away and over onto my back. Soon I began to feel her warm mouth roaming over my chest, her hands rubbing my cock as I closed my eyes to enjoy and let the moment flow. Feeling her slick wet tongue sliding over my belly I realized she had decided to return the favor. Something some guys try to force quicker than most women are ready to offer. But by being the right guy and taking my time, this beauty had decided to offer me something I had pictured earlier tonight when I had seen the beauty - but then again I had thought I had been dreaming then - now I was about to experience the actual event and my cock was aching and ready for it.

Looking down I saw her push her hair behind her ear as she looked up at me leaning back against the pillows and smiled. I grinned as she finished moving down to huddle over me, her hands moving to cradle my cock and balls. Her soft hands moving over them in a dance all their own. The feelings traveling through me as she began to caress and encourage my libido. I could feel her cross her fingers and grab my cock in a two handed grip sliding up and down my shaft as her warm mouth began to lick and suckle my balls. Slowly at first then faster and faster her movements clutched at my cock. Her mouth moved to my head and pulled it inside to lick and let her saliva drip onto my manhood to lubricate her moving hands as my balls began to fill and prepare for an explosion. Minutes passed and her movements changed speed and motion, two hands to one, thumb rubbing the underside of my head as the other rolled my balls between her fingers. Each movement change affected my tightening balls bringing me closer to blowing my seed. Until I realized I had to stop her before I did something that would slow down experiencing the full sexual experience with the beauty. I knew down deep we could build again - but I wanted my first pinnacle to be more than a blowjob. So leaning up I looked down on her bobbing head and told her to stop before I shot my load.

Pulling her up by her shoulders I pulled her to me and our lips locked. Tongues playing, lips slick with saliva as our quickening breath came in gasps, as our hands pulled each other tighter together as if we could become one if we hugged each other tight enough. Soon though I felt her mouth kissing my neck, her hand reaching behind to play with my hair as her other hand reached down to slide my solid hard cock into her pussy.

"Wait - Shouldn't we be using something? Umm - is this safe?" I trusted the beauty but I am no dead beat who would leave her after a great night with trouble and wasn't quite sure I wanted to force her into anything in the heat of the moment.

I saw her chuckle and smile holding the condom up in the moonlight that she must have hidden somewhere on the bed. I laughed and laid back as she reached her hand down to settle the condom over my hard cock. I felt her hand grip my head and slide the latex down over my shaft to prepare it to penetrate her pleasure zone. As it settled fully her hand pulled up to guide my cock into her warm hot slot pushing her hips down over me as I felt each little bit of me slide in until I felt her drop down all the way, her legs settling over my hips. My hands moved to caress her tits as she closed her eyes and her hips began to move. Back and forth she shifted without moving up and down. I closed my eyes and moved my hands to her hips to follow and guide her motion and to steady her hips over mine. I felt her lean down a bit and I sat up to kiss her deeply all the while her hip began moving faster. Pushing at my cock, her pussy clenched it in waves as her speed picked up. Her mouth left mine as her hips moved faster and faster her hands on my chest steadying her balance as she moved to a unspoken rhythm. I felt my body reacting to this beauty riding me harder and harder, pounding her body against mine as I found myself gasping and breathing faster, feeling her movements force my body to react with her.

Looking up I saw a fire in her eyes as she panted, "I want you to cum in me. Then later I want you to take me as you want. But I want to ride you and cum with me. I want you to cum with me Baby - Um - Ah - Um - I'm getting close. Are you close? Cum with me Baby. Please Uhhhh Cum with me."

I simply nodded and moved my hands on her hips to move her faster, bucking my hips in rhythm with her to bring the moment closer. My cock grew as hard as it could as I looked up on her bouncing over me, her tits banging against her chest, her hair wildly strewn around her sweat dripping face as the movements became animal, losing our conscious mind and moving to a place only our bodies could control as our baser instincts took us over. My cock in her pussy, my hands sliding over her beauty, we moved so quickly I could hear the bed bouncing against the wall. The bedsprings squeaking the moonlight bathing the beauty as I began to hear her moaning in time with my grunts. I moved my hands onto her tits pinching her nipples in between my fingers as I felt her hands grip my shoulders, her movements pushing me down as her fingernails bit into the meat of my shoulders.

"I wanna cum Alison - cum with me babe - CUM!" My hips shoved out as her pussy clenched my cock in a tight grip as she came, the tight warm sheath shoved my cock over the edge and my hips bounced as my seed shot. We both lost the moment in the pleasure as our bodies became one, her back arching, my hips pushing away from the bed with her over me as her nails bit deep. The pleasure rode over us in waves as we let it - trying to prolong the moment as long as we could until I felt her fall across my chest breathing deeply as I let my cock soften inside her just holding her against me. I just smiled as I felt the weight of the beauty on top of me. But soon I felt her slide off me to lie next to me.

I thought she was going to lie against me to cuddle but was surprised when she sat up and reached down to my softening cock gripping the condom and pulling it off I felt her warm mouth begin to clean and suckle at my weakened cock, slurping up the remnants of my seed until I was clean only then did I feel her slide up to settle into my arm to cuddle and hold each other after reaching across me to drop the used condom in a wastebasket beside her night-stand. It seemed the beauty was full of more surprises.

I let the moment pass with a surprised smile on my face, a beautiful woman in my arms, and the silvery glow of the moonlight bathing us in it's glow. I felt her settle in and pull at my side with her arm pulling herself closer to me and her leg sliding over my leg. I felt perfect. In fact, earlier I thought I had found a perfect moment standing with a beer, a cigarette and a crisp night breeze on my face. That moment was nothing to what I was feeling right then. I guess maybe being the "Good Guy" has it's pleasures, maybe even something longer than just one night too, at least I was hoping. I felt her lift her head to look as me as she spoke.

"I'm tired but I'm not done with you yet Babe. You haven't pleasured me enough - You'd better enjoy the short nap - I want you to fuck me at least a couple more times tonight lover. You up for it?"

I chuckled - "I'm willing to try Ma'am."

Yep - being the good guy did come with some great fringe benefits if you did it right.

- S -

Story: Tell me What you want...

2005-04-02T01:16:00.000-06:00

We were sitting in her apartment after a long walk home from dinner. The night was young but Sheila was hiding her true feelings - I knew it.

"Tell me what you want."

Sheila looked away and seemed to be ready to walk away. Reaching out I took hold of her chin and turned it toward me until she was looking me in the eye.

"Umm - well - you know.... pleasure."

I shook my head and tsked as I looked deeply into her eyes. "No. You know what you want. You know that deep down in a little place you hide from everyone else - those things you really want. The thoughts you've never told anyone, but we both know there are thoughts hidden that drive your deepest desires and urges. The thoughts that fill your dreams when you're alone."

Sheila became lost in thought for a moment, her eyes losing focus and her breath quickening as my words were whispered into her ear as I held her tight against my chest. I could feel her softening against me as my words took hold.

"Think about all we have together - all we have been through. I'm here to release your inner desires, your inner urges. Let them loose. Spill the thoughts to me so I can make them come true. Tell me what you desire and lets see if we can't make them come true. Doesn't that excite you? The idea of really experiencing your deepest urges in real life instead of only in your dreams?"

Sheila pulled away and stood up walking to the open window. Staring out into the night I could see her thinking about my offer. I saw her look back over her shoulder almost meeting my gaze as I sat waiting. I saw her take a deep breath as she stared through the window.

"Tell me what you want Sheila." I repeated again.

Standing and moving closer to her I simply waited for her to respond.

"Um - well....." I saw her look back and meet my eyes for a moment before she turned away again. Almost as if not meeting my eyes would make things easier to divulge.

"I .... I ..... well.... I want to be taken. I want my man to come up behind me and grab me from behind. I want him to take me like an animal and fuck me like I am nothing more than his prostitute." Sheila took a deep breath before continuing. "I haven't told anyone. I'm such a bad person to have thoughts like those. I'll understand if you want to leave...."

I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders. Leaning down I kissed her on the neck then reached around to fold her in my arms as I moved my lips beside her ear.

"Oh no - I'm not going anywhere beautiful. Is that what you really want?"

Sheila nodded as she kept staring out of the window.

"And what if I told you I was ready to fulfill your desires? Would you want me to fulfill them?" I felt Sheila stiffen for a second then her breath quickened until I saw her head bob in a quick yes.

"I want you to take me."

I pulled her against me for a minute then stepped back until I had a bit of distance between us. "If you get overwhelmed and want me to stop - all you have to do is say red. Otherwise we continue - do you understand? Are you ready?"

I saw her pause for a moment then nod her head.

I pulled my hands off her shoulders and paused for a moment. Then I took a quick step forward and grabbed her around the body and roughly grabbed her tits.

"You little tramp. You've been avoiding me for days but you're mine now." I shoved my hand inside her shirt between a couple of buttons and moved my hand into her bra to grab her firm round breast. I could feel the heat coming from her body as I grabbed her hand and pulled it behind her to settle on my bulging cock. As my hand groped and pulled at her nipple my cock was growing bigger. Pushing her hand against my cock I began to bite her neck and lick against her soft smooth skin. Each moment as my hand massaged her tits her hand moved to grope my cock harder through my pants. I could tell she was getting into this - letting herself fall into the role.

Soon though I spun her around and grabbed the sides of her shirt. Sliding my fingers inside to get a good grip I suddenly pulled hard and split the buttons from the shirt and the shirt ripped away to uncover her beautiful breasts heaving under my attention. I could see the fire in her eyes as I let my own urges loose to feast upon her wants.

"You want my cock you are going to have to get it out on your own you little whore. You want my cock do you?" I waited for her to respond - seeing her lick her lips and stare me in the eyes as her hands reached out to undo my pants and release my cock. As her hands moved I reached out and unsnapped her bra to release her tits. My hands soon were gripping and groping her ample breasts pinching her nipples harshly - eliciting gasps of pleasure to slip through her lips. My hips began to move as her hands lowered my pants releasing my naked cock from my pants.

As my pants fell down I turned a bit and threw Sheila onto the bed as I slid my pants the rest of the way off and stripped off my shirt to stand over my woman naked. Moving forward I knelt over her and reached down to quickly pull her pants off forcibly to get her ready to fuck. And the sight of her slightly scared, breathing hard and her tits bouncing brought my cock to full strength as I moved to grab her arms and shove them above her head. I soon switched my grip of her wrists into one hand as my other hand reached down to grab her panties. Gripping her pussy through her cotton g-string I reached around the band to get a good grip as I suddenly ripped them up and away from her. I could see the fear and passion in her eyes as I moved my hips and gripped my cock in my hand as I rubbed it against her slit.

"You been keeping it from me but now is the time I teach you what you really want. What my cock really feels like in your tight little slit - eh wench? You want me to fuck you?"

"Oh- yes - take me - you bastard. I want your cock even if you are using me. I can't stand it. But you better pay me afterwards. I don't just fuck anyone for nothing. You are going to make this worth my time - at least 100 you dick"

Even though I knew she was playing a bit - I could tell Sheila had let go and was playing the role. And I wanted her to. I wanted to let myself lose control to fuck her with all I had in me - letting my body go as every man wants to fuck. Like an animal I wanted to lose control as the sensation of my cock shoving in and out of her drove me to become animalistic only feeling the motion of my cock sliding into her slit.

Into her snatch my cock moved to pierce her lips. Her breath hissed through her mouth, my cock slickened in her juices, my balls slapping against her ass as my hands grabbed her wrists and held her down as my hips began to move faster and faster. I leaned in and bit her nipple. LIcking her breasts as my cock shoved in and out. Moving our mouths together as she bucked in mock fight as we began to lose ourselves in the fucking. Her panting and screaming in passion, her lips on mine hot and wet as our bodies locked into each other. I felt her legs wrap around my hips pulling my cock deeper inside her as I soon felt her pussy clench around my cock as she leaned in and bit my shoulder drawing blood as her arms whipped around trying to pull away from my grip.

Faster I pounded my cock, pile driving into her body as I felt her stiffen under me as her body locked in an orgasm from my cock. But this only caused me to lose thought and I found my hips shoving harder and harder in between her legs. I had lost control and I wanted to show her who was the man. Who was in control and forcing my cock in this seemingly endless run to passion was my way to show it. My body began to react. My balls tightening as I dripped sweat onto her panting silky smooth body as my cock slid in and out approaching release.

Pumping in and out - pounding her soft pussy, my cock felt natural and locked into her body until I felt my back arch, my balls clench, and my cock plunge as deep as possible as my load shot deep inside my woman. The woman I wanted to pleasure while fulfilling my every urge and desire. And it only made me cum harder and more powerful than I had ever cum before.

A pull and a push, a plunge and a pause, as my cock lost the rest of my cum in her body until we collapsed on top of each other. We found ourselves lost in each other. But as the moment passed I released her wrists and rolled off beside her. We both panted as covered in sweat we just let the moment hang between us until I felt the bed move and saw her pull herself up onto an elbow. Looking into my eyes I saw her swallow deeply then lean in to softly kiss me on the lips and lay her head on my chest.

I felt her breast pushing into my side, her soft cheek against my chest and my arm draped over her back. I pulled her close as she fell asleep in my arms - but only after saying,

"Thank you. I think we both needed that."

A bit much - but it felt right when she said it between us.

- S -

Valentines Day

2005-02-14T03:32:00.000-06:00

Happy Valentines Day dear readers. Thought you all deserved a bit of Love from the ol' Sensual to keep you and your dear loved ones warm. Enjoy this little story I cooked up for you. Slightly different style than normal. Hope you all like it - I think at least one of you dear readers will really enjoy it. Anyone willing to comment - feel free to chime on in - Sensual loves feedback.

Happy V Day to you all -

Valentines Day

It started a long time ago. We have been dating for years but only recently have we been talking about marriage and taking things to the next level. Susan had been my best friend for much longer than my lover - but I had no idea how I would survive without her around. She is the best part of my life and I love her for it. But I am getting away from the point of my little tale here.

Today is Valentines Day and I thought I might share a little story of what Valentines Day is like around Susan.

Many Men believe that skimpy lingerie and candy are perfect gifts for their woman on V-Day. Not me. Don't get me wrong - some women actually go for the tried and true gifts for V-Day.

Me - I like to think a bit more, Hmmmm - shall we say exotic. I spend as much time as I can listening and trying to find something new and interesting each year. Candlelight picnic dinners. Moonlight swims in the ocean of the Caribbean. Diamond earrings while taking a carriage ride sipping Champaign. Candy and Flowers are too mundane for my love. But this year has been an interesting challenge.

I didn't want Susan to think I was off my usual, so I had been thinking for months about something special and different. And after a little fun we had with some friends a few months ago playing a truth or dare game where Susan had told everyone about a fantasy she had not been able to experience as of yet - i knew I had my Valentines Day gift for her.

The preparation started a while back but for Susan it started last week. I know her boss and he has been a great friend to Susan and I in the past. So I called him up and got him to allow me into her office after hours to leave a little package for her. I can picture her coming into work and walking to her desk to start the day and seeing the little box on her blotter all wrapped with a red bow. I can see her sitting down and untying the ribbon and sliding the top of the box off to find a key. Tied to the key is a tag simply saying "You will need me next week." I can see her smile and grin light the office. And I sure remember the grilling I got that night about what the key was for. But I never broke - even after she tried to butter me up with a bit of - shall we say - intimate maneuvers.

A couple of days later another box - this time with a couple of silk scarves. Again a note - "You will need these next week." By now she knew that I was not going to tell her anything - so she simply told me she liked the scarves and was looking forward to next week. I love this woman and how she can get into our little games.

As Valentines Day comes - I have one final box on her desk waiting for her. This time it is bigger and it has a big note on the top - "DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 5PM". I can only hope that Susan can play along and wait. I have been planning this for months and if she plays along - I think she will enjoy it.

The end of the day comes and Susan opens the box. Inside is a leather bustier, Silk ankle length skirt, black silk g-string panties, and heels. I had spent hours finding similar garments in her closet that would give me proper measurements to order the right items. I knew that if I had done my work right they would fit her perfectly.

Beneath the clothes is a note -
"Happy Valentines Day Beautiful - Please put on the clothing in the garage at home and enter the house dressed in your first gift of the night. I hope you will enjoy the others I have waiting for you. Kiss. "

I can picture her smile and mind begin to turn. I can see her shut off her computer and gather everything under an arm and head off for her car. Soon she is driving toward me her hand sliding into the box she has left on the passenger seat next to her. I can see her hand sliding over the smooth leather and silk. I can smell the leather scent invade the car as she drives closer to home until she opens the garage door and pulls in shutting the garage door as she climbs from the car. Her movements casually charged as she strips on the blanket I left in the front of the garage - loosing the business attire she wears each day for the garments I had so carefully picked for her. The feel of the tight clothing hugging each curve, caressing her body in ways only leather and silk can. I have been waiting - dressed in black pants, a white shirt and loafers.

As she walked through the door I was waiting in the kitchen with a single rose standing behind a candlelit dinner all prepared and waiting for her. All her favorite foods, her favorite wine, her favorite dessert. All according to plan. We talked - we drank wine, she never asked about her outfit, or mine, or what was to come next. She knew I had more planned. As the night wore on we moved from the kitchen to the living room. I had prepared it well. Candles were quickly lit, a fire blazing in the fireplace and a fresh bottle of wine. Everything was perfect and according to plan.

Susan looked beautiful as she sat there on the floor in front of me. We talked and enjoyed the wine as we enjoyed each others company. But after awhile I stood up and walked over to a darkened corner. There I picked up a box and a letter I had sitting waiting out of sight. I walked back over and knelt in front of her holding the box out to her. As she took it I moved back and sat on the floor in front of her and waited as she opened the letter.

"S -
You are the only woman I feel comfortable around. The only one I can be myself with. You have opened up parts of me that I never knew I had. I can't think of anyone I would ever want to share the experiences we have had before with. Tonight I hope I can give a piece of me back to you. Open the box and enjoy as I know you have always wanted to experience this - I think you will enjoy it as much as I will in giving it to you."

I saw her eyes glisten and her body soften as she looked at me and smiled as she set the letter to the side and went to open the box. As she looked at the inlaid antique box I had bought a month ago I saw her grin as she realized that the box was locked and needed a key to open. I just smiled as she "humph"ed and stood to go get the key I had sent her last week from her purse.

Laughing she returned and sat back down in front of me with the box. Sliding and turning the key in the lock, the top popped open and I watched as she opened the box fully and looked inside. Inside I had laid a note card. Attached to the card by another ribbon was another key.

On the card was handwritten - "Take me, the scarves, and the key to our bedroom." Her look and smile was more than enough to tell me she was liking where we were going with this. I saw her stand in the leather outfit, move over and hold out her hand. I took it and followed her up the stairs to our bedroom. As she pushed open the door more candles that I had lit right after dinner shone over the room. The bed was turned down and laying on the pillows were a dozen roses - 11 red and 1 white. In front of that was another envelope. Smiling I saw her look back at me. I simply shrugged and motioned over at the bed. Taking my hint she walked over and picked up the envelope. Inside was another note - this one took her by surprise as I intended but quickly brought a smile to her face.

"Remember that night we were playing the game. The one night I know of where you told a fantasy I had never heard. The night you told us you have always wanted to have a man do whatever you say. A man you can order around? Well - I thought you deserved to enjoy your fantasy. So tonight I am yours. Body and Soul. Use me as you wish. I am your man. Tell me to go get the next box then enjoy the night. The scarves are if you want them to tie me up, for the rest see what I have in the box."

Setting the note and envelope onto the bookcase beside her, I see Susan turn to me - "Get the box. Now." I smiled as I hurried to retrieve the box from the guest bedroom. Inside were a number of items I had collected over the years for my enjoyment and the enjoyment of my women. Susan knew about my "Toy-box" and how it had plenty of things in there to please a woman - and I knew she would find a few things for her enjoyment tonight.

Moving back into the room I set the box on the bed in front of her and then moved back to stand at the foot of the bed. I saw her slide the key in the lock and open the chest. Inside laid out carefully were all kinds of sensual items. I saw Susan pause and consider before she turned and looked over at me.

"Strip for me boy. Now."

I smiled and moved quickly to appease my Mistress. Unbuttoning my shirt slowly I moved my hips in a sensual dance for her until the shirt slipped off my shoulders and was set on a chair. Quickly I lost my pants in the same dance until I stood before her in only my boxers. "Stop - leave those on for a bit. Now come over here and undress your mistress."

I moved across the room and began to unbutton the bustier - I had bought one with at least 20 little buttons on the front. Each little button released a small portion of the garment and opened it down the front. I let my mouth kiss each little bit of skin as it appeared before me down her chest. My fingers worked at each button as my mouth caressed her soft skin. Soon I had the bustier open and I slid it off her shoulders and set it carefully on the chair. Turning around I saw her place a foot on the bed, the silk skirt slit on each side slid between her legs showing off her silky thigh. Moving over I knelt down and removed first one shoe, then as she pivoted around me and placed the other foot on the bed, I removed the other shoe. Caressing her foot I ran my hands up her calves and massaged them as my hands moved toward her thighs. But before I could continue I felt her grab my hair and pull my eyes to hers.

"Did I tell you to do that?"

"No - Mistress. I am sorry Mistress."

"Good Boy. Now lose the boxers." I stood and slipped my boxers over my erect cock and let them slide to the floor. I stopped there knowing that I was to wait for her.

Standing there beside the bed I let my eyes focus on the wall behind her as she moved toward me. I was loving each minute of agony as she moved behind me running a hand over my back, then my ass, then as she moved around to stand in front of me again I felt her hand slide over my hip and grab my cock. I felt her begin to jack my cock and play with my balls. I closed my eyes as her hand brought my pleasure higher. "Do you like that boy?" "Yes Mistress I do."

"Use your mouth to play with my tits boy, if you are good I might just keep jacking you off."

I smiled as I leaned over to take one of her nipples into my mouth. Rolling it over my tongue, I bathed it and licked at it. Moving my mouth around on her tit was enjoyable. I knew she loved it when I did that and so I moved over and repeated the process to her other breast. As I worked at her tits I felt her jack me for a bit until moving her hands up to pull at my head. Minutes passed as I worshiped her tits and made love to them as a good slave would.

"Stop. Go get the scarves." I smiled and went to retrieve them. "Move the box." I set the box on the floor at the foot of the bed and returned to my Mistress. "Good boy. Now turn around." As I turned - I felt her run her hands down my arms and pull my wrists together. Soon one of the scarves was tied around my wrists and I felt her tug at her handiwork. Moving my arms I could tell she had done a piss poor job of tying them. I could pull out anytime I wanted but decided to play along.

Spun around I was pushed onto my back on the bed. I leaned back against the pillows and waited. I saw her staring at me on the bed. Her tongue slipped out and caressed her ruby lips as I waited. Suddenly she climbed onto the bed and sitting on top of me she leaned down and kissed me long and hard. Her tongue shooting out into my mouth and caressing my tongue. This had to be one of the hottest kisses she had ever given me. I think the whole Mistress thing had been a great choice. She took her time kissing me. Moving her hands over my tied up body until I saw her turn around and slide her pussy toward my face. "Eat me. Make it good Boy."

I saw her settle her pussy in perfect distance away from my mouth making it easy to lean forward to nuzzle at her pussy. Tongue licking, nose separating her lips, lapping at her, nibbling her clit, biting her thighs, everything a tied up man could do - I did to her pussy, causing her to moan and rock her hips as my movements worked at her pussy. Minutes passed as we approached an hour, my mouth got tired as I lost count of how many times I think I brought her to an orgasm. But my woman was happy and this was her night so I fought through being tired and just kept going trying to please her.

Eventually she rolled off and decided to torture me. Her mouth began to work over my body. Licking, nibbling, sucking my nipples, playing with my balls, sliding my cock into her mouth, running her hands over my body - her exquisite torture worked over my body until my hips were sliding, my eyes were shut, and I was begging her to let me cum.

"Mistress - I want to cum. May I cum? Please?"

I saw her smile a devious smile as she rolled her hips over mine and slammed her tight wet sopping pussy over my rock hard cock. It had been difficult to hold off earlier, now it was even worse. Her pussy gripped my cock as I stared at her moaning and writhing over me. Her tits bouncing, her hair thrown back as she rocket her hips back and forth over my cock. "You ready my good little boy?"

"Oh - yes Mistress. Let me cum. "

I saw her smile, and move faster as she enjoyed each movement - until I heard her begin to scream my name and order me.

"CUM. NOW. Cum for your Mistress. CUM!"

I didn't wait any longer and let go - my cum shot hard, I could feel my balls boiling and I knew that I had never shot as much cum as I did right then. Bam, Bam, Bam went my cum. My hips bounced and shoved against her as she continued to rock and roll over me panting and moaning. The moments seemed like and eternity as I lost track in the moment of passion until I felt her fall against me and roll off me. Finally I opened my eyes to the world and tried to catch my breath. Looking over at my beauty I rolled over and pulling my hands out of the scarf and rolled back to hold her close to me.

Holding her close - I pulled her to me as we both drifted off just enjoying the moment together. Seeing the smile of contentment on her face and the erotic energy moving through me - I knew this had been one of the best Valentine's Days I or she had ever had.

Drinking and Carousing...

2005-02-04T00:35:00.000-06:00

Ah the fun of being on the road - seeing old friends that I only get to see once or twice a year. We normally only see each other at industry events like the one I am at. Something about being away from home and hearth that allows us all to let our hair down a bit and enjoy a bit of adult beverages and the company of old friends is so much fun.

Now while I am sitting there getting intoxicated with old friends - it doesn't mean I am not still thinking erotic and Sensual Thoughts. Nope. Nada. Un Uh. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Negative. I think I would have to be really sick and in bed or dead to not have erotic thoughts - but that shouldn't surprise any of you.

BTW - Sensual is a bit intoxicated tonight. Not enough to have trouble typing or finding his way back to his ol Hotel room for the night - but enough that ol S knows that he is enjoying life a bit more than normal. GRIN.

Anyone wanna come drink with ol Sensual. You better bring the alcohol cause the bar is shut down here.

Anyway - ol Sensual has a few thoughts for you wonderful compadres on the ol Internet.

1. Women - I know you know this - but you are so mean when you dress provocatively when intoxicated men are going to be around. And nope - I am not talking about something really risque. I am talking about the tighter body suits, or the form fitting shirts, or even a simple dress button down shirt. (For those who might not be on the same wavelength - most men - or at least Me - connect a button down dress shirt on a beautiful woman to images of a woman dressed only in that while lounging around the guys apartment after a wonderful session of sex. I have heard too many women talk about how comfortable the shirts can be - especially if it is stolen from their guy's closet and it is just about all they have to wear. You know you do it - and while I am not complaining too harshly - why do you do it to us women? Hmm?

2. There is nothing like a long haired woman. It doesn't have to be Crystal Gayle down to your ass length - even a woman with hair over her shoulders is plenty long enough. I can't help thinking about running my hands through it - feeling the silky smoothness sliding through my fingers as I decide how many times to run my hands through before grabbing it and pulling your head back to expose your throat to my mouth and sweet kisses. And while we are there - is there nothing as Sensual as the thought of a woman's throat exposed, her breasts heaving from the passion of having a man holding you in his arms, your hair pulled to open your throat and us laying sweet nibbles and kisses along your smooth soft kissable skin. I can feel you in my arms right now.

3. There is nothing sexier to me than an intelligent woman. Maybe it is because I have not found the right intelligent woman to spend the rest of my life with - but I can't help but to get excited thinking about the fun an intelligent woman and I could have together. So each time i find a woman who is obviously intelligent and can carry on a wonderful conversation and more - I can't help but envy the man she is with or wonder what fucking her would be like. I love the idea - and BTW there are so many intelligent women here - it is too much.

Anyway - ol S has to be up bright and early boys and girls - but I wanted to drop you this fun little note to let you know I was thinking about you - Hope as many of you as possible are getting some Sensual type sex - Sensual sure isn't here at this conference - but I am certainly running on all erotic cylinders.

Until next Bat Time - Same Bat Channel.

- S -

Status Update

2005-02-02T10:37:00.000-06:00

I am still on the road traveling for business but I had a few extra minutes between some meetings and decided to give you all a little treat of some things I have been thinking about on the trip.

I may or may not get time to post again until I get home - but I do have a reasonable internet connection in my room. So I will be checking email and such each night and might post something later.

Have a good week and enjoy the new story below. I hope you all like it.

- S -

On the Road

2005-02-02T10:30:00.000-06:00

There's nothing stranger than being on the road and meeting people that you will more than likely never meet again. It seems like my mind steps up in it's erotic thoughts. I find myself meeting new people and my thoughts quickly turn to what it would be like to have an amazing encounter while on the road traveling. Want a sample of one of these little thoughts? I knew you would - I would expect nothing less from my devoted readers.

Last night I found myself riding an elevator with a beautiful brunette. She happened to be a bit shorter than me, nicely dressed in business attire, her hair coifed, a folio in her arms and a pair of thin frame glasses perched on her nose. I was on the elevator when she got on and my eyes quickly took her in, noticing her "girl next door" body and found my body reacting just thinking about her. I should explain that a "Girl Next Door Body" is a woman who is not a runway model, not a perfect specimen - more she is a woman who takes care of herself but probably would complain to you about how she does not look good and should not be put on a pedestal. Of course many of us men could care less if you aren't perfect physically, we certainly are having the same thoughts as many women do - and we are just looking for someone who can be a caring and erotically charged woman to share our lives, or at least a night together with - but we are hoping for longer too. So that said I sometimes find myself attracted to the "girl next door" more than a perfect specimen. So when this beautiful woman entered the elevator with me - my antenna perked up as well as other parts of my body.

My eyes followed her tiny hand as it gracefully reached up to punch in another floor. Making small talk we realized that we were in the hotel for different events. My mind quickly thought about what it would have been like to have asked this beauty to have a drink with me, maybe dinner and see what would have happened after that. Of course I didn't ask her - I had already arranged to meet with a few others at the same meeting I am at - and she appeared to have plans also - but imagining what it might be like is always a fun past time of mine and just about any man I know - probably you women also. Taking stock of the people around me (and probably you too) to populate my dreams and fantasies is a normal occurrence - and this women definitely will stay there for many days to come.

I can picture her now - walking ahead of me into my hotel room - the flimsy little plastic card being dropped onto the coffee table of the suite I am in as she moves comfortably into the room. She is looking around checking the room - as we all do - to see if the room is any different than the one she is in elsewhere in the hotel. She turns and smiles tentatively as she turns back to me. I offer her a soda pop or a beer from the mini-bar and she smiles and shyly says she is fine. I motion her over to the couch in the living room are of the suite and we settle on the couch. Inane small talk continues from the dinner we have just come back from. Her smile brightens her entire face as she tells me a funny story about her growing up. Her eyes shine as she makes fun of herself - my own smile coming easily to my face as I listen to this really funny story. We laugh together as she finishes. An uncomfortable silence fills the space between us. I pause then reach up to caress her face and shift the hair out of her eyes. At the touch of my hand on the side of her face her eyes close and her head leans into my hand. I see her lips purse and her tongue slides out and licks at her lips as her eyes open. Suddenly she is leaning forward grabbing the back of my head as she pulls me into a tight passionate kiss.

Her hands grope at my shirt, pulling at the buttons as I have been pushed back against the couch. Her hands move over my body as my own eventually break out of the surprise of her movements and start pulling her blouse out of her skirt and begin rubbing over her smooth skin. Our breath comes quicker as both our bodies react to having the passion begin to ignite. Soon we are pulling at each others final bits of clothing as we stumble to the bed - a line of clothes running across the suite in a straight line. I find myself thrown back onto the bed - her feminine beauty standing over me as I just watch as she rubs her hands over her body in an erotic dance to music in her head. I am captivated as this beauty moves to straddle my hips and as she leans down she tucks a stray bit of hair behind an ear as she begins to nibble and lick, suck and caress her way across my body. My cock begins to respond pushing up against her body as she moves lower and lower until I see her tuck her hair again and drop her mouth over my cock.

Her warm lips pull at my cock as her soft hands caress and kneed at my balls as she begins to make love to my cock. I can see her eyes staring back at mine full of lust with my cock inside her slick mouth. I move my hands to her hair - enjoying the feeling of her bobbing faster and faster up and down on my manhood as my finger run through the silky smoothness. But as she continues to bob I realize I want her now. I want to taste her pussy as I feel her minister to my cock - so I pull her off forcefully and lead her to stand as I stand in front of her - my hand still gripping her hair strongly as I pull her to me in a kiss as I roughly begin to feel her body under my hand.

Her tits, her belly, her back, her pussy. I run my hands all over her feeling her smooth skin slide under my hand like silk. Her mouth - hot and warm - on mine as I control her with my hand wrapped in her hair - playfully sucks and nips at my lips. I can tell this minx is a real handful in bed and I am going to enjoy this. Soon though I pull her away from me and push her back to the bed. I move her so she is lying against the pillows and I kneel beside her allowing my cock to hang loose as I settle my mouth onto her body. Her neck, her ears, her beautiful breasts, her legs, her thighs, soon all are licked and sucked as she begins to jack my cock. Her hands feel amazing as I let my mouth explore her body until I find my lips wrapped around her clit, licking and sucking at her slit as her hand jacks my cock in ever increasing speed. Looking back up at her I see her eyes locked on mine as I pause - immediately I hear - "Get your fucking mouth back on my pussy. Don't you dare stop now." I am always willing to take orders from a woman - especially one caressing and jacking my cock.

My mouth drops back onto her rough pubic hair and onto up and down her slick slit. Her juices flow - her breath speeds - her hand jacks - her moans start as I work to bring this beauty to release. Minutes pass as I lose myself in her beauty and womanly treasures. Slipping my tongue between her lips to pull at her opening, my hands massaging her clit, running up and down her thighs with my tongue as my hands begin to poke and slip between her pussy to begin plunging in and out in a pale impersonation of my cock. Her hands slip from my cock as she grabs at the bedspread as her back arches and I hear her telling me how good I am and that if I even think of stopping she will kill me. I always love a woman who knows how to encourage me.

Soon I feel her slipping around under me as the orgasm approaches. I double my efforts and easily push her over the top - locking her up in a throw of passion that surprises me in it's intensity. Her hips buck, her screams echo through the room, her hands pull at my head to settle me even tighter with my mouth over her clit and my hands deep in her slit. I revel in the result I have been able to give her - and as soon as she begins to settle from the top I feel her pull me off her, throw - and I do mean throw - me over on the bed, a condom placed on the night stand by me slid over my length and have her almost jump onto my cock as she revels in the high still racing through her from the orgasm to ride my cock roughly.

As her hips shove themselves roughly over my hips in a speed that amazes me - I find her hands pulling mine to her tits and told to be rough with her. I can certainly oblige her as this passionate being fucks me hard herself. Soon I am pinching nipples, spanking her writhing ass and pulling at her hips on top of mine. Her pussy clenches at my cock as she begins to almost milk it for each little feeling it can cause slid so deeply inside her. My cock filling her pleasure cavity in a continuous repeat of insertion and pulling out that gains in speed and intensity for each minute we stay attached.

I see her hair flying, her tits bouncing, and the sounds of passion coming louder as this beauty begins to utter the dirtiest language I have ever heard from a woman. It is all working - I can feel my cock getting closer, my balls tightening, my breath quickening and I can feel myself losing conscious thought as my body takes over. I begin to tell her to make me cum, that i am close and she better finish this right. My own language turing to control and similar language as I get closer and closer. As I am just about over the top i feel her jump off me, grab my cock and rip the condom off only to plunge it deep inside her mouth as she begins to deep throat my cock.

I explode. Again. And Again. I feel her hair slide over my skin as her mouth stretches around my cock, her swallowing causing my cock to spasm and shoot stream after stream, which she gulps down. She moves up and down my cock, caressing and milking my balls for every ounce of cum I can shoot. I find her licking and cleaning my cock as I soften until she pulls off and slides up to lay against me with an arm draped across my chest. Both of us content and lost in the pleasure as we just lie there feeling the moment and the other so close beside until we fall asleep.

END.

By the way - that's from one encounter in an elevator for 30 seconds - imagine what I would do if I got to see her every day? Ah - I love the female form.

- S -

A traveling I will go....

2005-01-31T22:39:00.000-06:00

As I warned in a previous post I will be on the road traveling for business this week. I may have access to the internet while traveling but that is not guaranteed. Enjoy a semi quiet week without me around - I should be back sometime this weekend or early next week.

Enjoy -

- S -

Rules of Soft Core Porn

2005-01-31T01:46:00.000-06:00

I was relaxing this weekend and realized that I was chuckling over something funny in a soft core porn I was watching - I think it was that the position I was watching was one that when I looked closely I realized that either he was REALLY well endowed or there was no way he was actually inserted inside her. So I decided to post a few of Sensual's Rules of Soft-core Porn. Comment with any that I forget to list. This might be part one of many - or a one time thing. All depends on if I think of more later. Enjoy - and let me know if I forgot anything.

- S -

Rules of Soft - Core Porn

1. If made in the 70's Cheesy Jazz or Bass driven Soft Rock a must
2. Anytime two couples interact within the same house or camp ground they are required to either:
a. Switch partners
b. Watch each other have sex
3. Women always wear matching underwear
4. Men always have a 6-pack or at least a 4 pack
5. Houses always have names like Passion Cove
6. Anytime old lovers meet they either:
a. Fuck like they never broke up
b. Are mortal enemies
c. Set the other one up with the love of their lives
7. Anytime a couple tries a position - they always insert things on the first try
8. A couple of glasses of wine will get the couple ready for sex - no matter how bad their day has gone
9. Sex never requires a visit to the bathroom, troublesome minutes of trying to get the condom on - or any protection at all (BTW their HardCore cousins are much better at least at showing condom usage - Always perform Safe Sex - ALWAYS!)
10. Total Strangers with a bit of setup will always feel fine having sex on the first date
11. Depending on the production company - Some feel that a blowjob for the guy is never a part of sex or it is the main course that the woman MUST perform before any actual penetration occurs
12. No anal sex
13. No toy usage
14. No bondage
15. No Couple is ever mad at each other - unless the plot requires it to get a main character to sleep with another person
16. If a group of people are in a house together - at least one couple will make love, the others will make love watching the other couple and probably the two women will decide that now is the time to become lesbians and get it on - usually with the guys watching.
17. Every couple who used to be High School Sweethearts will leave their partners for the previous Sweetheart
18. Every woman only wears sexy lingerie - no everyday underwear for them or anything white unless it is filmy and sensual
19. All guys can fuck standing up as well as the women
20. If outside - no one will ever come down that trail, out into the backyard, or around the corner of the building
21. All homes have a jacuzzi tub in the master suite, a hot tub out back and probably either an ocean, mountain or desert view
22. The wife of the Corporate Executive will either
a. Find her husband fucking his secretary / assistant
b. Run off with his Secretary / Assistant
c. Fuck her Husband before her leaves with his / her Secretary / Assistant
d. All of the above
23. Everyone knows the local Brothel's Madame and she is a hot woman who has worldly charms and can make anyones sex life perfect given a couple of days
24. Every room comes with plenty of candles
25. Sex on a staircase is perfectly all right and comfortable
26. No one is never too cold or too hot when making love - the environment is always perfect for sex
27. Everyone who has sex in Soft Core Porn lives somewhere in Southern California
28. No one is ever self conscious around their partners - Lights on always
29. Every man has a cock - we just never get to see it
30. In some relationships - the woman's pubic hair has to be covered at all times (Her hand, his hand, sheets, whatever)
31. If a main character is an innocent (Newcomer to So. Cal, virginal, etc.) they always give it up if kissed just right.
32. No one ever has kids or some work related thing that bugs them while they are trying to have sex - unless one of the characters is a Corporate Exec, the assistant / secretary or is somehow working with or for another character
33. Every couple is 90% of the time same race and language (White / White, Black / Black, etc.) Rarely inter-racial
34. 99% of the time the women are at least a C cup if not a D
35. The only positions available to couples are - Missionary, Man Behind, Woman riding facing the Man, Woman riding facing Away, Side by Side behind, And oral sex but you never get to see the man or woman's privates
36. No hair pulling
37. Couples mad at each other always forgive the other in minutes if there is sex to be had
38. Couples have sex wherever and whenever they can
39. Couples have sex either
a. every night
b. Morning and Night
c. Never until they are in the right place
d. All of the above in the same movie
40. Brothel Madams or Dating Agencies always find the right partner for a character to date - they may be wrong for a long term relationship but they always have sex to try it out first.
41. Guys are always buff and ready to fuck - no viagra here
42. Cop Characters always have sex with the main suspect(s) before they know for sure whether or not they did the crime
43. Murdered Characters always leave a video tape of someone having sex or are videotaped having sex before or during being killed
44. In a Mystery Soft Core porn - someone always is going to receive lots of money from the will - and they are hated by the family because they were probably fucking the dead person for their money
45. Any woman (alone) watching another couple having sex - whether in person or on video - must masturbate
46. Any woman in a tub has to end up masturbating
47. Any woman taking a shower has to end up masturbating in the shower
48. No one can take a shower alone if there is a partner of the opposite or same sex available to take a shower with them (The Save Water Rule)
49. No one can be in a hot tub with another person without sex happening
50. No one can be sun bathing without going topless or all nude at some point
51. No one can be on a beach with another person without sex happening
52. Every character is a wonderful cook
53. Every meal is a candlelit meal
54. Every apartment with two women living together is a place where the women are partners and the single guy across the hall fucks either one or both of the women at some point in the movie
55. A large percentage of the characters are either:
a. Corporate Execs
b. Housewives who are not satisfied with their sex life
c. Secretary / Assistants
d. Writers
56. If there is a Pool Boy or Gardener - the Housewife is probably having erotic dreams or actual sex with them while their husbands are fucking the Secretary / Assistant
57. The houses are mansions, they have pools and hot tubs, and never need to be cleaned - unless that service character is necessary for a sexual encounter
58. Women are never having their period when it is time for sex
59. Flowers and a couple glasses of wine will get any woman in bed
60. Men are always experts at sex
61. Men and Women are Psychic - They always know what their partner wants for wonderful sex
62. Women always have tattoos
63. No position is off limits to either partner
64. Men always love to give cunnilingus
65. Women always love to give blowjobs
66. Both partners always cum
67. Every partner is limber
68. Everyone is horny
69. Sex is perfect every time.

Runners Paradise

2005-01-30T01:32:00.000-06:00

Another story for my devoted fans - including a certain Runner I know. I hope you all enjoy it. It is a bit longer than normal on the buildup but I think the detailed beginning is well worth the wait for the climax of the story. Comment away and let me know what you think.

- S -

Runners Paradise -

As he moved down the path the seconds ran together to become minutes as his feet pounded over the rough white gravel path. The trail was his favorite place to lose himself after a long day at the office - and today had been a long one at that.

Each day at work seemed to be a chore - but when you spend long hours working at a job you love - it isn't so bad. On the other hand when you work for a service company the hours sometimes weren't as bad as having to deal with the customers. That's what drove him out here to get a run in after such a long day. Just letting his mind go as he lost himself in the music blaring through the earphones connected to his iPod.

As his feet hit the ground it seemed like every step released a small bit of the built up stress of the day - and it felt good. The sweat running over his working man face, the wind through his hair, the sun shining down from the approaching sunset. Damn if he hadn't needed this.

As his mind cleared, his focus pulled back from where it had been - lost in the haze of a long day and came back to the world surrounding him as he ate the distance over the trail. Soon his eyes began to study the trail surrounding him. The tree canopies floating over his head, the wildflowers coating the banks of the berms surrounding the trail, the white gravel ribbon stretching ahead of him as he ran forward. As his mind cleared his eyes lifted to see someone running ahead of him. Without knowing it his speed had set him on pace to catch up and pass her.

As he ran he couldn't help but find his eyes roaming over the lithe form running ahead of him. Her long brown hair pulled into a long braid running between her shoulder blades, bouncing with every step she took. Her arms swung in time with her movements in a way only another runner would recognize - this was not some Soccer Mom out for her evening jog - this was a woman who had spent long periods of time covering long distances in search of the perfect run. His eyes settled down onto her ass in the skimpy runners shorts then past its beauty to her tan gorgeous legs. This woman was built - and in ways that grabbed his attention.

As he let his pace move him closer to her, he could tell she had heard him coming up behind her. Almost imperceptibly she had quickened her pace - which only emboldened him to pass this beautiful woman - he had never shied away from a race before and today was not going to be the first time.

Soon his speed had brought him up beside her. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her shift her head to the side to check him out - he must have passed the test as he also caught sight of a tiny smile appear on her lips. Soon he found himself running beside her rather than passing - it had been a long time since he had found someone who could keep up with his pace - and this beautiful woman was certainly keeping up with him. Step by step, they matched each others paces until they came to the road.

The trail they were running on was one built on the outskirts of the city and was built on an abandoned railway line. Part of the beauty of the trail was that it intersects a number of the main roads. It made pacing the distances easier and every once in awhile he found it fun to shoot off onto the side of the road and feel some asphalt under his shoes. As they approached the road he found the woman beside him slowing her pace pulling to a slow jog then a quick walk as they got to the road. Looking over he saw her reach up and check her pulse as he stopped and stretched out his hamstrings - age was coming on and moving up on him - but the running kept it at bay and left him feeling young every time he hit the road. Looking over he found the beauty looking back at him.

"Run here often?" He chuckled as he asked. Obviously it must have been better than it sounded because she smiled.

"Sometimes - when I need to clear my head. You?"

"Every time I need to calm down after work - which is usually most days. But I haven't been lucky to have run into you before - I would remember. You have a great pace - seems like you could do this for hours."

Beautiful white teeth smiled back at him as she replied - "Among other things I can do for hours."

He chuckled and dropped his head as he laughed - shaking his head he took a quick glance at her beautiful form. Beautiful brown eyes, stunning breasts, gorgeous smile and a pair of eyes he could see himself getting lost in- overall exactly his type of woman. A woman who could keep up with him on a run and seemed to be interested in more.

"Want to have dinner with me tonight? I seem to find myself eating alone more than I like these days. Your choice - I'll buy."

Smiling an even bigger smile he thought she was going to turn him down. Then she shyly replied - "Well - I hadn't figured out what I was going to do for dinner yet either. The trouble with cooking for one, eh? Hmm. Nope - I'll race you - first one back to the trailhead has the loser pay. Deal?" Holding out her hand she stepped toward him on her gorgeous runners toned legs.

He smiled as he thought about it. Then taking her shapely hand in his and shaking it - all he said was "Deal."

Turning around and starting to walk up the trail he looked over at her looking back and chivalrously waved his hand as if to have her lead. Soon he found her picking up the pace and he sped up himself. Step by step - moment by moment their speed built - neither wanting to give too much away but neither willing to back down. Faster and faster they sped until both were moving at full speed - the sweat pouring off their bodies as they moved closer to the trailhead. As they ran his mind turned to how much this strange woman excited him sexually. Her beauty, her sense of humor - everything. He had known her for minutes but already she had him hooked and wrapped around her little finger. As they ran closer to the trailhead - he began to smile - he had been playing her. He had ran track in College and had made a point to never give every ounce of speed until the last 100 meters - and this race was no different. As they approached the trailhead he dug down and pulled out his reserve - he didn't like to lose.

But as he dug down - so did she. He was surprised but he kept digging - pushing himself faster - harder. Each step pushing him closer to the finish. She kept pace with him but slowly he found himself inching ahead minutely until as they passed the opening of the trailhead he found himself ahead by a few feet. Panting and breathing hard they both pulled up and began to walk around cooling down and recovering from the exertion of the run. He was spent but the feelings running through him were wonderful. The adrenaline shooting through his veins - the feel of the sun - a beautiful woman panting beside him. What else could a man long for?

"You won - fair and square. But I don't think we should go to dinner covered in sweat. My place is across town - Can a lady get a shower someplace close?"

His mind reeled, his cock responded, and a smile crept onto his face. "My place is a few minutes away. Want to follow me over?" She simply nodded.

Climbing into his car - his mind began to turn. The place was clean, there was food to make dinner, and there was a wonderful bottle of wine in the fridge. Maybe he could get her to stay in for dinner - and maybe for some dessert afterwards.

Soon he had pulled into his drive. Getting out he saw her pull her car into a spot on the street and step out heading his direction. Leading the way in, he threw his keys on the little table inside the door and grabbed the mail on the floor. Holding the door open and waving his hand across his body he became the standard doorman in front of any big city building - "Welcome Madame. How was your run?"

Chuckling she replied, "Very Good Stevens - Thank you for asking." Moving into the living room he closed the door, threw the mail on the table and stepped around her to lead the way on a short tour of his home. "Here's the living room, over here is the kitchen." Moving across the room they moved through an arched opening into a sunlit kitchen. Stepping back into the living room he led her down a hall way. "That's the bath, here's my study." Poking her head inside she saw a wood paneled room with a leather chair and a large oak desk with a computer on it. The walls were lined with Ansel Adams prints and various photos in frames on the wall. Noticing her interest in the photos he supplied - "I like to travel. Just a few picts of the places I have been." Seeing her smile he moved back and continued down the hall.

"Here's the guest bedroom and over here is the master suite. Walking into the vaulted ceiling room they moved across the dark carpet and past the large bed with cast iron head and foot boards. The pattern was an open one similar to many seen in antique bed-sets. It fit the "masculine" decorating he had done. The wood furniture, the darker colors on the walls, the architectural type prints on the walls. He led the way to the Master Bath. Walking in he heard her gasp - "Like it huh? I saw something similar on a trip. I had to have one."

What had made her gasp was a fully tiled shower tub area. Closed off with a glass door the shower head hung in an area with a tiled seat below it next to a sitting height wall that surrounded a jacuzzi tub. "It's the perfect compromise. I can soak as long as I want but can shower off and relax under the spray all without having to worry about toweling off the area after. I love it." He could see she was loving it also.

"I had a thought. Rather than go out after we get cleaned up - Could I cook you dinner and take a rain check on you paying off your dinner debt?"

She smiled demurely and replied - "Well if you can cook - sure - maybe I could do the dishes to pay my debts. Or perhaps we can think of something else I can do to pay my debt later." He smiled broadly at the comment.

"Ok - if you aren't a vegetarian or have any special requests for dinner - why don't you get cleaned up and I'll start dinner." Seeing her smile and shake her head - he started to leave the room. "Oh - I saw the bag, I assume you have clothes - but do you need anything else? Extra towels? There are plenty of products in the cabinet over by the sink." Seeing her smile and shake her head he left to go start dinner.

Soon she reappeared as he worked on dinner - steaks, salad, asparagus and rice. As the BBQ warmed and the rice steamed he snuck off leaving her to watch over the stove while he let the warm water sheet over him in the shower. The water felt wonderful but he had something hotter waiting for him to finish her dinner. Toweling off he pulled a polo shirt over jeans on and went back out to grill the steaks. Quickly he found himself sitting across the table from this beauty. Wonderful food and wonderful conversation moved them later into the evening. One glass of wine turned into four or five as they talked about themselves. Her job at a hospital as an ER nurse. His family in town, her family across country. Their love of travel, his scuba diving, her trips to Europe. As the time passed and the wine was drank - each of them found themselves not wanting the night to end. One bottle turned into two - which moved into the living room. Everything was going well.

"So how am I going to pay you back for such a wonderful meal?" she asked.

"Hmm. Well the dishes are in the dishwasher. The kitchen is clean." Looking around he smiled, "The house is clean. Maybe you could take me out to dinner next week." he replied.

Smiling and sliding across the couch closer to him she replied, "Well - I learned long ago to pay my debts quickly." As she slid closer she laid her hand on his thigh and leaned her face close to his and let her lips settle on his for a warm sensuous kiss. After a wonderful kiss she pulled back. "Give you any ideas?"

He knew an opening when it was offered. "Plenty that I wouldn't share with my Mother." He leaned in and kissed her beautiful ruby lips again. She folded into his arms, laying against his chest as her hand reached up and pulled against his head pulling him closer. Her lips parting to allow her tongue to slip out and teased at his tongue as his hands began to roam over her slim and lithe form.

Her back led to her tight ass. His hand began to rub and pull at her ass as his other hand slid to cup one of her medium sized breasts. As his hands roamed her landscape, his mouth pulled and caressed her lips and neck. His nibbling kisses on her neck elicited a breathy moan and a harder grip on his hair. The wine was wonderful but the dessert was erotic. The warmth of her body against his was encouraging parts of his body to stir. There is nothing like having a beautiful woman lying against your chest, her breasts full against your body, her perfume floating around you, your hands on her body, her mouth on yours. His night was going to be something to remember.

Pulling away, he moved his hand up to caress her face and to feel his fingers in her gorgeous hair. After the shower she had left it down around her shoulders. The silky smoothness caressed his fingers as he slowly ran his hand over her head and through the hair. Removing his hand he stood and taking her hand in his he pulled her to her feet and walked back to his bedroom. Sliding behind her as she moved through the door he stood behind her smelling her hair as he hugged her to him. Feeling her shift her head sideways he leaned in and kissed her upraised lips. She was a wonderful kisser - not to firm not to soft. He had never met someone who kissed as good as she did. As they continued kissing he felt her hands move his to her breasts, encouraging him to caress and pleasure her. As he worked her hands slipped between to begin to unbutton her shirt, but as soon as he realized what she was doing he stopped and slowly spun her around.

"No - I want to see you undress. I want to undress at the same time." She smiled and kept unbuttoning her shirt as he pulled his shirt over his head. His eyes locked on her hands as they moved down the button down dress shirt she wore. As each button slowly slipped free he began to glimpse beautiful skin hidden underneath. His caresses earlier had told him she was not wearing a bra and as the gap opened between the sides of the shirt it was confirmed. The sight of just the edges of her breasts peaking out from under the fabric caused his cock to stir, reminding him that he was supposed to be undressing - so he unbuckled his belt and pulling his pants open, slid them to the ground - all the while his eyes were locked on the ever widening gap. Looking up he saw the smile on her face as she stared at the bulge in his boxers - seeing her lick her lips only encouraged his body to react more. He could tell he was with the right woman.

Soon her hands had released all the buttons and reached to pull open the shirt. But before she could do that he stepped forward and grabbed her hands. Holding them firmly but softly he leaned his head down and began to kiss soft kisses on her neck and down the center of her chest. Nuzzling her skin his tongue slipped out and began to trace the beauteous valley, suckling at the skin, tasting the sweet scent she was giving off. As he continued lower he reached out and pulled the shirt back on her arms to open her treasures to his lips. As the gap widened his eyes traced over to her uncovered breasts - marveling at their shape and size - but fixating on her nipples. She was a woman graced with small aeriola but beautiful nipples that almost begged his mouth to settle on them. He did not resist.

His warm mouth settled over first one nipple then shifted to the other - as he worshiped at her nave, his hands worked on the skirt she wore, loosening the belt and slipping loose the buttons, soon to loosen it enough to let it slip over her hips to slide to the floor exposing her glory without any panties. Pulling away he led her to the bed and had her set down on the edge. Her hands pushed him back for a second then began to tug at his boxers. Her fingers played at the hem and groped him through the material but soon they began to drop and her mouth leaned into take his cock into her moist mouth. A moan of contentment snuck out of his mouth as his hands found her silky smooth hair and began to encourage and guide her as she ministered to his cock. Her soft gentle hands played with his balls as she bobbed and suckled at his growing cock. Her mouth felt wonderful on his cock - it quickly became apparent to him that she was skilled in many more ways than just running and his luck was that he was here to enjoy her skills. Minutes passed as she made love to his cock - but he knew he wanted more than just a great blowjob - and so he pulled back and motioned her to lay back on the bed. As he slipped the boxers off from around his ankles he looked at her nude form on the bed and asked her a question.

"Is there anything I should know to please you?"

The look of passion on her face told him of the raw sensuality running through her body as she replied, "I like to be dominated. Talk dirty to me, use me as your slut. Can you do that?"

"Oh really - Hmm - I think I can do that you little bitch. You want my cock? You want me to fuck you? You better ask nicely."

A look of pure animal passion came over her as she moved to kneel on the bed facing him.

"I want you to fuck me hard. Please let me be your slut - use me as you want. Fuck my pussy, my ass, spank me if you want. But please fuck me now. I need what only you can give me. I've haven't been good - I need to pay you back for my debt. Let me be yours."

A smile played across his face as he moved onto the bed and roughly shoved her over until her ass was in the air facing him. His eyes moved over her pert ass as he considered his next move. Looking over her back he saw her looking back at him kneeling behind her. His hand moved through the air with a swish as his hand landed on her ass. Hard.

"Oh yes. Thank you - punish your bad girl. Teach me who my Master is please."

His hand moved down on her ass again and again. Each time a moan of pleasure exited her mouth as her ass jiggled from the swats. His swats had force behind them but weren't that hard. His motive was to encourage her not to hurt her. But each time he landed a swat she pushed back against it as if she wanted more. Soon he ran his hand harshly between her legs to cup her sex. He was rewarded to a dripping oozing slit that he could smell. Moving behind her he grabbed his cock and ran it between her legs to caress her clit and rub against her slit. Back and forth he rocked his hips, each time his head contacted her clit she moaned in ever increasing volumes. Soon his cock was coated in he juices and he ached to plunge into her sex - so he did so - quickly.

His plunge forced her back to arch and he grabbed a handful of her long sensuous hair as his hips slammed against her ass. Building pace his cock filled her pussy, wrapping itself in her flesh. Her moans and movements against his every thrust told him she was enjoying this as much as he was. He felt completed to have his cock buried inside her as he slapped her ass every fourth or fifth thrust. He could hear her animal panting and moaning increasing until he saw her arch even more and push back against his body as he felt her pussy clench around his moving cock in a passion filled energetic orgasm. Her body locked in his arms as his cock was caressed by her body. His hands reached around and cupped her breasts as she enjoyed the waves of pleasure. As she finally caught her breath and relaxed her rigid body he pulled out of her pussy and moved over on the bed lying on his back.

"Ride me my Slut and please me." She smiled and pulling her body over his hips she reached down and guided his hard cock into her pussy as she settled her hips onto his. Slowly she began to move her hips forward and back thrusting his cock into her warm sex in a rhythm guided by her bodies response to the pleasure it caused. Forward and back, in and out her motions moved his cock deeper inside her, causing pleasure to build for both of them. Her moans mingled with his grunts. Her tits swung over his head so he leaned forward settling his mouth over her engorged nipple as his hands ran and pulled at her back in time with her thrusts. Soon her movements slowed and he decided it was time to take over. Pulling her to him in his arms he rolled them over and placed his hands to either side of her as he took over the work necessary to continue their pleasure. Pounding his hips against her pubic bones his cock shoving hard in and out he maneuvered his manhood to cause their pleasure to mount as her legs wrapped around him pulling him inside her on each thrust. Soon he felt her pussy clench around him as she screamed in pleasure as another orgasm overtook her. His cock growing ever closer to the point of release he plunged in and out a few more times as she settled back onto the bed enjoying her second release of the night until he pulled his cock out and moving slightly forward knelt over her breasts as he jacked at his cock once, twice and then a thick stream of milky warm cum shot out all over her tits. His back arched, he spasmed as his cock shot load after load of cream all over her body, enjoying the look of his streams on her creamy soft skin. Pulling off her he lay down next to her and began to rub his hands over her breasts - rubbing the cream into her skin. Caressing her as she came down from the pleasure and came back to the world and him lying next to her.

As he moved his hand over her body she soon stirred and leaned over to kiss him softly on his lips, her hand behind his head pulling him against her and his hands movement continuing to rub and pull at her breasts. Her arms moved to encompass him in a caress and a hug as her hand moved down to rub at his ass. They continued that as they both enjoyed the flush running over their skin but soon the moment passed and they settled back in each others arms.

"Thank you - you were amazing."

He smiled through his closed eyes as he heard her compliment, then replied "You aren't bad yourself. Were you kidding about being able to go for hours?"

Her hand reached down and cupped his softened cock - "You think you can handle me?"

Smiling and pulling her close to him - "Well give a man a few minutes to recover and we'll see. It's only fair I get full value for the repayment of your debt."

Lightly slapping him on the ass then pulling him tighter she replied - "My father always told me to repay my debts." - as she leaned in and kissed him.

Challenge to myself.

2005-01-29T11:51:00.000-06:00

A short challenge to myself to write a story you all will enjoy that only uses single words and punctuation. Let me know what you think.

Long
Hard
Stifling
Hot
Day
Drive
Away
Home.

You
Beautiful
sweet
SLUT

Horny
Me
Slutty
You

Door
Hall
Stairs
Bed

scarf
massage
rabbit fur
body
smooth
Sensual
rub
Naked
tits
pussy
legs
pussy
back
pussy
feet
tits

feminine
hand
cock
balls
ache
rub
lick
nibble
nipple

lips
part
breath
hard
words
rip
words
ache

passion
thrusts
hair
flies
hands
grab
eyes
lock
hands
intertwine
insert
out
inside
outside
rub
deep
speed
moves
passion
builds

cock
slips
nails
scratch
hips
slam
passion
screams
lips
lock

you
scream
erotic
passion
mind
reels
eyes
meet
souls
connect

pinnacle
thrust
deep
shoot
orgasm

relax
hold
caress
arms
gather
tight
together
love

End.

Control

2005-01-26T02:19:00.000-06:00

Come in and stand over there. Don't speak. You will do exactly as I say and you will do it with no hesitation - or I will have to think up a suitable punishment. Do you understand me?

[NOD]

Good. I see you have followed my instructions so far. Did you follow them all? The correct clothing? The proper preparation? Have you been thinking about what I am going to have you do tonight?

[NOD]

Good little girl. You are such a good little slut aren't you? Of course you are - I am very proud of you. Now be my slut - mine and mine alone.

I want you to remove your coat slowly. Unbutton each button as if it is a small part of a massive weight. You have to move slowly and strain to get it through the hole. I want you to feel each little movement as if it is a major part of getting yourself ready for me. Each one is one more step to pleasing me even more. I know you want to please me so move slowly until you are open and you can lose the coat.

My eyes see your hands move to the buttons of your coat. You slowly work at the top button. I see you consciously make your hands move very specifically - drawing out the process. Top one open - a little bit of cleavage showing - your beautiful pale skin peaks out from the coverage of your trench-coat. The second follows - then the third and the fourth. At each button opening you reveal more of yourself to me. More of your body that is mine. More of your beauty that I alone get to see and experience - while everyone else covets your body from afar. You are mine beautiful woman - and I adore you.

Very good. You are such a beautiful woman. I know you are embarrassed to hear that - shy in your skin - but you are beautiful - anyone can see that. I can see that - even if you are blushing as I tell you this. I can see your skin flush with each movement. You like this - my eyes caressing your body, my words telling you what to do don't you?

[NOD]

Good - now I want you to run your hands over your body. Dance to the music - hear the beat - let your body go. Listen to the music and make your hands move with it. Feel your hands move as mine would - touch yourself over your clothing and think of what I am going to do to you next.

I see you smile the sexy grin I love to see - the grin that lights up your eyes as you get aroused. I see your hips begin to sway to the soft jazz playing in the background. I see your hands move to your neck caressing your soft skin. Down your chest over the bra I bought you and set out for you to wear tonight. The soft silk against your skin caresses your breasts in a loving embrace that teases your skin each time you move.

I see your hands slide over your belly toward your crotch as you close your eyes and lose your consciousness to the music. It acts like a snake charmer to your hands - causing them to move almost on their own. I can see the smile on your face - hear your breath quicken as you reach the matching silk panties you wear covering your pussy. I imagine I can see them getting dark from your wet juices seeping from your slit - but I know I am simply letting my imagination run while I cause yours to intensify.

That's it my little slut - dance for me. Move over here and let your body caress mine as I sit in this chair. No hands - just your beautiful body caressing mine as the perfect woman you are shows me your passion.

I see you move toward me - the flush more noticeable as you move ever so slowly toward me across the room. The soft candlelight glows on your skin as you stand before me. You are still lost in the music as your body sways. Side to side, front to back, you move in no pattern except the passion that drives you. As you stand before me I can now see that you are indeed wet and it is showing on your panties.

Your hands slide down your leg as it raises and settles on the arm of the chair next to me. As it moves I see the panties pull into your pussy and I hear the gasp as they slide over your passion filled lips. I see your eyes lock on mine and close to slits as you move to the music. Your leg moves forward and back in the air pushing your crotch toward my face as I lean forward to begin blowing softly upon your thigh next to my face.

I lean over and plant a soft kiss on your inner thigh. Your scent captures my mind and I can feel my cock stiffen as your scent drives into my brain caressing my own libido. I want you badly - but not quite yet.

I see you settle over me as you maneuver your body against mine. I can feel the heat from your body moving against mine - feel my cock responding. I see you smile as you lean in and kiss my neck - rub your tits against my robe and feel you sliding your body to the music. You are so good at this I can only wonder how your body knows exactly how to excite and intensify my passion.

Good little girl - thats right I want you to lose yourself in your passion. I want you so wet that my cock is going to slide into you so smoothly it will feel like we are one being - controlled by our passions. I know you want that. But I am not ready to let you release yourself. Lose the bra and panties - show me your body as God intended for two sexual beings to be intimate with each other. Show me the body I dream about every time I think of you. Show me your beauty as I alone can see. Show me who you are when you are with me. Make me want to take you to the peak of ecstasy. You can do that you know? You make my heart beat faster as you enter the room - as I smell your perfume on my clothes and I see you smile at me from across a crowded room. Show me the woman I caress with my eyes every time I see you.

I see you pull back from the chair and stand before me. Your hands move sensuously up your body as you still move to the music. Your hands reach back and undo the clasp of the bra. Letting it slide off your breasts I see your nipples revealed fully aroused and tight in anticipation of my love to come. I see you let your hands glide over your body to slip into the edge of the panties. You move slowly. Carefully. Achingly sensual as you slide the panties over your hips and toward the ground. Your pubic hair appears as they move downward and I see your trimmed pubes glistening with moisture as I begin to smell your womanly scent waft across the short space to my nose. I long to jump up from my chair and throw you to the ground plunging my cock deep - but that is not the plan for tonight - tonight is slow and sensual and a test to see what you will do for me.

Ah yes my beauty - now you are as I picture you. Your amazing breasts - your voluptuous hips and your amazing legs. All surroundings to the beauty of your pussy. You like me to call it that? Should I call it something else?

[NEGATIVE SHAKE]

All right then. I undo my robe and show you my already nude body to you. My cock standing tall. My chest rising as the passion causes the breath to quicken it's pace as I take in your beauty. Damn - how I want you to take me - but that will be up to you now.

Do you see anything you want?

[NOD]

Then take it little girl - take it as yours. I am yours - here to please you. Let yourself go. Show me the passion I know races through you.

I see you smile and settle onto your knees - taking your hands and grabbing my cock. AAhhhh. God you are good with your hands. Sliding up and down. Caressing my balls. Loosening your saliva to drip onto my cock. I see you shift your eyes to mine and see you smile as you open your mouth and settle it down over my cock. Oh how good you are at this - sliding, licking, caressing. Each movement of your mouth causes passion to shoot through my body as you begin to play my passion with your mouth. Faster I see you move, plunging my rock hard cock into your yielding moist hot mouth. I love it when you do this. But as soon as I begin to move my hips I feel you pull off and shake a finger at me. As if to say it's not the time for me to cum yet.

Have I told you I love you lately?

I see you stand and move to straddle me. My eyes shift over your body taking in the woman I love and adore as you shuffle your legs over mine and reach down to guide my cock into your hot moist slit. Sheathing my cock in your body is exquisite agony as I feel each little sliver of your pussy slide over my cock. Soon though I feel you begin to move - riding my cock as your own. Forcing my passion to build. I reach out my hands and begin to caress you as you ride me harder and faster. I can tell you have let go and I can tell you are lost in the feelings of my cock sliding into your passion sensitive slit.

My cock grows with the pressure of my cum wanting to release - wanting to shoot deep but I hold off.

That's right my little slut - I know you like it when I talk dirty to you. All right then. I want you to make me cum. Make me shoot my juice deep inside you. Fuck me you little slut - prove to me how much you adore me. Make me want to fuck you more. Make me want to throw you down and fuck you hard and fast - but do it to me my love. Make me cum as you cum yourself. Cum for me Slut. Be my good little girl and cum for me now. Cum. NOW!

Bodies entangled, body parts meshing in a rhythm god intended along with the passion - I see your eyes closed, your breath quickening - I can see you flushing with the feelings as I see you strain to hold back a bit longer, trying to extend it but all too soon I can feel your pussy clench, see you arch and push your hips onto mine in a throw of passion that releases my cum to shoot. I arch against you as my seed shoots deep, hard and fast into you as we lose ourselves in the moment. Your body slams into mine as I hear you utter the first words since you came into the room as I intended..."

YES! Oh YES! GOD YES!!

I see and feel you collapse into my arms as I feel my last shots leave my softening cock as I pull you to me - cradling you in my arms as I softly run my hands over your silky hair and I revel in the moment of our shared passion

That's it my beauty - that's the woman I love and the woman I want to make love to each time I see you. Oh God how beautiful you are in my arms.

Soon I feel you slide off me, shift a bit and settle into my arms as we simply sit and hold each other closely. I kiss your head as I reach over and pull a comforter off the floor beside my chair as I feel myself falling asleep - each of us intertwined in each others arms. The warmth of the down comforter settles upon us letting our bodies warm each other as we drift off to sleep together

Good Night beautiful - Sleep well.

Status Update - Alive and Kicking

2005-01-26T00:39:00.000-06:00

Thought I would post a short note to let you all know about my trip and how I am doing after a well deserved vacation. Not as detailed as you might get if we were sitting at a bar over a drink discussing my trip but then again I am sure some of you would rather I give some of the "Sensual Thoughts" I had while traveling - and those will be coming - one probably already above this entry if you are reading this entry on Wed in the states. I am planning on typing this note and then a little story to give you all some of what you usually enjoy most about my little ol corner of the internet.

First - some of you who have become close to me have been very understanding and wonderful about my longer times between posts lately. For that I thank you - and you know who you are. You are the ones who have dropped me little emails or comments on the site letting me know you have missed me - and again I thank you. I think I burned the candle at both ends and caused a bit of an over extension on my part. My life offline became hectic and many of you have stuck with me and are still here - thanks. For those newer readers - welcome - I am glad you decided to come find me out here and I hope to give you all more of what I have on the site already.

My little trip to the Caribbean was a very enjoyable one. I am a scuba diver and this trip was to a beautiful place for diving. To a diver any day sucking air from a tank is a better day than sitting at work. And I was able to get in some wonderful diving. Saw a small shark, plenty of beautiful fish, a couple of sea turtles including one that swam so close I could have reached out and touched him and just a wonderful array of natural beauty that couldn't help but raise my spirits and remove a huge chunk of stress off my shoulders. Plus between dives I got some great color - sorry I have some tan lines - the country I was in doesn't allow nude sunbathing.

Now while I was diving, I couldn't stay underwater the entire time - might try it if I could get away with it - but think I enjoy the sun and a cold beer after a great dive as well. The resort was beautiful, the beer cold, the friends wonderful and the sun after being in the depths of the frozen winter was a blessing. The only problems for the whole trip were the long flights to get there and back and the bugs. For some reason unknown to me - Sensual is a choice dish for the insects of the island. So choice for the bugs that I am still itching at some bites and can't wait for a couple of days to pass and I can get away from the itching and back to normal.

So in general the trip was wonderful, the time off the perfect prescription for a tired man - and I am back, well at least I think I am. My thoughts still turn to the trip and the beauty that I encountered. Can't help but think of beauty when you see beautiful women in much less clothing than I would normally see in the depths of winter - not going to see bikinis and short skirts in minus zero Fahrenheit temperatures. Nope.

Anyway - thanks for waiting around for me - I am sorry I have been a bit busy - but I hope the next few posts will make up for my absence.

- S -

P.S. - So you all are properly prepared I will have to be out of town for work next week - possibly away from the internet the entire time unless the hotel has free internet - but only this one more trip and then I should be around for a long time. Promise.

Home at last!

2005-01-24T01:02:00.000-06:00

Just a short note to let you all know that I have returned home again after my enjoyable vacation.

I will be buried for the next couple of days getting caught up at work and home but looking forward to letting you all know how much I enjoyed my vacation and some interesting thoughts and ideas that came to Ol' Sensual.

Till I have time...

S.

Leaving on Vacation

2005-01-14T23:12:00.000-06:00

Dear Readers -

Just a short note to let you all know I haven't forgotten about you all - my cold had kicked up and knocked me down pretty hard and I have been just trying to keep up with work and getting ready to go on vacation tomorrow.

I will be gone until at least the 25th of January.

So while I am away - realize I will be somewhere warm soaking up the sun, drinking a Pina Colada and thinking all kinds of interesting Sensual thoughts.

Please don't hate me for leaving many of you in the cold depths of winter - but the sun of the Caribbean is calling my name and I am not one to turn down a temptation like that.

- S -

Burning Eyes

2005-01-06T17:26:00.000-06:00

I've been following you for the last couple of blocks and you haven't noticed me yet.

Why would you - I'm just another of the faceless nameless people shuffling around you in the city. I could be the guy carrying a sack of groceries, or the guy talking on the cell phone a bit too loudly for those around me. Or maybe that businessman in the suit carrying the flowers and briefcase. Or any of a dozen other possible guys around you. But I'm different. I'm not like all the other guys. I'm the one who is thinking of how I am going to fuck you when I get the chance.

As we walk down the busy sidewalk I have you in my sight. Bundled up against the cold - your beautiful hair sneaks out from under the cap you are wearing. Your coat while keeping you warm doesn't cover your ass. And my eyes burn into it as you saunter down the street. Your legs shift and move and my eyes burn over them - caressing them as my hands would with you on my bed. You shift and look over your shoulder to catch a glimpse of the traffic signs overhead - as if you are trying to figure out where you are - I could tell you if you asked - you are already on my bed, undressed, your head on my pillow, your legs curled to the side as your hands play with your body and I stand at the foot getting ready to take you.

We keep walking - dodging humanity as it presses around us trying to keep you from my sight, but each time I think I have lost you - like a beacon you pop out of the throng and back into my sights.

Blocks pass as my eyes caress you - the intensity burning through my eyes as we move together in tandem over the pavement stones. Until you stop and look up at a restaurants menu. Turning you move to the side to let humanity pass and stop to peruse the thoughtful offerings of the head chef tonight. Catching my breath I walk up beside you and pause to look over the menu also. You - just a hands width away - so close I can smell your perfume.

I see you reach up and settle your hair over your ear and look my way. I look over at your beautiful eyes, your perfect face and your amazing smile. I see you chuckle and then...

"Hey you - missed you today - how was work?" I feel your lips settle onto mine in a quick kiss. "Oh and how long have you been staring at my ass you fuck?" I can see the mirth in your eyes as you lash out playfully.

I simply smile - "Every time I can beautiful - every time I can" as I reach down and cup a cheek as I lead you into dinner. As we enter the warm restaurant I let you walk in front of me and immediately my eyes drop to your ass, my mind moves to our bed, and a smile comes to my face.

[GRIN]

- S -

Hi - Don't think you remember me....

2005-01-06T17:07:00.000-06:00

Good 2005 to all of you faithful readers.

While the reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated - how busy I have been through the holidays and the first few days of 2005 has not. Ol' Sensual has been busy buying gifts, giving them out, exchanging the ones he got and basically enjoying himself immensely. ( Including some fun around New Years Eve and an overload of College Football)

But while I have been enjoying my hectic if fun filled couple of weeks of holidays I have been deeply remiss in attending to my duties here - with you my faithful readers and friends. So I am going to try to get myself back in the habit - back on the wagon, back going to the 12 step meetings for Sex Bloggers Anonymous, and basically trying to keep up a presence here.

Now before you get all smily and start hugging me - remember that ol' Sensual just got a promotion at work and while I will promise - I have no idea how busy I will get at work. And for those of you who work long hours in a supervisory position at work - you will understand what it means to put in long hours at work only to come home and try and fix something appetizing for dinner and then try and relax with your feet up on the coffee table and an episode of CSI on the TV. Somewhere in there needs to be time to post - but alas it will depend on work.

So - stay tuned faithful companions - remember to tip well - and lets see how much fun we can have together in 2005.

- S -

Why Men...

2004-12-20T00:57:00.000-06:00

Short quote post for you all tonight -

I am sitting here after having just finished cooking my second batch of Chex mix this evening. Yes women there are men who can cook and Sensual is one of them. Actually Sensual can cook in a number of ways but I digress.

I am sitting here watching my copy of Sports Night - the ABC show written by Aaron Sorkin - also Creator and writer of West Wing.

Relaxing - watching one of my favorite shows (BTW one that got cancelled way ahead of when it should have been) I was caught by a quote from one of the characters - Jeremy. He is writing a letter to his sister about how one of the main characters - Dan - has had writers block and has figured out how to break it while chatting up a beautiful female sand volleyball player.

"And in that moment - Dan was reminded once again why he wanted to write in the first place - its for the same reason anybody does anything - to impress women."

Ah - so true a statement. I resemble that remark - in more than one way.

Have a great night everyone - enjoy the week leading to Christmas - I am planning on some fun this week - get all your presents bought - kids tucked into bed with visions of sugarplums, etc, etc, etc.

And a quote from Roadhouse - that cult Patrick Swayze movie to send you all off with-

"This place is so bad - they have a sign over the urinal saying 'Don't eat the big white mint'"

[CHUCKLE]

- S -

Sunday Fun

2004-12-19T11:06:00.000-06:00

Well everyone - I am sitting here - just finished posting my latest story. Trying to figure out what I need to get accomplished today.

Christmas shopping, wrapping presents, going to the grocery store to get food to fill empty cupboards. A slightly busy day in store.

But I knew I had to get a posting up here for all of you devoted readers. Thanks for being patient with me - I am feeling much better. My days at work are still a bit busy but should be slowing down in the next couple of days as we approach Christmas.

Hope all of you are getting your shopping done, your presents wrapped and having some Sensual times with someone special. Cause this is the time of year when you are supposed to be enjoying the pleasure and figuring out whose been naughty or nice.

Have you all been good boys and girls this year? Hmm - I thought so.

Anyway - off to get things accomplished - thanks again for your understanding and patience as I worked through work and being sick. No promises but hopefully if I can get things done I will be posting a bit more regularly soon.

Cheers! Remember - Sporting Goods are on the 4th floor and Ladies Lingerie is on 5. Grin.

- S -

Story: On the Bed

2004-12-19T10:59:00.000-06:00

I can tell you have been planning this - as I walk in the door and lay my keys down on the counter I can hear the music playing softly. The lights are low and there is a note where I set my keys.

COME TO THE BEDROOM

A slight grin comes to my face as I chuckle softly to myself. I guess you have decided that I am well enough again to grace me with your presence. I wonder what you have in mind for me.

I shed my coat and shoes as I walk through the house heading toward you in the bedroom. The door is shut as I get to the threshold. I smile even more as I turn the knob and slide the door open softly and get my first glimpse of you lying on the bed.

The room is dark so the light of the hallway spills into the room as a sliver which slowly expands into a gentle swath as I open the door fully.

You are lying on the bed naked. Your head softly raised on the pillows. Your eyes covered in a blindfold and your hands lying on your stomach - shackled in the handcuffs we bought one night on a whim. My eyes travel over your nude form and I can't help but find myself getting arroused as my eyes caress your body seeing your legs parted just enough to allow me a glimpse of your sex. I can tell you have been playing as your lips are full and wet already. The music is coming from the stereo in here so I notice you have no idea I am standing here watching you. I guess the blindfold is working perfectly.

Quietly I slip back into the hall and undress. Losing the clothes necessary for work and getting myself ready to lose myself in you and your passion. My cock springs to the sky as I lose my boxer briefs and my breath quickens as I think about nasty naughty thoughts of you.

I grin wildly as I walk into the room and approach the bed. As I look at you again your hands have begun to play with your pussy again. I can smell the sex in the room as your fingers move expertly over your mound. Rubbing your clit, sliding a finger in and out. Rubbing the cuff of the handcuffs over your clit. I can tell you are enjoying the feel of the metal on your bare skin. You keep moving the cuffs back up to your breasts and rubbing your nipples with just the cuff.

Your nipples are hard, your breath is coming quicker and I can hear a moan developing in the back of your throat. I know you are getting close. So rather than interrupt you and scare you I just sit back and watch.

Your hands move back down to your pussy as I reach down and begin to rub my hand over my stiff cock. Slowly I begin to rub my manhood. The head, my balls, the shaft. Up and down in time with your finger sliding into your sopping wet pussy. I can hear you getting close. We have fucked too many times for me to not understand the signs. I want to see you cum. I want you to have cum once as I make you suck my cock and then fuck you. My cock sliding into your already cum and sloppy pussy. Lubricating my cock as it pistons in and out. I can tell you are close and I wish I could tell you to cum. Order you to cum - but I am so enjoying watching you play with yourself I don't have the heart to stop you or to scare you by saying anything.

I can see your hands moving faster and faster. Your hips beginning to move around without thought as your mind retreats into the passion leaving your body to control itself. I can feel the tension as you begin to grind your hips against your hands and the cuff. Faster. Harder. I see your back arch a bit and your mouth moaning as you approach orgasm and just as I think you are going to hurt yourself I see you lock your legs into the bed and your hips pop into the air - your hands clenched against your pussy, your hair askew, your breasts bouncing - I so want to fuck you right now.

I see you in exquisite pleasure and smile. I love watching you orgasm. More fun when I am in you - but I can tell I am only getting harder seeing your pleasure. As I stroke my cock and slide my hand I see you settle on the bed - panting trying to get your breath. As I smile and see your body glisten from the explosive pleasure I think about how I can join you without scaring you.

"Fuck me you horny bastard."

I snap back in shock as you turn toward me and whisper those words.

"You little slut - how long have you known I was here?"

I can see the smile come over your face. "Since you walked in the garage door. I have been watching for you to get home and as soon as I saw your truck in the driveway I came back here and started playing. I heard everything. I couldn't help myself - I was thinking of you standing over me watching me. God I love you."

I just smile and join you on the bed. Straddling your face I let my cock drop onto your lips.

"Suck it lil girl." I see the smile wash over your mouth just before you begin to massage and caress my cock with your hot juicy mouth. I love your blowjobs. Just enough tension, plenty of lubrication and you seem to almost enjoy the feel of your lips on my cock more than I do. I can tell you enjoy giving it. I move away and lie down next to you making you sit up and retake my cock in your mouth. The sight of you silhouetted by the light from the hallway just makes you look even more beautiful as the light creates light and dark areas on your skin, highlighting your hair - caressing your body - all areas that change as you move your body.

I feel myself getting close and so I slide my hand through your luscious hair and grab a handful pulling you off my cock.

"I want to fuck you my little slut. Ride me babe - I want to see you cumming as you ride my cock. Fuck me babe."

I see you pull off the blindfold and look down at my cock. I see a grin cross your face and a ooh of anticipation escape your lips as you maneuver your hips to straddle me. Sliding down over my cock is exactly as I had pictured. Your slick hot pussy caresses and grabs my cock. Your lips engulf my cock as you begin to rock your hips over my cock. Over time we have found each others pacing and your body slides into the well known rhythm of each others bodies. My eyes shut then open. I try to experience everything at once. Your breasts. Your hair. Your pussy. Your legs gripping me. Your hands on my chest in the handcuffs. Your pussy gripping my cock as you kiegel on it. I can feel myself approaching the moment.

My hips buck in time. My balls tighten, my hands move to your breasts to massage roughly then slide down your body to grab at your hips as we both appraoch the moment. Harder and faster. Deeper and sweeter. Your pussy and my cock. Faster we plunge as if we have lost sight of the world and only have each other.

I see you arch your back - hear you screaming my name and telling me to cum.

"Cum in my babe - please cum in my snatch - fill me. Ahhhhhh. Yesssss. Ohhhh. CUM CUM CUM!"

I lose it. I feel my back arch lifting you off the bed as my cock plunges deep and loses my load. Shooting my load deep into you. Your muscles clench around my cock and undulate a bit as I gasp and moan myself as I look up into your lust filled eyes.

Collapsing onto my chest I feel your body breathing hard, your breasts cutting into my chest as I reach up and hold you to me - my cock still inside you.

I reach up and push your hair out of your eyes - look down into your beautiful passion filled eyes.

"I love you."

Pictures of you...

2004-12-11T16:55:00.000-06:00

I find myself sitting here - looking at pictures of you.

How your hair falls along your shoulders. It's silky softness caressing your beautiful skin as you move your head. You look like you just washed it. It shines in the light and draws my eyes. I want to slowly run my hands through it. Feeling it slide through my fingers as I tuck it behind your ear to get a better look at your face.

Your beautiful face - your passionate eyes shine as I stare at your beauty. You have added a little makeup but just enough to highlight and not cover. I can see your freckles peaking through. A little rouge - a bit of foundation - just a hint of eye shadow and highlights around your eyes - and of course - a light color of lip gloss. Your lips are pursed in a smile. Such kissable lips - I could find myself content just lying there with you in my arms for hours - our lips caressing and cavorting with each other - holding you tight as our lips feel the passion of each other.

Your eyes are shining at the camera - as if you are thinking of me on this side of the lens staring back at your naked body. My eyes caressing your body as I want my hands to be able to. The slight smile as if you are letting me know you are having luscious thoughts about me coming to you as you stand there. Your nipples are hard and prominent. I so want to lean in and let my lips settle upon them. Giving you pleasure as my hands move over you.

You have your hands tucked behind your back. I can't tell if you are acting the shy look or you have your hands bound behind you. Either gets my full attention. Your breasts pushed forward - your hips cocked to the side. My eyes travel over your bare form heading to your pussy.

Your smooth skin leads past your smooth belly to your mound. Trimmed short and narrow I can almost feel my fingers tracing the edge. The difference between smooth soft skin and the curly soft hair. I can almost feel your warmth. Feel you move in reaction to my soft touch. I can imagine your eyes shutting as you wonder what I will do next.

I let my eyes settle on your engorged red puffy lips. Your legs spread just enough to allow my glimpse to see all. Your inner lips puffy - Have you been playing? Your clit peeks out from under your lips taunting me. Daring me to kneel before you and let you lay a leg over my shoulder as I spread your lips and settle my mouth over your wet juicy slit.

My eyes drift off your pussy to your silky smooth thighs. The thighs I would nuzzle and nip, lick and suck. Rubbing my face against your thighs I would lean my face into your crotch and slowly, carefully, passionately make you cum for me.

Cum with my tongue on your clit, my hands on your luscious ass, my cheek against your thigh, my cock growing harder.

Can you picture it? Can you picture me here looking at your pictures thinking naughty thoughts about your beauty?

I can.

Update: Fighting the good Fight against a Cold

2004-12-11T16:21:00.000-06:00

I have not forgotten about you beautiful people - I have been busy at work and now I am fighting against a cold coming on.

First it was a sore throat - then it was a tiredness as my body began to fight - and now it is a bit of tired with a congested chest.

I hate being sick.

But it is that time of year - so send me a cup of tea, a hug and warm thoughts - I will post a few things this weekend - but suffice it to say I will be taking things easy and working to keep this cold from becoming something really bad.

I'm still too busy at work to get really sick. I need about one more week of solid work and I can sit back and smile as I move into the winter and a bit of quiet time at work.

"That's the facts - Jack."

What do you want for a Sensual Christmas?

2004-12-05T09:33:00.000-06:00

I was floating around GoodShit (BTW a great site for beautiful pictures with intelligent links, but I digress.) and saw a link to a great article by Tristan Taormino in the Village Voice about Erotic Christmas Gifts .

Got me thinking - I wonder what all of you want for a Sensual Christmas. (Or Hanukah for that matter)

Does anything on Tristan's list jump out at you? Do you have that one special kinky gift all picked out for yourself or that special someone?

I have been thinking about a list of things I would want that would fit into this category and I think I just might set up an Amazon page here of things all of you might want to purchase for yourselves. Nothing too elaborate - but some items that would be good choices for a Sensual couple.

But - while I have some ideas - what would you put on your list? Comment and let me know what's tops on your Sensual items list. Might add it to the Amazon page, might even consider picking up one myself. GRIN.

So chime in your thoughts in the comments. Gotta run - Sunday morning and I am going to Church this morning.

Remember you have to be this high to ride the rides.

- S -

Discussion Thoughts

2004-12-03T22:34:00.000-06:00

As I have been recovering from my brain going on strike - I still have had a few thoughts go through my head that I thought I would post and see what kind of comments come back from the readership.

1. Why is it that for many people, any sexual position other than Missionary is a taboo and evil thought? Sex should be an enjoyable event - and while areas such as anal, control play, punishment, and a broad variety of other interesting sexual flavors might be a bit much for some - why is it that some very basic positions such as woman on top, rear entry, and side entry are thought of as taboo?

2. Why is it that a large number of people figure that if someone doesn't put out by the third date that the relationship is a bust and they should move on. Sometimes I think too many people feel that sex has to happen quickly - when it is best savored at the right time with the right person in the right situation. (That said I am not going to say I wouldn't take up a potential partner on a bit of fun early on in the dating cycle.)

3. When did we as a society decide that the only women who are the worthy of our societal adoration are big chested blondes who haven't probably eaten anything fattening in the last 5 years, have body fat numbers you can count on two hands and appear to be so thin they should blow away in a stiff wind? I for one expect I will never get close to the bed of one of these Amazons - but I, and I expect a large number of the population will enjoy wonderful relationships with women more like those we grew up with. What are these amazing next door girls like? They are beautiful, are wonderfully supportive, have natural bodies and amazing intelligence. They also may not be a petite size 2, wear tons of makeup, jet set, or ever grace the covers of a magazine - but you know what? Who cares. They are our partners, wives, girlfriends, and companions - and I wouldn't trade them for all the Victoria's Secret models - Vicky's models may be easy on the eyes, but our women are easy on the souls. We as a society need to remember that more often.

4. Too many of our societies kids are becoming sexually active at an earlier age. While studies are showing that the rate of teen pregnancy has declined in recent years - we need to continue to teach our kids that sex is a wonderful experience but one savored best when both partners are old enough to handle all the issues that come with it - pregnancy, sexual diseases, interpersonal relationships, and of course the possibility of being hurt emotionally. I cringe when I think about all the youngsters who think just because they can drive they can fuck. While maybe they are ready - too many of them are not ready and should wait. Do your part and teach your kids right. I don't think that marriage is required - but they sure as hell should be emotionally ready for the baggage than comes with Sex. Think back - looking back were you ready emotionally for sex your first time?

5. We have become a society where it is wrong to enjoy sex. Think I am wrong? How many groups are stigmatized because they are gay, bisexual, BDSM, Leather, Feet, Anal, Control, Spanking, etc. etc. etc.? How many of us Sex Bloggers are anonymous because we are worried about how we would be seen in our real lives if it got out that - SHUDDER - WE TALK ABOUT SEX OPENLY! How many people run for political office on the platform of banning Gay marriage? How many Democrats claim the Republicans want to confine your sexuality to the bedroom and only in approved positions? How many Republicans claim that the Democrats want to take sensuality and respect out of sex and replace it with a wanton return to the free sexuality of the 60's? Too many of our fellow citizens want us to stop talking about sex - it's a hot potato - LAH LAH LAH - I'M NOT LISTENING! I think that everyone should have the right to talk about sex freely and openly - your sexual orientation should not be any reason for being worried about getting married, running for office, holding down a good job or living a life of - "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness." Can't we all just get along and be happy?

Just a few thoughts for the night - more coming soon - bear with me - brain getting better - weekend here - bit of sleep - bit of quiet time - and I should be posting a few things interesting this weekend.

Congratulations - You've just won a new Chrysler Cordoba - You can pick it up at Mortie's office (Anyone know the quote?)

Sensual sex for all - Night!

- S -

A New List

2004-12-02T23:33:00.000-06:00

Saw a wonderful list of some things someone might have done Sexually. Saw the list on A Taste of the Good Wife, but I am sure it is in a number of places. The underlined sentences are items that are true for me. Any questions - email or comment.

And remember - Shaken - Not stirred.

01. I've had sex in the past five minutes.
02. I enjoy giving oral sex more than receiving.
03. I scream loudly in sex.
04. I love sleeping with more than one person.
05. I own at least three books about sex.
06. I leave the house minus underwear sometimes.
07. I have accepted financial renumeration for pleasures.
08. I've had sex while under the influence of a drug.
09. There is a tape floating around of me - ala Paris Hilton.
10. I have been the odd person in a threesome.
11. I have published the sexual exploits of a past relationship without telling my ex.
12. I have lied to a lover about having an affair.
13. I have more than four tattoos.
14. I like and respect Jenna Jameson.
15. I like slow sex.
16. I have learned a lot sexually over the past year.
17. I have a sexual fantasy about another blogger.
18. I've been told I give amazing oral sex. (I even pulled my tongue giving some once)
19. I carry a condom at all times.
20. I have considered sex with a female blogger.
21. I've broken a bone while having sex.
22. I have a wet dream that I am ashamed to reveal.
23. I have had sex in the rain.
24. I have had sex while someone else watched.
25. I would get plastic surgery if it would improve my sex life.
26. I want to have sex right now.
27. Food play annoys me in sex.
28. I like sex that's hard and fast.
29. I always brush my teeth after sex.
30. I trim my pubic regions.
31. I have traveled out of town to have sex.
32. I have fantasized about having sex with my brother-/sister-in-law.
33. I have had sex with at least five different nationalities.
34. I dress to look sexy every day.
35. I have had sex with twins.
36. I have had sex with someone I met over the internet.
37. I have more than ten sex toys.
38. I like the way I look naked.
39. I have lied so a person would sleep with me.
40. I change from one sex position to another in a specific order each time.
41. I saw my parents having sex.
42. I get cable just for the soft porn.
43. I think legalized prostitution can reduce some crime.44. I have a list of people I would like to see naked.
45. I have slept with my boss/superior.
46. I wish my sexual organs looked different.
47. I have wet dreams often. (Well - Daydreams. Grin)
48. I enjoy phone sex.
49. I have been arrested for being naked in public.50. I flirt online daily.

And a couple of my own
51. I enjoy receiving erotic email.
52. I give a great sensual massage.
53. I have received erotic emailed photos
54. I like a womans breasts to be all natural
55. I love kinky sex. (You will have to ask to find out what kinds)
56. I have played strip poker to see someone naked.
57. I love to hear a woman moan.
58. I have had a woman proposition me for sex.
59. I have a list of kinky things I want to do to a woman who enjoys kink.
60. I love sex.

Editors Note: My brain is not quite off strike yet - I am on probabtion - so bear with me until I get some stuff handled at work and maybe have the weekend to decompress and relax - I have a couple of posts in mind - just have to be back in the right mindset and have a working brain. ;-)

My brain is goo....

2004-12-01T23:06:00.000-06:00

General Notice:

Due to work - I am extremely busy this time of year - my brain has gone on strike. Seems the synapses have decided that 4 hours of sleep a night and 12 plus hour days is cruel and unusual punishment. As such my brain has petitioned to the Courts to be emancipated from my body and to be given to someone who will treat it humanely and nicely.

A restraining order has been issued against me - I am not allowed to force the brain to work for more than 12 hours a day and I am required to allow the brain to shut down and require me to veg and relax. Otherwise the brain is not required to do anything it doesn't want to do. Don't ever piss off your brain - it is cruel and heartless when it wants to be.

I think I have a much better appreciation of married couples who have just had kids. I have been pushing myself so much that I think my brain is truly mush right now. I have almost no thoughts of sex - well ok a little bit - but I am so close to falling over I am not surprised my brain has rebelled.

Forgive me - I will be back with you all as soon as I become human again and I can suck up to my brain again and get it off it's strike.

And seeing as I just bought Fast Times at Ridgemont High - A quote from Ray Walston - AKA Mr. Hand -

"What are you people - ON DOPE?!?"

I miss you all.

S.

Interesting List

2004-11-28T13:00:00.000-06:00

Sort of a fluff post - maybe something more interesting later.

Saw a link to a wonderful list made up by Maxim.

100 things every Guy should Know

Yeah - it is still a good list for women too - but it was written by Maxim.

Quickie- Trenchcoat

2004-11-24T18:18:00.000-06:00

You show up at my door unannounced. I am not in any shape to be seeing anyone tonight. Grunge clothes, hair askew, half asleep.

"Can I come in?"

I simply nod as I take in your perfectly coifed hair, long black trench-coat and beautiful fuck me pumps on your beautiful feet. You walk past me and wait for me to shut the door. As I do - you open the trench coat and slip it off your shoulders to pool around your feet on the floor. You have definitely surprised me here - especially with the fact that you are not wearing a stitch of clothing.

Smiling I move to you and gather you into my arms. Leaning in I kiss you deeply and drop my hands onto your ass. I know how much you love having your ass played with - and of course you know how much I love playing with your ass.

I feel your hands tugging at my shorts - pulling them downward to get at my increasingly hard cock. Seems just the sight of you has kicked the throttle and my cock is raring to go. My shorts fall to the floor and your hand drops onto my cock - tugging quickly I can tell you are as horny as I am. Your movements seem hurried but I am enjoying them too much at the moment to make you stop. So I just let myself go and begin playing with your body.

Rubbing your tits hard - pinching your nipples to get a groan out of you as our tongues tease each other, reaching back and slapping your ass hard - reaching down and pulling at your pussy hard to shove a finger in. Tonight is not for subtlety - tonight is for me to fuck you. Hard.

Pushing you away for a second - I pull my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor. Moving swiftly I spin you around and shove you against the wall. Holding your hands above your head with one hand - my other pulls at your hair hard. Pulling your head back exposes your neck to my mouth as I rain kisses and tiny bites along it's beautiful soft length. I hear you moan as I shove my hips forward, nestling my cock against your ass, I soon feel your hips grinding.

My hands move as quickly as my mouth - your tits again, pinching your nipples, rolling them between my fingers. Down your side. Feeling your hips then sliding around to slide between your hot wet lips to pierce your pussy with a couple of fingers. Immediately I feel you move. Trying to escape my hold.

"Stop it. You're mine tonight lil girl. All mine"

You still buck against my hand but in a fit of passion not escape. You and I both know how hot having me take you like this is for both of us - and I know we are going to enjoy finishing this fuck.

Pulling your hips back I reach down and taunt you with my cock at your pussy. Rubbing against your clit then down your slit - I can feel you pushing back to shove yourself on it - but I don't let you and smack your ass a couple of times. In others this might make them pause - me hitting your ass only encourages you more to push back. God I love it when you do that.

"Your pussy or your ass Slut?"

"Your choice - but how about my pussy now and my ass later tonight?"

Smiling - I grasp my cock and shove it deeply into your pussy. I can feel how wet and hot you have become and know you are close to cumming. I start pounding your pussy and I soon feel you clenching along my length as you arch your back and scream my name. As if nothing has happened I begin slapping your ass as I pierce your pussy faster - I know I am close to cumming and I want to fuck you hard. I want to take you. Not tenderly but as if we are a couple of wild animals. From your reactions i think we are there. I haven't heard an intelligent word from you since I began fucking you.

In and out my cock moves quicker - harder - plunging - my balls tightening - my eyes shut - my hips shove -and before I know it I am shooting my cum deep inside you. I find my brain shutting down - only the feeling of your body against mine, the feel of your slick slit gripping my cock and the sounds we are making slip through the electric charge running through me. As my seed shoots I can feel you cum around my cock and I slap at your ass as we cum.

Not as man and woman - but "fuckee" and "fucker". Nothing civilized here - just two hot and horny fuckers enjoying the opening chapter of what is going to be a long and passionate night spent between two lovers.

So what time are you coming over beautiful?

Sensual's Guide: Cunnilingus

2004-11-22T01:01:00.000-06:00

After reading a few posts and discussions about the right way and the wrong way to enjoy various sexual actions on other blogs, I have decided that we should start a new area for Sensual Thoughts - Sensual's Guide.

Every once in a while I will type up a post on my own feelings of the right way to do some sexual action. Could be blowjobs, massage, erotic talk - etc. etc. Might even post some Vanilla relationship type stuff or even post a poll or post asking for which sexual area I should discuss next. But that is getting the cart in front of the horse. Suffice it to say I think we can have a frank adult discussion on some pointers to various parts of sex. I have my own thoughts - but I want to hear your ideas, techniques, do's and don'ts - as much as I enjoy talking about sex. So without further ado - today lets have...

Sensual's Guide to Cunnilingus.

It's been called many things - many of them crude - Lip Service, Muff Diving, and my favorite - "Going way down south in Dixie."

But whatever you want to call it, it can be one of the most pleasurable sexual acts between two people. Two women, a guy and a women - doesn't matter. It is a very powerful part of any sexual lovemaking and as such should be practiced and practiced and practiced some more.

First things first - Guys - get it out of your head that just because she gives you a blowjob you have to reciprocate, or if you go down on her - she will blow you. Nope - WRONG thinking. This sexual act should be given freely - no strings and no expectations. Sensual Sex is as much about exploring the sensations and the act of giving to your partner as it is about enjoying the acts. The more you give the more you will receive. Truer words about Sensual sex I can't think of.

I enjoy eating my woman because of the reaction I can get out of her. When she is moaning and her hips are swinging so hard that I feel I have to hold on - I know I am doing it right and my cock is getting hard just from her reaction. I do it - not because of the taste - although I do enjoy it most of the time - no I do it because I love giving it. That is probably why women enjoy it from me. Women are great judges of when we guys are going through the motions and when we are enjoying ourselves. You enjoy it she will enjoy it more. So if you can't get over the taste, don't like giving it - or just plain don't want to - DON'T! She will see right through you if you are going thorough the motions and it will affect how she returns the favor. If it isn't your thing - TELL HER! Find some other way to please her or be honest and learn from her how to do it right . You will find her much more reciprocating in other areas if you are honest or willing to learn than if you force it or go through the motions. Ok? Good.

So how would Sensual recommend accomplishing a pleasure filled cunnilingus session? Well here are some pointers that have worked for me - women chime in here if I am off base or forgetting something.

First - unlike a blowjob or other sexual acts - moving slow and deliberate at all times is recommended. Let her warm up to the idea of you being down there. Kiss her thighs, slowly undress her. Use simple strokes first before you are forcing anything into her pussy. Make sure it is well lubricated first. Good sign is moaning or movement of the hips. Just like we like women to be tender with our balls and enjoy certain motions and speeds - so also do our women.

So build slowly. Kiss your way up her legs. Soft slow kisses. Run your hands around on her legs. Use your hands to feel each square inch. Build the moment until you actually get close enough to actually begin eating - but then hold off. Rub her stomach, massage her ass a bit, trace your fingers around her pussy but not over it yet, kiss her stomach, rub her tits, whatever - but slightly tease her before you go down there.

Now slowly just place your hand over her lips. Don't push for penetration yet. Just hold your hand there. Let it feel the wetness, feel the warmth. If you do this right she will move for you - moving her hips against your hand. Add the other hand to the side of the first and just let them set there. Cup a bit - feel the fullness there. Move your hands side to side - move it all around slowly. Let her own juices and lips caress her clit. Let her warm up to the whole idea. You will get much better results in the next couple of steps if you get her nice and wet for you. (BTW - got those moves from Nina Hartley's video series - Thanks Nina!)

Now use both hands to pull her open. Settle your mouth over her lips and let your tongue move. Some will recommend tonguing the alphabet, or shapes - I recommend mixing things up. Don't fixate on her lips, or her clit - hit many areas - drop out onto her thighs and nuzzle and kiss there once in awhile as you continue to cup and move your hands. As you are licking - move your hands. Cup her ass, massage it. If she is into ass play, rub around there (HINT - don't use this method to find out if she likes ass play - find out first some other way - don't break the mood by trying this - You WILL get a bad reaction if she isn't into it. And NEVER place the fingers that played with her ass in or back on her pussy - bad form and bad medically. Nuff said)

Move your mouth over her clit and don't act like a vacuum cleaner - soft suction and tongue action all the way. As you continue to lick and suck, slowly begin working your finger up and down her slit. Slowly. Carefully. Make sure she is really wet. And go slow. Trace her slit, slowly deepen the movement as if you are tracing it to make a mental map - if you do this right you will be able to mentally draw a map in your mind later. Find the difference in textures. See if you find any more sensitive areas. Switch directions - go downward one time and pull upward the next. Don't get into a rut - use your hand multiple ways to encourage her passion. But go slowly. Until you are rubbing all the way and you feel her opening.

A mistake many men make at this point is to immediately shove a finger in. NO!. Slow and sensual is the right path. Keep your mouth moving, keep your off hand caressing all over as you begin to slide a finger in. Again if she isn't wet and moving - you are too early to penetrate. She should be moving her hips and moaning your name - even begging for you to enter before entering - remember it is always a good idea to ask if you are unsure. She will definitely tell you what she wants if you are doing things right. So ASK DIRECTIONS! Be a Man not a man. (Unless you are a woman - but you will have a better appreciation for the right techniques won't you?)

So if you are hitting the right buttons she will be telling you with non verbal and verbal clues. Here is where I like to move my position a bit. There is no better feedback than if she is caressing and handling your cock as you eat her. I love the feel of a woman's hand sliding up my leg and onto my cock as I eat her. Gets me harder - but lets her give you feedback. So move your hips up on the bed, or go to a 69 position. Try various positions to find a comfortable one for you both - some women don't like the man on top in a 69 - others like to have you all the way away from her - Talk about it - practice a few - find out what you both like.

Then as you slide your finger(s) in and out - again mentally map. Find her g-spot carefully - don't move too fast - find the difference in textures inside and slowly keep building pressure, speed and force. Some women like a forceful entry and finger fuck, others need plenty of time to build to it - but every woman will get to the point that she wants more. Make her beg and ask for it before you do it and again you will be right on track.

Keep moving your lips, your tongue, your hands and your fingers. Mix up your movements, slide your hand away to caress her thighs as you lick her entire pussy, then return to her clit, move to the g-spot then in and out - add fingers. Each woman will be different but if you have been good at asking her as you go what she likes and you are following it - you are almost there.

Remember that you being vocal can also be a turn on for her - "I love your pussy. Cum for me baby. I love it when you are wet." Tell her how much you enjoy eating her out - Many women will find this amazingly erotic others hate it - Again talk it over and be honest and keep communicating.

Keep your pace smooth and building. As you get further and closer to an orgasm, her clit will be able to withstand more direct pressure. So lick it, suck it, nibble lightly on it. Move your fingers faster, shove them in and out forcefully, or spend more time on her g-spot. Remember that each is different but as you get close you can be rougher. Think of great fucking. you never start at full speed to start - you always build up slowly.

Now as you approach the orgasm - keep things moving at the same pace. Don't slow down or speed up too much unless she asks for it. Being consistent in pace is very important here. The better you build slowly to this point and the better you watch your speed - the better she will cum - and she will cum if you do this right. Listen to her verbal and no verbal cues - she will give you the signs if you are paying attention to her - and ALWAYS pay attention to her.

I love to pull her against my mouth as she gets right up to the orgasm and play with her g-spot as I suck on her clit - but that's me - you will find through practice that you will find your own methods. But make sure you go all the way over the top and keep going for a bit - if you are doing things right you can bring her to multiple orgasms without changing pace - and that is always a wonderful ride to have.

Now after she has came and you have moved up beside her- don't expect her to be able to jump on top of you right then and there - Spend time caressing her body. Move up and begin to suck on her nipples, nuzzle at her neck, massage her body, caress her hair, kiss her softly - anything that allows her to come off her orgasm high before you move to the next step. For some women the next step will be to blow you - others want to fuck right there - some want a bit of recovery time - whatever it is - DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING! By being the good guy - the nice guy - you have a much higher chance of getting something after your meal versus if you start forcing her head toward your crotch, or telling her it is your turn now. Let the moment go on it's own and more often than not - you will get some satisfaction back. Trust me. For some of you men - that is a tough pill to swallow - but remember - the better you treat your woman - the better she will treat you.

Overall - watch your pace, vary your movements, listen for her cues, and think of her pleasure first. If you do all this and more - you and your partner should enjoy the act a whole lot more - and you will find everything else that follows it to be amazingly better. But that's just my opinion.

Women - Did I forget anything? Any special tricks we guys should think to use? Off my rocker? Comments.

Men - Any moves you like to use that I am forgetting to add? Disagree with me anywhere? Comment away.

Until next time - Sensual Sex for all - and remember - Same Bat Time - Same Bat Channel.

Stolen Moments

2004-11-18T00:58:00.000-06:00

I enter your perception quietly. I know that your mind is elsewhere - reading your email, uploading a picture or maybe surfing the web. You might even be reading my writings. You thinking of me as I approach you quietly.

As you realize I am near you - I can tell your interest has turned my way. I can feel your heart beating faster, your breath quickening and your pussy getting wet just because I approach. How do I know this? Because I know you. Intimately.

I picture you in my mind perfectly. Your tits. Your face. Your legs. Your pussy. Your entire exquisite body.

I can see every part of you in my mind as you sit there thinking of me. Your mind considering the ways I will take you. Your soul yearning for my attention. Your urges demanding my attention. Your body getting ready for my attentions.

The way my hands will undress you. Carefully removing each piece of clothing -

One

by

One.

My mouth working over each piece of your tanned body as it is uncovered. Each piece of clothing reveling more of you - but also raising the stakes. Will we be discovered? How many times can I make you cum? How many ways can I think of to pleasure you. Each thought brings your senses to a higher level. Each imagined thrust of my cock, each kiss, each mumbled word of pleasure only increases your heat as we use each other to find our shared need - our shared passion.

As your clothing comes off - my hand moves to my crotch. Rubbing over clothing at first. Feeling each movement as if your hand was teasing me - encouraging me to get hard for you. Slowly I reach my hand into my shorts. Sliding my hand towards my increasingly hard cock. It's the thought of you naked and writhing in pleasure that hardens my cock and quickens my breathing. But it's the thought of pleasuring you that forces me to slow my hand - to make each moment last.

As I see your clothing leave your body open and willing - my movements become more harried.

You move to the bed and spread yourself for me - your pussy glistens in the moonlight as your hand begins to trace your body. Your hand moving to my direction. Your body reacting to my needs and wants.

My hand moves - encouraging my reaction - encouraging my blood to boil as I move nearer to shooting my hot steaming load.

Your back arches as you pinch a nipple. I tell you to turn over showing me your ass. Your hair spreads over the pillow, your face buried as your moans gain volume and you begin to scream my name. Your pussy begins to weep as you think of me entering you from behind. My cock sliding between your cheeks as it enters your ass. You can feel it as if it were happening.

My cock begins to swell - my balls preparing the load to fire. Your pussy starts to constrict as you feel your orgasm approaching.

I tell you to slap your ass. No - harder. I want the slap to ripple your ass. I want to feel the slap move through the room like a thunderclap. Now repeat it. Faster. Move your hand faster find your g spot. Rub it for me. Feel my eyes roam your body as you bring yourself to an orgasm for me. Cum for me now. Cum hard for me. Make me want to cum.

No - don't stop - keep rubbing - think of my cock shoving in and out of your ass as I take you as my own. As I make you cum for me because I can. Think of that as my cock begins to spew long tendrils of my seed. Think of that as I cum for you. I cum for the erotic kink we share together.

Think of this as we cum simultaneously so far away from each other - and we smile as we realize that even words on a screen can connect two horny lovers so far apart.

Smile - soon we can do it all over again and again - maybe the next time can be in person.

The Stranger

2004-11-13T20:56:00.000-06:00

Fellow Sensual People -

Another dear reader has sent in her request for a story written just for her.

So without further adieu - The Stranger

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The Stranger
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I had been watching her for weeks. She worked across the street from one of my major clients. See I am a salesman for a company that is the middle man to various stores - in this case a Sporting Goods Shop. I have to stop there about once a week to check up on any needs. I had noticed her a number of weeks ago. She works in one of those offices that have a big plate glass window and she sits right inside it at her desk. Computer screen by the window so she is always facing the street. A move that I am thankful for every time I look over.

She has beautiful deep blue eyes, blonde Brown hair and a perfect smile that lights up the world. I knew she had seen me before because each time I show up now and look over, she is staring at me hard for just a second before dropping her eyes and smiling as if I had caught her. God I love it when a woman does that. I feel naughty when I get caught but I couldn't help myself - she is so damn hot.

This time was no different. I had saved this stop to the end of the day because I had resolved that it was time to ask this woman out for a drink. As I pulled my car to a stop, I let my eyes float over to her window. Yep - there she was staring at her computer screen. Time to get the store visit out of the way so I could get to what I really wanted to do - go meet this beauty.

Running into the store, talking to the manager and getting his latest order took me 15 minutes - each one lasting an eternity as I saw the clock get closer and closer to 5pm. I have no way to know when she leaves work. I could only hope she is still there when I get done.

As I walk out of the store and across the street I can tell I am too late. The lights are off and the office has a Closed Sign in the window. Damn - well maybe next week.

"Sorry we just closed. Can I help you with something?"

Turning - I see her leaning against the wall beside the office. She is wearing a tight form fitting sweater. God her tits are beautiful and full. Nice sized but gorgeous. Suckable tits if i have ever seen a pair.

"Well - I was going to introduce myself and see if you wanted to get a cup of coffee. I've been watching you every week I come by here to visit across the street. I finally got the nerve to come meet you."

I could see her brighten a bit, the smile showing off her beautiful lily white teeth.

"I'm sorry - I was just taking a break before i go home - I'm engaged." She held up her hand to show off her ring.

I decided to go for broke.

"Well what about something else then." I left the idea hanging in the air as I noticeably glanced down at her tits.

I could see her blush and smile as she appeared to stammer a bit trying to figure out a response.

"One time - no strings. Just a little fun in the late afternoon. We could go to my place. No one would know."

I put on my best charm and flashed my beautiful blue eyes - women love my deep blue eyes. I am athletic and trim but it's my eyes that usually seal the deal. I paused long enough to let her think it over.

"Well if you don't want to that's fine. I respect that - if you ever change your..." I started to turn away toward my car until she interrupted me with a hand on my arm.

"My place. I want to do it at my place." I smiled and nodded. "Ok - do you need a ride or do you have a car?"

"I have a car right over there - you can follow me." I turned my head to see where she had pointed. Turning back I simply nodded. "Ok - lead the way beautiful."

Clothing Pt. 2

2004-11-10T01:17:00.000-06:00

Well I have had the most reaction to any post with the underwear post yesterday. Not sure if I hit a nerve or just made you all think a bit about it all.

I am glad if I did - thinking about you all walking around wondering what everyone is wearing or not wearing under their clothing is extremely satisfying and erotic for me. Bravo everyone - Bravo!

As I was sitting in a training session this afternoon I kept coming back to yesterday's post and asking myself some questions that don't have easy answers but I thought I would post them up here and see if any of you illustrious intelligent readers could help me understand a few issues I have with other clothing issues.

1. Why is it that we have gotten to the point where women wear blouses that are too tight for their tits and pull at the buttons of the blouse leaving slight gaps in the closure but not showing off anything underneath? Extremely erotic for me as I am wondering what is under there - but do we have to get to the point that the blouses seem to have shrunken a bit in the wash since you bought it.

2. Why is it that men's shirts are normally all tuck in and women's blouses are made to be so short that they regularly rise up showing off some skin and maybe if we are lucky a glimpse of a g string or panties? I know it might be something about attracting men and the blouses do get my attention but c'mon ppl - help me out here.

3. Why is it that the younger crowd of young men are wearing baggy pants that hang down below their knees and barely cover their asses? I can think of better ways to cool off their nuts to protect their sperm counts from high heat but the bagginess is ridiculous.

5. And on a side note - why do the youngster men like to wear their boxers almost inches out of their pants? Again ladies - does this get you hot and bothered or just bothered?

6. Women - I know Bra's are a typical necessary item of daily clothing for most of you - but according to a friend of mine who works for Victoria's Secret - oh too many of you are wearing ill fitted and ill sized bras. Seems to me that if this is a required piece of your daily allowance of clothing - that you would want to make sure it was as good a fit as possible and felt comfortable rather than cutting into your breasts or forcing them to hang out of the bra.

7. OK Women - lets try and settle the age old discussion - Which do you prefer on a man Boxers, Briefs, Commando?

8. Guys - Lets settle this one - teddy, bra and panties, special lingerie set or nothing - which is hotter to you?

9. Why have the bell bottom jeans made a comeback? Is this some crazy result of Austin Powers Movies? A time capsule opened and the bell bottoms sprung out like Aliens looking for an ass to attach to and basically reproduce until Bell bottoms have taken over the world?

10. What's the most erotic clothing a partner could wear to get you hot and bothered - For me it would be a mens button down shirt and nothing else - but then again a number of you have sent me comments and emails about what you were wearing and after yesterdays post - I can say you all have truly turned me on

By no means a complete list - but enough of one to get you all started thinking and commenting. Make sure to list a word or a couple of words before you reply on any of the above questions or submit your own in the comments area.

For those of you still up this late - have a Great night.

for those of you already asleep - share some ideas and comments tomorrow.

Have a great day - A chicken for every pot!

Sensual.

Underwear

2004-11-08T20:55:00.000-06:00

I had a very long day - I put over 100 miles of in town driving on my vehicle today - don't get me wrong - it wasn't a bad day just long and tiring. I think I will go take a nap after I post this.

But I know that I have been a bit busy and I wanted to get this online first - Need to keep you wonderful readers horny and happy.

So as I was driving around town visiting appointments I kept seeing beautiful women walking around. My eyes trailed over their beautiful forms and kept settling on how I wondered what they had under the vanilla clothing they were wearing. That is when it hit me- Underwear.

Yeah - simplistic I will give you - but think about it. How much money is spent on underwear in this world. Cotton, Nylon, Silk, etc. Teddies, panties, bras, briefs, boxers, boxer briefs, g strings, negliges, tank tops, baby dolls, pasties, long underwear, short underwear, etc. etc. etc.

We all usually wear something to make life a bit more comfortable. Or for some of you - the lack thereof is the comfortable choice.

As I was driving around, my mind moved from the simple thought about underwear to the sexuality of the choices. How many people wear underwear that is sexy and Sensual under rather drab clothing. Underwear that each time they move reminds them of their urges and sexual needs. Underwear that reminds them that there is more to their day than work - there is coming home to be able to relax with someone who tries to make their life a Sensual one. Underwear that reminds them that they are just a short walk from a bathroom to quietly get themselves off because they are thinking about that someone who makes them hot and horny.

And then there are those who while they look terribly normal - are actually not wearing anything.

SHUDDER - what would their Mother think if they were in an accident?

But - Sensually - think about the idea that some of the people we talk to - buy our groceries from, see at the bar and even bring home for a night of hot passionate, pussies wet, cocks hard, long amazing erotic kisses, tumbling all over the bed sex - are not wearing any underwear?

Think of them. Sitting at their desks at work. Maybe wearing a short skirt and interesting top. No underwear - their pussies getting wetter at each slight breeze across their sexually charged lips, that kinky sort of erotic feeling that the wrong movement, the right wind and their skirt is riding up giving every horny man a chance to glimpse that place that only the properly chosen intimate should be able to see but is now on display for the world. Damn - my cock is getting hard thinking about it.

I love the idea of a woman who knows what she likes in underwear - but also knows what turns on her man. I don't care if it is tightie whities - g strings, cotton briefs or silk - anyone willing to choose the right underwear for their Sensual partner - is a Goddess in my book. Heck - the woman who wears what she feels Sensual in - is just as much a Goddess also.

Oh and those who choose to go without or to wear amazingly Sensual underwear - I say Goddess and amazingly Kinky, erotic and passionate. And it makes me even hotter thinking about that beautiful woman - sitting there in her vanilla outer wear - me wondering what is under there - when only she knows it is nothing I would even consider under that clothing - Ah how Sensual is that.

Interesting Article

2004-11-07T14:42:00.000-06:00

Many of you know my policy on Politics and this Blog. I will touch on issues if I feel they are important enough - but otherwise this blog is a Politics Free Zone.

Not on this issue.

msscribe has written a well thought out - wonderfully written post about how "Gays and Lesbians need to get Black." The article is HERE.

Little preview -

(SNIP)
Sometimes, I like to refer to myself as an "undercover" sister. See, I'm African American with all of the recessive genes, meaning I have blonde hair and blue/green eyes and on a good hair day, I could pass for white to someone not used to being around a "lighter" person of color. You have some interesting conversations with those of different races who don't know your Black. I've had white people freely use the word Nigger around me (only to be rudely interrupted, of course) and I've had others openly declare stereotypes about those people.

And I thought about how much like being Gay this must be.
(SNIP)

This is an issue that many push into the mental closets and try to ignore. We aren't bigoted. We aren't mean and cruel. We aren't discriminating against the larger Gay community. We are just living our lives.

BUT - every time we listen to a joke and not respond. Every time we don't call someone on their bigoted comments. Every time we don't stand up for everyone's right to Life Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness - we are being bad people. Think HARD about this everyone - YOU are part of the problem if you do not make an effort to solve the problem.

So - read msscribe's article - think about it - and don't let yourself push the issue back into the closet - it deserves a lot more than that.

Is there a Good Wench out there for Sensual?

2004-11-06T23:54:00.000-06:00

I was talking to a friend tonight that has absolutely no idea of this blogs existence. But our totally friendly relationship has evolved into an ability to discuss each others sexual lives.

As we were talking I mentioned to her that a good online friend had told me that I needed to find a good wench. Her reaction was more interesting than I expected.

"Umm. Is there such a thing as a GOOD wench?" After a good laugh I told her I didn't know and that I would have to think about it.

So after thinking about it I decided that yes there are "good" wenches out there - so I decided that maybe I would make up a job description sort of thing for anyone who might be interested in applying for the role of Online Sensual Wench(es) or for the main position of Sensual Wench. Enjoy the application process and apply if you think you are interested in either of the positions.

JOB:
Sensual Wench - Online (multiple positions available) or Real Life Sensual Wench (Only one position available)

Description:
The job of the Sensual Wench is to support and assist Sensual in all areas of life. Duties will vary and benefits will be negotiated.
Online Sensual Wenches will be expected to follow a different set of expectations than are listed below - but those expectations are based on the real life position of Sensual Wench. If you have questions about the differences between the positions please contact Sensual directly.

Duties:
The person wanting to fill this position will have to be a truly Sensual person. She (sorry guys but not my thing) will need to have excellent communication skills, sexual skills including oral, manual and mutually physical sexual skills, erotic tendencies, and a true love of all things Sensual. In addition to various tasks of a sexual nature, she should be able to be a true partner to Sensual in all roles of life. She should enjoy long inane discussions of varied topics and be able to stand up for herself. No "lost puppy dogs" should apply.

Sexual Duties:
A truly Sensual Wench enjoys sexual relations. She is not required to absolutely enjoy or practice the following but a true experimental nature is highly recommended. Skills in Oral Pleasure, Manual Stimulation, Vaginal and Anal Sex, talking dirty, light punishment during sex, slight bondage, additional partners if both Sensual and Wench approve, being a Switch (submissive or Dominant personality depending on the situation) during sex, role playing, long hot passionate kisses, and a true ability to give and receive pleasure during sex are all recommended and valued. While previous experience in these skills is a plus, it is by no means, a requirement. Truly sensual people enjoy experimentation of their own Sensual natures while assisting Sensual in exploring his own. Thus those who feel their own sexual abilities and experiences are not to the level of Wench at this point are still highly encouraged to apply.

Other Duties:
Sensual is a typical male bachelor.

While he is housebroken and able to care for himself (pretty well) including good skills in personal finance, cooking and household maintenance- do not expect that the role of Wench requires any specific household duties. All cohabitation chores will be split between Sensual and Wench on a negotiated basis. In a similar manner - while Sensual is gainfully employed and makes a good salary - the Wench is expected to be able to hold her own job outside the relationship and to support the costs of the household in a shared manner unless a suitable understanding is negotiated.

Sensual's Wench will be expected to be supportive both emotionally and physically. Hugs, Kisses, expressions of passion and emotional displays such as smiles and loving looks are required. Sensual, also has times when he finds himself in an emotional funk. Wench will be expected to be as supportive and kind as possible during these times, just as Sensual will be similarly supportive and uplifting for Wench when she is in similar funks. Understand - this job is a two way street - while sexual activities of a reasonable number of times each week and some control and power play is expected in the Sexual relationship - true love, support and an equal partnership is absolutely required in all other areas of the relationship.

Relationship based joking, jabs and verbal banter will be part of the relationship - Sensual is not a vindictive or mean man - thus a little verbal banter is not meant to hurt or denigrate the Wench. On the contrary, Sensual will do his best to be a supportive and kind partner to any person fulfilling the role of partner and Wench. Anyone wishing to fill the role will be required to have a similar sense of support and care as well as a good sense of humor also.

Benefits:
Sensual offers no pay for this office. But the benefits package may be seen as generous. Long sessions of Phone Sex, erotic fiction written for the Wench, emotional and physical support, shared sexual pleasures, loving partnership and a person in Sensual that will truly care about you the Wench - are all included in the benefits package. Other additional benefits may be available and will be given freely or on a negotiated manner.

Additional requirements:
While Sensual is willing to take on a number of Online Wenches - the person who will truly fulfill the role of Sensual's Wench - will be required to live in the same town or general vicinity of Sensual's place of residence. Cohabitation is not expected but highly recommended. General body type will be a factor in final selection but is not limited at this point. All hair colors, heights, body types, skin colors, and sexual experience levels are welcome and encouraged to apply.

Sensual does reserve the right to make final selection based upon a gut reaction, a cock reaction, or a final interview process. Due to his own needs and urges, Sensual does admit that he usually enjoys sex and relationships with a certain style of woman - but promises to be as fair as possible in the final selection process and to be as open and willing as he can in making the final selection.

Note:
Sensual is not a perfect specimen. He is happy in his skin but is not the typical man some of you might picture as the man you might expect to spend with in a long term emotional and physical relationship. While you might not make a second glance at Sensual as you walk down the street or as you would be considering someone for a one night stand - he does bring a number of other benefits to the situation that should more than make up for any difference in expected physical appearance.

Process:
If you are interested in applying for the role of either an online Sensual Wench or the full position of Sensual Wench - please email or instant message Sensual care of the appropriate links on this site. Erotic Photos, Stories, Phone Calls (If prior approved), bribes and erotic discussions may assist your application. And while they are not required they are highly recommended.

Questions may be posted in the comment section below, emailed or IM'ed to Sensual himself.

Good Luck!

Illegal Acts

2004-11-06T13:12:00.000-06:00

Well everyone - I should be posting a number of things this weekend - but lets start here.

Illegal Acts is a post on a site that informs us all about some of the strange laws involving being Sensual around the world.

Best part is that the posters decided that they should include pictures of them breaking said laws.

Very Nice.

Great Line.

2004-11-04T21:23:00.000-06:00

I was in the middle of an IM with a very interesting reader.

Was asked what was on my mind.

I replied "Sex."

Was then asked - "Always, Right?"

I then mistyped - but then realized I liked the lilt of the following. Maybe my subconscious speaking through my fingers.

"Lots of times - now always"

Sort of a fun spin - Do I think about sex? Lots of times - but now always. Sort of hits to the idea that sex is on the brain and when thinking about it - Now always.

Poetic eh?

Sorry - Been Busy

2004-11-04T00:55:00.000-06:00

Sorry everyone - forgive my absence. I have been very busy at work and at home.

I have a number of things I am working on for this site - but have been working long hours and been busy each night.

So keep checking back - cause once I find the time I should be posting 3 or 4 things pretty quickly at one point. Probably tomorrow night but might be the weekend by the time i find the time to get things written.

For those interested - I am working on at least one story, a post about the Brunette, the new Blonde and a couple of other fun items.

So please be patient and remember that there are 6 emergency exits on our Blog - two in the front, two over the wings and two in back. Please take the time to find your nearest exit.

Thanks for playing - Have a Sensual Night.

- S -

Story: Long Distance

2004-11-01T00:35:00.000-06:00

I feel the wheels bump on the tarmac. I can feel the air in the plane change a bit. It's as if everyone has started moving around, squirming in their seats - anxious to get out of this aluminum tube and back on real ground. I just sit there and smile. I can wait. I have been waiting for this moment for 6 months.

We had met online. Through my blog. She lived so far away and we hadn't ever thought that we would ever meet first hand. But when things got interesting online and only got better and better, we continued to joke about meeting face to face. Exchanging erotic photos and tawdry emails and notes only heightened our urges about each other. I had heard about her life. Growing up. Finding a job, a good partner, a home - all the things normal adults do.

But we weren't normal adults - we were open with each other about our urges. Our needs. Our own kinks. And we came. Cum flowed from each of us over time as we talked about what we would do to each other if we were face to face. The moves we would make, the things we would say. On some levels we had opened our souls. And to each of us - we felt that the other knew some parts of us that we might never reveal to our real life partners. Ideas and thoughts we would absolutely never tell a total stranger. But we weren't strangers anymore. Nope. Six months of conversations had made us close, agonizingly close - and now for the first time we were going to meet face to face.

I stood as the door opened and gathered my stuff from the cramped overhead bin. I had brought my laptop with me and hoped it might come in hand later. And my camera. Couldn't forget that. I knew I wanted to take a hundred pictures of her. I wanted to bring a part of her back with me - because neither of us knew if we would ever meet face to face again.

As much as we wanted this weekend together - we both knew that our partners in real life were wonderful people. People we could settle down with and love for the rest of our lives. But - we also knew that if we didn't do this - we would both regret it for a very long time.

Walking through the strange airport - I kept seeing things that made me think of her. The advertisements for women's perfume. The internet company offering nationwide access for a cheap monthly price. The jewelers ads telling us the ring we should buy was priceless. Each - made me smile a smile as if I knew something that no one else knew. I did - I was going to fuck this gorgeous woman I had been lusting after for months.

Soon I passed through the security checkpoint and moved through the throng of people toward baggage claim. She had promised to be waiting there for me. So as I dropped down toward the area on the escalator my eyes began scanning the full area. Families reuniting with Dad after his business trip, the college students arriving for Spring break, the business guys in their suits and me. Just another guy walking through the area looking for a woman to pick me up for passionate sex. Yeah - I had the biggest smile on my face and no one knew why.

Finding the right carrousel, I searched for my bags in the many circling on the belt. Just as I saw my bag getting closer I felt a hand grab my ass in a slow sensual grope. Straightening I didn't look back - just told whoever that they better be careful - I was meeting a wonderful woman and she had an amazing jealousy streak. I felt the hand leave my ass for a sec, a high pitched laugh and a playful swat back on my ass.

"Well - let her know - you're taken. I even have a claim check."

Grabbing my bag off the belt and setting it beside my carry on - I slowly turned around and studied the woman of my erotic online dreams. I had seen her in so many pictures that I had no problem knowing it was her. But there is nothing like meeting her for the first time. Smelling her perfume, seeing her blush softly as I smiled at her. Her hair, her tits, her body. Here in the flesh not visualized over a wire and a bunch of 0's and 1's.

"You always pick up strange men in Airports?" I smiled and opened my arms for a hug. Always best to let the woman decide how far to take things the first time."

Leaning into me I felt her arm enfold me and pull me close as her other hand cupped the back of my head pulling me down into a long wet welcoming kiss. Breaking it - She dropped her head back and smiled.

"Only the hot ones with a grabable ass."

I had worried a bit about this whole trip - but now I was worried that the time together wouldn't last long enough to let us explore each others bodies enough.

Mind Fucking?

2004-10-31T10:43:00.000-06:00

I was surfing the blog scene this morning and ran across a post by Bliatz about her Mental Clit - and how sex, even kinky sex, can turn into Vanilla sex rather quickly if not done with additional mental stimulation to go with it.

I agree totally. Sometimes when I read about a woman having to be a "dead fuck" to even get a chance at getting herself off - or read about that couple that sees sex as a chore versus an amazing experience between two loving individuals - I get a peak at what Bliatz is talking about.

We have discussed the fact that a truly Sensual relationship requires trust, communication and a bit of love. But doesn't it also include the need that each partner is finding someway within the relationship to be sexually fulfilled? I would say so.

Men tend to be physical and visual type sex partners. We get off - typically but not always - on the physicalness, the look, the curve of her thigh, the tightness of her ass, etc. We watch porn for the visuals and the sounds. Women - again typically but not always - usually are looking for that mental clit portion as much as they are to be touched, to see a hot guy, to have a cock to play with, etc.

Neither are good or bad - just being honest that each sex - male or female - usually requires different things to have a fully satisfying Sensual Sex encounter. Maybe that is why women - so far - tend to be my most vocal and responsive readers of my stories. Could it be that my writings and the writings of other similar Sexbloggers - hits that mental clit a bit? Gives them mental images and ideas that stimulate that mental clit?

Not for me to answer. Maybe I am right on the money - maybe I am close - heck, maybe I am way off base. But it is an interesting thought isn't it?

Halloween Party #1 - Friday Night

2004-10-30T09:35:00.000-05:00

Well folks - I promised to finish "Long Distance" - And I will. Just not right now - probably not even until tomorrow.

See - I didn't expect to be going to a Halloween Party last night. Came up suddenly and as many of you online know I have a specific rule I attempt to follow explicitly - Real Life comes before Computer Life. I think you all will agree wholeheartedly on that rule.

So after pulling together a quick costume - Jeans, Black thermal long sleeve t-shirt, leather vest, black hat, flashlight and leather sap - My club door bouncer was ready to visit the party for a bit of music, alcohol and stress relief.

Some notes of interest -

- Best costume was a 6' 6" guy dressed as a flapper - short dress, fishnets, long beads, etc. He even shaved his legs and had the heels on. Even seemed to be comfortable in it. Anyone else wonder if he and his wife enjoy this more often than just Halloween? She was dressed as a man in a full suit, hot tight white shirt, and a black fedora tipped down over her eyes. I think I could enjoy cross dressing if it included this VERY hot brunette with 34C's.

- I got attacked. Yep - attacked. No, I did not get laid. But I did get a bunch of her groping me and having my hands forced onto a very nice tight ass as this beautiful outgoing blonde decided it was time to make my night a bit better. I had to walk a very fine line as the boyfriend was about 3 feet away and had no idea she was going to do this - but I can tell you that if the opportunity appears to see what this hot woman is like in the sack - I am not going to be thinking twice. Her ass through the jeans was hard and tight, her tits are beautiful C's, she has that classic body including curves and a sensuality that makes you think she hides a kink side. I can lust after her oh so easily.

- I am now adding Happy by Ralph Lauren perfume to my list of perfumes to check out further - the Blonde was wearing it and I could smell it on me for most of the night after my encounter with her. Oh - and she kept coming up near the end of the night and sat on the edge of the chair I was sitting in and settled her tits against the side of my head as she reached around me to give me a hug. Ladies - remember - if the boyfriend is in the room and I respect him - I am going to be the nicest guy you know. It isn't nice or fair to guys I like to have you rubbing all over me in front of him. Now - if I know he enjoys it - and he is fine with you and I getting things on - then watch out. Otherwise - don't expect a grope or better until you are single or he is gone from the room for you to grope me in your drunken state. Only fair.

- I saw women in some tight ass costumes that left no doubt as to their size, shape, and sensitivity of their tits, ass, cunt, legs, and arms. The woman in the tight ass cotton body-suit - she said she was trying for the Brittany Spears look albeit in fabric versus leather - left nothing to be unsure about. Her tits were pert, her ass tight, her red hair long and her lips beautiful. Plus her eyes were gorgeous. If the boyfriend again wasn't around - I would have tried to get her to come home with me.

There is more to tell - but I have a very busy day including the Halloween Party tonight that I have known about for weeks. So tonight is Halloween Party #2. I will probably not post today - might tonight - definitely will tomorrow. Bear with me folks, Real Life is here - once done - I will be back to all of you here.

Hope you all are having a lot of fun with Halloween also - and that you all are getting plenty of Sensual Sex. Or at least a hot grope from a beautiful hot blonde. I sure did.

Sensual.

Postponed Story

2004-10-29T02:00:00.000-05:00

Folks - I am working on a story called "Long Distance" - I think you will like it - but it has gotten really late and I can't fight the need for sleep any longer. If I don't go get some sleep I think I am going to end up passing out on the keyboard. I wish I had the strength to finish it tonight - but after some sleep I will get it finished - I am sure the story will be worth the wait.

So I apologize, but stop back tomorrow or Saturday to check out "Long Distance" - I think you will like it better if I get some sleep and my mind is not a puddle of goo on the computer.

Here's a little taste of it to whet your appetites:

(SNIP)

We had met online. Through my blog. She lived so far away and we hadn't ever thought that we would ever meet first hand. But when things got interesting online and only got better and better, we continued to joke about meeting face to face. Exchanging erotic photos and tawdry emails and notes only heightened our urges about each other. I had heard about her life. Growing up. Finding a job, a good partner, a home - all the things normal adults do.

But we weren't normal adults - we were open with each other about our urges. Our needs. Our own kinks. And we came. Cum flowed from each of us over time as we talked about what we would do to each other if we were face to face. The moves we would make, the things we would say. On some levels we had opened our souls. And to each of us - we felt that the other knew some parts of us that we might never reveal to our real life partners. Ideas and thoughts we would absolutely never tell a total stranger. But we weren't strangers anymore. Nope. Six months of conversations had made us close, agonizingly close - and now for the first time we were going to meet face to face.

(SNIP)

That should give you a taste of what I am working on.

So - hope you all sleep well - get some Sensual Sex and have naughty erotic dreams. Maybe about me and my erotic dreams.

Take care -

Sensual.

CSI - Crime Sex Investigations?

2004-10-28T23:00:00.000-05:00

I am sitting here relaxing after an amazingly long day. But my bitching about my day is not for this site. Suffice it to say it was just a very long day.

But as I am sitting here watching CSI, I am getting awfully aroused. I think I am going to have to post something a bit more Sensual later tonight. Why would CSI - a crime drama be getting me aroused? Simple. The main story of tonight's episode is a dead woman in a fountain. She had been at a party. A party of Swingers.

This has to be one of my favorite CSI episodes - not only because of the subject matter, which helps by the way. Nope I love the interactions between the characters.

The look on Grissom's face when her opens the dishwasher and pulls out the top rack only to find it filled with Dildos, Vibrators, Paddles, etc. etc. There wasn't a dish in the whole rack. Almost seemed to be more toys in there than a Sex Shop.

Plus I loved the Swingers Groups rules: (BTW they are reasonable rules if you are going to swing)

1. No means No
2. Couples arrive together and leave together.
3. Drugs never, Condoms always
4. Sex with someone other than your spouse - not allowed except at parties
3. No Photos
4. No Video's
5. No Affairs
and the Kids must never know.

Couple of Quotes I really enjoyed:

Grissom: What kind of party was it?
Wife: A Mixer.

Wife: We play. (Blank look from Grissom) Swing.

Husband: It's not like we were having an affair

Wife: Variety is a good thing

Brass: Anyone use your pool last night?
Woman: We leave the gate unlocked.
Brass: You let your neighbors use your pool?
Woman: They might.
Brass: Well, (pause) you share everything else.

After finding the sex toys in the dishwasher - Grissom holds a nice pink vibrator up between two fingers,
looks at the Husband - Wife: Cleanliness is next to godliness.

Tech: 5 vibrators 5 plugs, string of beads....
Greg: Some kids play in the sandbox - some kinds want every toy in store - Even says they're dishwasher safe

Tech: 26 used condoms.
Greg: (Gives Advice on how to analyze them)
Tech: I've analyzed condoms before Greg. Just not in bulk.

Husband: Variety is a good thing - you get the right people together, a few drinks ... you'd be surprised what can happen

Wife: Everyone fantasizes about someone else - even you Mr. Grissom - A neighbor, A friend, girl at the office?
(I love this comment. This quote fits this Blog perfectly.)

In the past, I have had the opportunity to play with others like this - not quite an orgy, not quite swinging - more a mix of both. I can tell you that you need the right group of people to make this work - but when you do - IT IS AMAZING!

So - any of you wonderful readers Swing? Any interesting stories to share? Comments are open.

Sensual.
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1000 Visits - TODAY!

2004-10-27T09:31:00.000-05:00

Just a short note to thank everyone who has made this site more than I ever expected it to become.

Our time together has been short - only a couple of months so far - but I am enjoying being able to release my urges in a way that allows me release, but gives pleasure to all of you at the same time. Well - for some of you it may be a fun read - others it may also be a release and an orgasm. Or two. (GRIN)

So as we cross the 1000 unique page-load mark for the main page - I just wanted to say Thanks.

I love writing my stuff and based upon the emails, IM's and comments here - a good number of you enjoy my writings too.

Thanks again for making this more fun for me than I ever expected.

Keep those comments and emails coming - gotta have some muse's for my creative side - and some of you have been really wonderful at keeping me writing. You know who you are - and I couldn't have written a lot of my stuff without you. You people are the greatest.

I now return you to your originally scheduled program - already in progress......

Daily Brunette

2004-10-27T09:20:00.000-05:00

I caught myself thinking impure thoughts about the Brunette again.

See - For those who don't know - I usually run into this brunette each morning on the way to work. She's younger than I am, likes to wear her shoulder length hair in two ponytails, has a tight ass, B-cup tits, beautiful brown eyes, tight t-shirt, dirty torn jeans, and wears glasses. Think it might be the glasses that catch me. Something about intelligence and glasses going together. Or maybe it was the stripper that I encountered during college at the local strip club. Catholic school girls outfit - ever so soft skin, pert tits, amazing ass, even more amazing dancer. and a pair of thin wire framed glasses.Oh, how I have beat off to her mental image for years.

But back to the brunette - I saw her Friday and she had her hair down. Normally I only get to see her with her ponytails. Sex handles as some might call them. But Friday - she had her shoulder length hair down and fanned out. I could tell she gets it highlighted as she a good amount of blonde running through it - and I was torn. Not sure which I though was sexier - the handles or the loose hair.

On one hand - the handles give me thoughts of dominating this young woman. (BTW she is of age but at least 5 to 10 years younger than I am) She has a bit of an edge. I know this because we have talked a few times. I give her trouble, she blushes a bit and laughs at my jokes and plays back a bit in the short time I get to see her each morning. I wonder if she has a kink side - maybe goth - when she is not around her normal environment. So I can picture this little thing with the hot ass - coming up to me twirling her pigtails, short skirt, knee high socks and "handles". Hot.

She would walk up and blushing slightly - or faking a blush - and looking away and down a bunch nervously would ask if I thought she was pretty. I would of course reply that I thought all girls are pretty. Which would illicit a nervous laugh and a kicking of the feet as she says "Silly. All guys say that. Ummm. Do you want to kiss me?" I - of course being careful - would play hard to get. Making sure that I don't get into trouble (although sometimes trouble can be amazing fun - GRIN). At which point her kink side might slide out as she lost a bit of the nervousness and said "Well I think you're cute and I love sucking cock. Can I suck yours sometime?" Well that would be that and I would have her in a No-tell Motel or her tiny apartment or - who the fuck cares - somewhere to strip off all this girls clothing, embracing the beauty she hides under her pigtails and torn jeans and find out who this brunette really is when it comes to fucking and sucking and how kinky she really is under her blushing.

Then there's the thoughts when she has her hair down. It changes the picture completely. Instead of a goth kink feel - I get the idea it is the exact opposite of her pigtail side. See - here is where I see her as a young business woman - better suited to slight makeup on her high cheekbones - contact lenses, a lily white blouse over a conservative skirt and just starting a nice job out of college. She would be someone I met at a cocktail party or business networking session. She would laugh at my jokes, drop her hand on mine as we talked about politics and the world. Only to accept an invitation to a quiet dinner leading to a glass of chilled chardonay back at my place. Hot roaming hands on the couch, true innocence on her part when a bit of my dominant streak poked it's head out - only to be intrigued and curious about being blindfolded and tied up and having her get aroused and horny. A raised nipple here, a wet cunt there and a rock hard cock finish out the picture with her bouncing tits as she rode my cock toward finish only to slide off - settle down on it and milk each drop of cum from my spewing cock as I felt her hair settle and caress my crotch.

Both are so erotic to me. Both have such exquisite possibilities. Oh how I could enjoy either side of my fantasy about this perky brunette. And so good a picture - so good an idea for a story. So I think that maybe we should have some audience participation today.

I will leave this post sitting here without me taking the next step for awhile and let you all comment on it. When I get some time down the road - I will look back at this post and see which gets more votes for a story - Our pigtailed kink gothesque sexually challenging beauty - or the conservative prim and proper but aching to dabble in some kink horny woman? Leave your votes in the comments and as time allows and my urges come to the top - I will give you all a much more detailed posting of what an encounter with this woman might be like.

Everyone have a Sensual Day - probably another post or two later today or tomorrow.

Make love to my words

2004-10-25T01:24:00.000-05:00

Night.

I sit here thinking of you.

Thinking of you so far away from me. Knowing you are reading my words. Knowing that you are sneaking into my head. Reading my intimate thoughts and ideas. Getting hot over my mind. Not my cock. Not my body. Not the money in my bank account or the vehicle I drive.

No.

You are getting hot over my mind.

My ability to take the words and string them together in a way that invades your mind. My words have weight and power. Energy. Passion. Verbal Orgasms. Mental love.

I think of you when I write. I picture you so perfectly in my mind. Your smooth skin. Your body. Your Smile. Your eyes. I can feel your passion. I can feel your urges and I feed off them. Need them.

You. You make my words whole. You give my thoughts weight and power. You make me want to write. You make me want to reach through the computer to make love to your mind. Tell you the things I would do to you if you were here in front of me. Tell you the beauty only I can see. The beauty that is you in my mind.

In my mind we can go anywhere - do anything. Mad passionate kisses on a beach in the Caribbean. Intensely cold nights snuggling together to keep each others passion alive. Long walks together across the beauty of rolling green majestic hills as our hands join. Hot sultry nights exploring each others body. A slow piercing cock into a tight pussy under the stars.

You make we want to write. You are the passion beneath my words. You are the reason I write my thoughts - share my eroticism. I want my words to make love to you. Slow tender kisses under the moonlight. Soft caressing exploring hands. You are the reason I craft my words - the reason I share my passions. I want you to read them. I want you to know how you make me feel - how you make my cock hard as I think of you.

I sit here writing these thoughts for you. For your pleasure - because I know you get pleasure from my words. I know that they waken your urges. Open your passions and move your hands. I know that you read my words and your body reacts. I know my words make you want to get naked, to open your body to my thoughts. I know you get aroused - your nipples hardening, your juices flowing from my words. And I love every moment of it. I ache for your passion. Pain from your absence. For my passion is here waiting for you - but it is only words on a page until it moves you.

Come make love to my words. Let them flow through your mind. Let them waken the passion you hide from everyone else - the perfect face you show to the world. Let my words invade your soul - and open it to the power of it's passion. Let my words release you to revel in it.

So each time you read my words - think of me writing them for you. Let your passion out - for mine was released in the words you read. And my words are my passion for you - and you alone make my passion come alive.

Sensual Sex for all -

-S-

Intersesting Reflection Picture Site

2004-10-24T12:24:00.000-05:00

Surfing the net I came across this little site - it's free - and it is a site devoted to the erotic pictures taken by it's contributors of their reflections. Whether it is in something shiny like chrome or a tv screen or just a plain old mirror the site has some wonderful "glimpses" into people's real lives - even if they are posed.

Can't tell you how hot I get when thinking about being there - a fly on the wall inside peoples rooms as they change clothes or just go about their lives. Guess it is the voyeur in me. Or maybe I love shots like these so I can imagine being the guy behind the camera with the 12" dick I just took a picture of in the mirror - or to be the camera as I capture the amazing beauty of a woman - naked, her tits perked up, nipples engorged as she poses just for me. Poses to show me how much she wants me and this is how she is showing her love. Damn - I am getting hard just thinking about it. Maybe I will have to post something about these feelings. But not right now.

Here's the link: Reflectoporn

Requested Story - The Mall

2004-10-24T04:49:00.000-05:00

Well folks I promised you something interesting in the last post. This is one of the couple of posts I was talking about.

Seems that my post for our Mystery Gal - which as received some wonderful emails and comments by the way - has drawn another request for a story. As I have said before - I am willing to write a story if the person who requests it sends me some info, maybe a picture or two and asks nicely. I don't guarantee how quickly I will finish the story or that I will use every detail given - but I am always open for a request. Hint Hint - And remember emails that catch my interest somehow will be given priority.

So on to our story.

Sensual

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The Mall
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I have been sitting in the food court for hours searching for the right woman. The one who I can see is willing and able to satisfy my urges today. One who loves sex - one who exudes her sexuality - one who wants to be told what to do - and one I can fuck.

I have seen high school girls, married women, mothers with kids, college girls - you name it - I have seen it. But none have fit the bill so far. I am beginning to lose hope when I spot her coming out of one of those little stores filled with necklaces and ear rings. You know the one - always has a pack of young women coming in and out - always is painted neon blue or green and has every ring known to man that someone could wear on their body for 9.99 - two pair for 18.99.

She is no Christie Brinkley - but I can tell she is my best shot all day. She's wearing a short skirt - tight blouse and medium length hair. Typical college student in this Canadian town. It's not the clothing she is wearing though that catches my eyes - its how her own eyes are moving that catches my attention. She has paused with her purchases just outside the door and is leaning against the wall. Her back flat, her right leg up with her foot flat against the wall below her ass and her eyes are searching as hard as mine are. I can tell she is searching the crowd of men passing her by. Checking out their assets. Looking them up and down - enjoying this sliver of humanity walking past her. As if she is trying to pick out something on a conveyer belt but isn't quite sure what it will look like. I can tell she is exactly what i have been looking for.

Standing up and walking toward her I toss my warm Coke into the trash and begin to saunter over toward her. As I get closer I can see she has a ring in her lower lip, C-cup tits, and a beautiful eyes. I can tell she is picturing each man walking by her as if seeing as if he would fit the mental bill of sale she is holding.

I walk up and lean against the wall next to her. She saw me coming up toward her and stayed put. Another good sign.

Pausing a moment to get her comfortable with me being near her I break the ice.

"Looking for something?"

She looks over at me for a sec, swivels her head back to watching the humanity walking past and simply replies.

"Yeah - someone."

"Anyone in particular?"

"Nope. You?"

I decide that cutting to the chase is the best move.

"I'm looking for someone who wants to suck my cock and fuck me. Someone who isn't afraid of having some fun."

I can tell she's thinking it over. She looks back over at me and studies me up and down. Turns back and thinks for a minute or two before replying.

"Where?"

"Somewhere close - My cock is aching."

I can see that I just about have her on the hook but she is still thinking so I force the issue.

"You wanna fuck?"

She pauses for a moment or two then turns toward me.

"Oh yeah - I love to fuck. Let's go."

She starts moving off through the crowd toward the back of the mall. I am not sure where she is heading but figure i would see what she has in mind. I can tell she has something in mind. We enter a large chain store with all the standard departments. Menswear, Perfume. Housewares. Women's clothing.

As we move deeper into the store I can't quite guess where she is headed until we get closer. Women's Clothing appears from out of no where. I can see the mannequins dressed in suits and blouses. Not quite what i had in mind but it could work if she has something particular in mind.

I see her walk over to one of the young women working the floor. As we approach I see the woman appraise both of us the let her eyes settle on my new found friend. "I need the room."

I can tell that she has done this before because the woman on the floor doesn't blink twice - she just turns her head quickly around like everyone does when they don't want to be overheard. "$20 for 20 minutes - $50 will get you the room until you are finished."

My new friend looks over at me and raises an eyebrow as she nods her head over at the saleswoman.

I pull out my money-clip and pull two crisp $50 bills off and hand them to the woman. "Make sure we aren't disturbed and I will add another $50 when we are done." Nodding her head our new landlord checks over her shoulders again then leads us back toward one of the changing room areas. As we reach the opening to the rooms I see her pull a velvet rope from a stand and pause to let us through before snapping it across the opening with a sign saying "Closed for Cleaning" hanging from it. turning back I raise an eyebrow at my soon to be fuck buddy. She just shrugs and says "I've done this before."

I can tell I have picked the right woman. We walk back further into the changing rooms and she leads me to the rearmost room. As we walk in she drops her purchases on the floor outside the room then shuts the door behind me.

"Ground rules?" I ask. "Condom for my cunt. No cutting. No slapping anywhere that will show outside my clothes. You?"

"I call all the shots. I get to punish you if I feel like it. All other holes are open. Agreed?"

She nods her head. I pull off my jacket, set it down, then lean against the door. "Strip."

Without a pause she begins to unbutton the white shirt she is wearing. I can see the gap open slowly exposing her ample tits to my eyes. She tugs at the material tucked into her skirt and pulls the shirt off. Dropping it in the corner she reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. I love seeing a woman jut her tits out as she reaches around to get at her bra clasp. It's as if they are offering them up for me - making them bigger for me. She slides her bra off her arms and drops it on top of her shirt. Her tits hang down from their weight. Nice nipples point out from them - already excited. As she bend over to unzip her skirt - her tits hang loose and slide side to side with the motion. Beautiful. Her skirt soon joins the rest of her clothes leaving her in panties and a pair of red 2" heels.

"Stop. Turn around."

She stops and slowly turns for me. As her back is turned I slide up behind her and put my arms around her grabbing her tits. I can feel them full in my hands - her nipples pushing between my fingers as I begin to knead them. Her arms move out to grab the wall as she pushes her ass against my stiffening cock. A moan escapes her lips as my hands continue to introduce themselves to her breasts.

Spinning her around quickly I push her against the wall with my body as I shove my mouth over hers. I can feel the lip ring biting into my lips as my hands slip between our bodies to plunge into her panties and settle on her cunt rubbing it harshly. She is sopping wet and my hand is only getting her hotter.

"Oh baby - that's it take me. Do me hard. I like hard. Fuck me."

Her words pierce my thoughts and I pull away. Pulling my shirt off I throw it in another corner and open my pants. Stripping them off I rub at my cock through my boxers. She stands there licking her lips watching me strip. I lose my shoes and then stand there. reaching over I grab her by the hair and force her to her knees.

"You've been a bad girl haven't you. Why don't you prove to me why I should fuck you Slut."

Looking up at me from on her knees i see her eyes widen and a smile come over her mouth. Nodding she reaches out with her hands to pull my boxers off. "Use your teeth Bitch."

Smiling I see her eyes lock on mine as she leans in close and grabbing my boxers by a leg with her teeth she pulls at my boxers. Moving back and forth on each leg I feel them move downward getting closer to releasing my cock. As they get close my cock strains against her efforts - but she eventually succeeds in pulling them over my cock and they slide down my legs to pool on the floor. Straightening back up I see her study my cock for a moment before letting her tongue slide out and begin to lick at my cock. her hands stay at her sides as she begins to coat my cock and balls with her saliva. Then without warning she opens her mouth wide and takes me inside her slutty mouth. I can feel her working on my cock as my eyes shut. Soon she begins to bob forward and back coating my cock with her saliva. Moving deeper and closer to deep throating my cock. At this my hands shoot out and land on the back of her head. as I buck my hips to fuck her mouth. Her hands settle on my thighs as I guide her head. I can hear her gagging a bit so I grab her hair and pull her off. She gasps a bit then pushes her head forward back onto my cock. I can feel that she has some practice at this and I love a good blowjob but I came here to fuck this slut.

Grabbing her hair I pull her off my throbbing cock and get her to stand up. I reach down and harshly rub her cunt through her wet panties. Grabbing the waistband I slip them down and tell her to get them off. Moving over I grab a condom from my jeans and slide it over my hard cock. turning around I tell her to get against the wall and to lift one of her legs. I can smell how wet she is. I can sense the need in her eyes and as I come closer her hand settle on my hips and pull me to her. I reach down and rub my cock head over her slit. I lock my eyes with her beautiful hazel eyes as I begin moving it around to play with her. Her lips, her pubes, her clit. As I hit her clit with it she gasps.

"No more foreplay. Just fuck me. I gotta have your cock."

Wasting no more time I guide my cock forward and plunge it to the hilt into her cunt. She moans and gasps and rolls her lifted leg around my hip. Moving her leg in time she reaches up with one hand and pulls my head to her and locks her lips to mine as she pulls me into her with her leg. My cock pumps, her cunt grips, her juices coat my balls as they slap at her ass. I love the feeling of my cock moving inside her. Soon I want a different angle so I pull away and spin her around. Pulling back a bit i push her ass down and get her ass lower. I move my hand down and pulling a bunch of her juices i slap them over her ass and move my finger inside her to open her up a bit. She feel my movements.

"Oh god yes - fuck my ass. Make me cum."

Finishing getting her ready I slide it against her opening and push slowly. Her ass opens before me and my cock enters. I can feel her tight muscles gripping my cock. As I bottom out, I feel her spasm a bit and cum. She screams lightly in passion and begins breathing harder. "Fuck me now"

i don't wait but begin to pull in and out slowly then faster and faster. My cock is getting ready to shot. I can feel my balls tightening as they bounce against her cunt. I can see her hand snaking between her thighs - probably playing with herself as I pound into her. Harder and faster I get closer. Faster. Harder. My cock pierces her until my balls tighten and I feel my cock spasm and my load shoots. Oh my god I love to cum. And this slut felt me cum and I feel her lock up in another orgasm. gasping and moaning I hold her ass for a minute as I let the feelings subside. Then pulling from her i strip off the condom and throw it in the trash can . Let maintenance wonder.

As I begin to get dressed I see the slut begin to dress also. I sit down to tie my shoes and as she begins to walk out I see her stop and look over at me.

"Can you pick up a loaf of bread on the way home. We're out."

"Sure hon - thank Stef for me on the way out will you."

"Yep - tell her same time next week?"

"Yeah."

Long weekend

2004-10-23T23:13:00.000-05:00

Folks -

The Sensual Guy has had a long - but fruitful - weekend so far. I have been very busy. Too busy to write much - but I have a couple of things in the hopper for the future and a couple of possible stories to pull together to share with you soon - maybe tomorrow - maybe during next week.

So - watch this space in the future.

Could be interesting.

Sensual.

Requested Story - The Orchard

2004-10-22T21:06:00.000-05:00

I received an email from a reader who has just recently joined our faithful band of Sensual Sex devotees.

Her email - shall I say piqued my interests - and we have been emailing back and forth. After a bit of discussion over what she liked in my stories and her own likes and dislikes - here is a story she requested.

Enjoy it Mystery Woman - and all you other Sensual Sex devotees. Don't forget to comment on it and let me know what parts you like most.

Sensual.

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The Orchard
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I am carefully following you down a row of trees in the Apple Orchard you are walking in, almost overcome with the scent of the ripening Apples as I step lively to keep up. You knew I was going to meet you here but I decided that making you wonder when I would catch up to you would be a hell of a lot more fun for both of us. Today is our anniversary, not marriage - of the first time we made love and I have a plan to make this day just as memorable.

God I love to walk behind you. Your tight ass encased in a pair of shorts that leaves nothing to be imagined. Then again, I have seen you naked countless times. But every time I see your ass - it's like the first time. My eyes travel over your body. Mentally caressing every area as if my thoughts could get you aroused without me even being where you can see me.

Slowly I move up behind you. Still watching your body move sensuously - you walking as if you don't have a care in the world. But I am more than ready to catch you and have my way with you. My cock is growing each moment I watch you move. I can't take much more than this.

Planning this well in advance I know that you are getting close to the middle of the orchard, where I know almost no one goes to. The trees tower around us and we are so alone out here in the middle. Rarely does anyone come this far in - but you are doing exactly as I told you to do. Move toward the center and I would find you. Oh - have I found you.

Moving silently up behind you I suddenly see you stop in your tracks. I worry that you have heard me until I see you push your head back, eyes closed just enjoying the aroma of the ripened apples surrounding us. ever so carefully I move up behind you and grab you around your arms pinning them to your sides.

"Expecting someone? What's a hot woman like you doing out here in the middle of nowhere - all - alone?"

I can feel you relax in my arms as you realize it is me. I can feel your breath start to quicken as you realize I had this whole setup planned ahead of time. I can't see it but I know you are grinning in anticipation. That is what I love about you. How much you enjoy our little games.

"Uh - my boyfriend will be right back. He's not far away" No I am not - but i see where you are going with this one.

Quickly I spin you around and grab you again. "Is that so." I switch my grip so one hand is wrapped around your wrists behind your back as my other comes free to work on you a bit.

My hand reaches up and begins to caress your breast through the sheer material of the tank top you are wearing. i can feel your nipple rising to the stimulation and I can feel the full weight of your bra-less breast feeling wonderful in my hand. I can feel you struggle a bit which I stop by pulling you tightly against my chest.

"Please don't. My boyfriend will get mad."

Shoving my mouth over yours, I take a long slow sensual kiss from your lips as I feel you soften beneath me a bit. You are struggling a bit less, and I can tell you are enjoying this. "Screw him. I'm here now. And I know you need me. You know you want me. Do you want me to continue? You're a little slut aren't you?"

I can feel you squirm a bit in my arms but as my mouth begins to nuzzle at your neck and your ear and my hand works at your tit again - I can feel your breath quickening and your protests weakening. Knowing I am winning the battle - I keep my attack going as you play your role perfectly.

"Ah - um - no - I am a good girl. I don't want this I don't want you. Please let me go find my boyfriend. Oh uh (moan) - no - please - (gasp) um - no - um....(moan)"

I can feel your body responding - I know you are mine already, but to see you succumb to me while we are playing - is a thrill I love each time it happens.

"Forget about him - I'm here right now. I'm the one playing with your tits. I'm the one who is driving you wild. Aren't I?"

"um - oh god I shouldn't be doing this - but it feels sooo good. But I shouldn't. I can't. (moan) - Oh no well maybe I can - Um - (moan). Giving up you relent and press yourself against me, rubbbing your tits into my hand and leaning your head in to nuzzle at my neck. "Oh please take me. Before he shows back up. Make me your slut. Make me yours right now."

Fall is for....

2004-10-21T23:07:00.000-05:00

I love the Fall.

Football returns. The leaves change on the trees. The nip in the air is just enough to make a coat feel nice. And my thoughts turn to long hot sex under a blanket.

Under a blanket? Yep - under a blanket.

I love the feeling of cuddling up next to a beautiful woman under a blanket. In bed, on the couch, at a game, around a fire. Wherever. There's something to having a woman begin to get chilled that she begins to try to find warmth. A blanket is the first move. But while it helps a little bit it usually doesn't solve the cold feeling, seeping into her bones leaving her chilled and wanting warmth. So here is where the man comes into the picture. Every woman knows that all men have an inane ability to put off heat. It's our bigger frame or our inner flame or maybe as we get horny and close to women our blood begins to boil and we give off heat. Who cares? Not me when I have a beautiful woman who wants to wrap a blanket over our legs, who wants to lean in close with her sweet smelling hair under my chin as she grabs me in a bear hug to suck as much warmth out of me.

But if you have the right woman with you and she is willing - a couple of moves will get her fires burning hotter. A grope of the hand there. A rub of the palm there. A leaned in stolen kiss of her sweet lips. They all will get her blood pumping and burning. Soon her hands are roaming as much as yours and the fun can begin. Of course you have to be really careful - if she isn't warmed up enough and you lose the blanket or begin shedding clothes too early - then it's goodbye mood and she's heading for more warmth, without the man - and I hate to be left behind.

But if you make the moves right - caress the right areas, say the right things and keep giving off warmth - then fun under the blanket will continue. I love the shared warmth as our hands work to release each others bodies from the constraints of our clothing. I love the heads dropping under the blanket to huddle with the warmth as a hot mouth settles onto a bared breast or an uncovered stiff cock. Then as the movement speeds up the warmth becomes too much for each of you and the blanket is thrown off to move for the finish line. A pounding cock speeds in and out of her sopping wet cunt as you both let the passion build quickly. Remember the warmth is fleeting quickly without the hastily tossed blanket. Faster and louder, passion builds as you both crave the release of an orgasm. And all to quickly the moment blasts through your joined bodies. Moans and gasps give way to clutching pussies, spewing cocks and her hands raking her nails across my back as it arches to shove my cock as deep as it can go as we both lose our minds in the moment.

Falling over each other into a quick cuddle and the beauty of the afterglow is wonderful for the few seconds it takes for this passionate woman who just minutes ago had thrown the blanket away to realize that she is getting cold again. So a quick whimper and a soft request causes you to stand up to retrieve the blanket as if you are on a Holy Quest. Which as soon as you return it to the proper place is quickly clutched around her body - at least until you can lie back down next to her. This is where she remembers that you give off heat and she is back to clutching you in her arms leaching heat from you again.

But this isn't bad. Remember this is how the fun started before. And with a short time to relax and recover - it can be again.

Sensual Sex for All.

Late night at work

2004-10-19T18:19:00.000-05:00

(Deep Sigh)

It's been a long day at the office. I am drained. My eyes aren't focusing to well - too long staring at the computer screen, I guess. I am so ready to leave and go get some dinner. But one thing holds me here - telling you all what my mind has settled upon in it's weakened state.

It's one of the Brunettes I see each day. I can't get the idea out of my head of her showing up here right now. In my mind, She knows I have been working late and knows how fired my brain will be and has decided to stop by to perk me up after a long day.

She would be wearing a long black trenchcoat (thanks Girl - GRIN). My eyes would pull off of the monitor at the sound of the swinging doors opening into our bullpen area and would find her beautiful brown eyes. She would have had time to stop at home first to shower and get dressed - and as she pushed through the doors her perfume would drift over me.

My eyes would travel lower along the coat to notice stockings appearing below the coat and a pair of fuck me pumps. She would walk in peering around to see if anyone else was around. Once she was sure of that she would walk over to me - spin me in my chair and pull us together in a hot saturated wet kiss. My hands would roam over the coat, tugging at the belt only to feel her hand slap mine as if I had been a little boy reaching for another cookie. Tsk Tsk Tsk. Not yet she would tell me.

Pulling away she would tug at the belt to open the coat. Slowly sliding her hands up and down the opening she would pull off the coat to revel nothing on except a garter belt and the stockings. Walking over she would place her foot on my chair arm and lean her sweet pussy toward my mouth.

I of course would dive my mouth into her pussy, licking up the sweet nectar she offers to my tongue. My hands roam over her smooth thighs, her ample ass, her narrow waist as my mouth works on her. I can hear her moans as her flow increases. Feel her hands upon my head pulling me tighter to her until she lets out with a mind blowing scream of ecstasy as she grinds her cunt into my face.

She pulls away and leans over me - pushing me back into my chair she straddles the arms and leans down to lick her warm juices off of my face as my hands grab hold of her tits to keep her aroused. Although just having a naked woman in the place I work is enough to keep my cock hard.

Soon she is pulling at my pants and underwear - tugging at it to get to my already rockhard cock. It springs free and she dives down on it with her slut mouth as I grab handfuls of hair to guide her. My cock becomes slippery with her spit as her head shoots up and down over my stiff pole. But I don't want to cum in her mouth. I am so overcome with the idea of sex in the office that I pull her back off my cock and stand up. Leaving my clothes behind I drag her by her hair into my bosses office.

Throwing her down on his massive desk I stare down at her tits rising and falling in anticipation as I move my cock to pierce her. I reach down and grab my rock hard cock and play it against her slit. Popping over her clit causes a gasp to escape. My movements cause her to wiggle her hips to allow easier access but I am in control now and she knows it. Soon I see her staring up at me with a look in her eyes of total want. She is begging - Oh please fuck me. Make me your office slut. Make me cum. Oh God - make me cum. I slide a couple of times more over her slit and then drive my cock deep inside her, causing her back to arch as if an electric shock had been applied.

Pounding faster and faster. My balls bouncing against her ass, her tits sliding around her chest I can feel her legs wrap around me and then pulling at me to shove in deeper. My cock strains as I work to hold off my shot until she is ready - and as I see her getting oh so close I tell her she is mine and mine alone. My fuck. My cunt. My love.

As she gasps with pleasure and I can feel her cunt gripping my cock in an orgasm - I let loose my seed deep inside her as we both cum together. Her hair askew, sweat pouring off of us onto my bosses desk I just stand there - my cock still inside her softening quickly as we kiss deeply and hoild each other as we both enjoy the passion and thrill of what just happened.

That dear readers is what happens to my mind after a too long day staring at the computer making my mind goo.

But I feel better now - and you all have something to read as I go get some dinner and catch a movie tonight.

Sensual Sex for all - Don't forget to tip your waiter or waitress and remember that the 10:30 show is totally different than the 9:30.

Night!

Feeling mellow tonight

2004-10-19T00:20:00.000-05:00

Ouch - Well folks ol' Sensual put himself through the wringer tonight.

I have been trying to be a better deviant by working out more. Thus I took a 6 mile bike ride. Well worn out and tired, I dragged my ass into the house and took a long hot shower and then fixed some dinner. I felt pretty good for most of the night but as things wind down and I get ready for bed I am beginning to realize I pushed myself a bit more than I should have. Ah the fun of getting older and being a bit out of shape.

So on the top of Sensual's fantasies tonight? A beautiful woman with amazing hands that could retreat to the bedroom with me to spend a wonderfully long time rubbing down all the tired muscles from the top down. Nothing too kinky - just a wonderful massage. And the way I feel right now I would not be able to do much more than give her a rain-check. But those who know me well enough know that I am very good at paying back my rain-checks. VERY GOOD!

And the best part of said evening - would be just lying next to this beautiful woman, curled up against me, spooning. My arm around her draped over her ample tits, the warmth of our bodies soaking into each other as we drift off to sleep knowing the best part of the day was lying next to each other just sharing space.

Ah - but not to be tonight. Maybe soon.

Sensual Sex for all - and for those who have a partner in their beds tonight - don't forget to enjoy having them near - it is one of the best parts of any relationship. At least it is for me.

I'm sitting here...

2004-10-17T16:05:00.000-05:00

I'm sitting here reading Sexblogs and thinking about all the wonderful women who write their most intimate thoughts, experiences and orgasms for all the horny men like me to sit and read.

The secret encounters in "No-tell" Motels.
The fuck buddies calling at strange hours of the day and night for a bit of phone sex.
The calls from their partners telling them what clothing they should wear to work in preparation for a Sensual encounter after work.

Being called slut, a cum depository, Princess. Slut, Bitch, Whore and Amazing.

Being talked dirty to, fucked vanilla style, tied up, flogged, spanked, caressed, massaged, licked, bit, sucked and fucked.

The teddy's, the lingerie, the panties, the no panties, the slut wear, the business wear, the couple of extra buttons unbuttoned to show off your tits, the conservative skirts, the dresses, the bras, the no bras, and the restraints.

The vibrators, the dildos, the anal plugs, the rabbit fur mitts, the rope restraints, the collars, the rings, the nipple clamps, the condoms, the blindfolds, and the cuffs.

The night time, the daytime, that monthly time, that night of sex, that quickie, the date sex, the married sex, the single sex and the hot passionate hard fuck sex.

The stories of role playing, D/s, D/D, Vanilla, Erotic, and long fuck sex.

The redheads, the brunettes, the blondes, the mixtures, the natural pussy hair, the trimmed pussy hair, and the shaved pussy hair.

I think the wealth of Sexblogs covers it all - and I love reading it all.

I can only hope that my writings encourage and excite them as much as theirs does for me. I have a number of them on my Blogroll and have mentioned a few inside my posts but without going into names and sites here - THANK YOU!

Back in a bit.....I think I need to go take care of something hard before it starts getting painful

Sensual Sex for all - even if it is in some fantasies!

Freedom through Ads

2004-10-16T11:01:00.000-05:00

Ads? What the hell is Sensual talking about Ads for?

Friday - I was driving back to work from getting some lunch. As I was getting out of my vehicle to walk back into work my eyes settled upon the rolled up newspaper I had just read. I roll them back up and stick them back in the plastic sleeve they come in to make disposal easier. As I looked down my eyes locked upon the lingerie ad that had been run by one of the major retailers in town peering back at me from under the plastic. She stared back at me, her auburn hair softly swooped around her ear to settle on her bare shoulder. Her back is arched slightly to jut out her tits - better to show off the bra and panty set they are selling - and her exposed tan legs pop out from the panties set ever so seductively over her pussy. It was done tastefully - it was done sensitively - it was done to get men's blood rushing to their cocks - and mine was reacting.

Ads have come a long way from the old Sears catalogs, little boys popping into puberty would steal off with to learn more about the female form. The female form usually hidden under the more conservative times of youth - seeing mostly naked women was a thrill and not something we saw everyday. The stolen time with pictures of women dressed in ways our little minds could not conceive of was a natural part of growing up. This was not your mother walking around getting ready to go out - these were real WOMEN who were undressed for us.

Now? Well if our kids aren't attacked by new ads each day from every product trying to sell their product with scantily clad women - they are stealing the Victoria's Secret catalogs, the Frederick's of Hollywood catalog or just buying their own copies of every mainstream male type magazine. Heck - even Men's Health, FHM, Maxim, etc. etc. etc. are all over the counter and available so easily it is humorous. We are a sexy society - hell the europeans are worse. Is this a bad thing? I' don't think so but I can be an open-minded guy I don't have kids growing up in this modern society.

But for men like me - the openness of our society toward sex is freeing. It gives me so many opportunities to beat off I could beat off every ten minutes if I did it every time I saw an ad like the one I saw. I could sit at home with my Video On Demand, my porn DVD's, my radio, my newspaper, my computer, well - you get the idea.

This Auburn Haired beauty is just one example of the way women's images have come so far or to some has fallen so far. I can't help but think of a passionate night of sex with this beauty plastering her ruby lips around my cum filled cock, can't help but picturing ripping off the $29.00 bra and panty set to free her sexual assets for my urges, can't help but picture fucking this girl next door type beauty within an inch of her life as she orgasms, and orgasms, and orgasms from a wild night of sex.

Guess the ads worked - I'm single and they've got me thinking about buying their product. That's of course after I pull out my cock and release the pressure. Can't have an accident in the lingerie department can we? Welcome to the new society where sex is an everyday part of life. Some may find it disheartening how it affects our kids - but to me and many others we still have a long way to go.

Oh - and if anyone needs me I will be busy with the Auburn haired beauty for awhile. A guys got to do what a Guys got to do.

The Weekend is Here

2004-10-16T10:29:00.000-05:00

What is it about a weekend?

Beyond the simple answer of the majority of us not having to work on a weekend, What is it about a weekend that makes it so wonderful?

Is it the Friday Nights spent with friends after a long week of work? The Saturday afternoons spent at the football game in fall? Is it the lazy mornings where we can sleep in and lounge around in bed? Is it the freedom to sit typing at our computers in our grubbies while we talk about the weekend?

Well - I think it's because of the potential. Potential? Yep - the potential of finding someone to spend the entire weekend together with in bed. The potential of forgetting the real world for a couple of days and enjoying the passion of your partner, the urges being released, the cock and pussy being satiated after a long drawn out sexual encounter. That feeling of losing yourself in the moment - not having to worry about work or a schedule - but living for the moment.

How many times have we taken advantage of a rushed - forced into the schedule of the work week - night of passion because we knew we had to get some sleep if we were going to be any good for the next day. While we enjoyed the encounter - having the stress of work upon the back of our minds definitely affected the choices we made. I've been there - I will bet you have also.

So the potential. But you know what - I think it's also the idea that if we really want to, we can set up an encounter that with preparation, proper hydration and food, and a bit of skill we could spend the ENTIRE weekend in bed. 36 plus hours of sex and urges, cum filled explosions, rock hard cocks, and pussy clenching orgasms. Just sitting here thinking about it hardens my cock and brings my pulse to a strong racing beat. Damn - if that idea doesn't grab at my mind and my urges.

Oh - and don't think that Weekends leave the married couples or the devoted parents out of the above. I know too many married parents that while their schedules are filled with Football games, soccer, dance recitals and you name it with the kids, they also are sex crazed individuals that plan out the nights to give them proper time to enjoy their own extracurricular activities between the events. So the weekend is as important to the couples with kids as it is to those of us who are single.

So welcome the weekend and revel in it's freedom. Whether you are alone, with your partner, or running around with the kids, release your needs in the beauty of another weekend and enjoy it sexually. It's your weekend - enjoy it because Monday is coming and you can't stop it. You can only hope to be able to enjoy the time you have and make the most of it. Remember they're never long enough.

Challenges of Finding the Right Sensual Partner

2004-10-14T02:36:00.000-05:00

I have gotten a number of wonderful emails and comments about my post about my yearnings for the right partner to support me in a lot of areas but mainly about being able to satisfy my need for sexual release and the challenge of finding the right partner. Many told me that the search may take time but that there is a "right" woman out there for me and to not worry.

I agree totally. BUT....

What I did not verbalize correctly to get my full point across is that I am not just looking for the "right" person - I am looking for the "right" person who enjoys a similar taste and drive in her sexual practices. I think too many people in our society find that "right" person and while everything seems to fit and they get married or enter into a long term relationship - those same masses are ending up in divorce, lackluster marriages or relationships, and difficult situations because they found a "right" person - not THE "right" person.

Don't get me wrong here - I think that we shouldn't search so hard for the perfect match that we cut off our noses to spite our faces. The right person for a loving Sensual relationship may be right under your nose and if you look too hard and discount the people around you - you may miss the right person. But settling for someone that is politically or "normally" right for someone who enjoys being open and frank about our sexual needs and tastes might just be more of a problem than not having someone as a partner right now.

I see too many Sexblogs or articles where one partner is scared shitless over opening up to their partners about their sexual needs, or they have a partner who can not fulfill them sexually, or that evil incarnate of men and women who take advantage of their partners and physically and mentally abuse them. I do not think I would be able to sustain a relationship with someone long term if our sexual identities and journeys were not at least reasonably similar or a positive influences over each other. In fact I do not think that the majority of "partners" may be the best fit for the other. Getting married to get married, getting married young or not knowing who you are as a person sexually before entering into a relationship, mentally or any of a half a dozen ways may be setting yourself up for trouble.

I think those of us willing to talk frankly about our sexual needs and wants are those who once they find a partner who can support and participate fully in each others needs both sexually and otherwise - are more likely to have successful relationships and long term commitments than those who have no idea of their sexual needs and wants.

I also believe that someone who does not have a physical relationship of some sort before marriage may be asking for trouble.

I don't believe that means that before getting married two people have to lose their virginity or sleep around a lot - although that might be a lot of fun. What I believe is what I have mentioned before - a truly Sensual relationship that is supportive and caring for one another is a relationship based upon communication and looking out for the other partner. Thus communication over sexual issues - whether carried out in the throes of passion or over a cup of coffee is the responsibility of both partners far ahead of the Honeymoon suite or their marriage bed.

So - hold hope out for me yet - I know I will find someone who can be a Sensual partner to myself - it just may take time.

P.S. Although if anyone has someone in mind - send them my way - I am not going to turn down any help finding her. Or in attempting to get a better grasp on my sexual needs through long sessions of practice. Practice makes perfect - or at least is a lot of fun trying to perfect.

Question for the Masses

2004-10-13T00:54:00.000-05:00

As I sit here getting ready for bed I think I will leave you - my devoted fellow Sensual people with a question.

I would hope that many of you would be willing to respond and to offer up your own Sensual natures for the encouragement of each other.

What do I want to know you ask? Very simple.

I would love for everyone to comment on the most erotically charged ways your partner(s) have driven you mad with lust.

Was it the clothing they wore? The words they whispered softly into your ears as you stood among the masses on the train? The way they drove you crazy with their lips on your body?

Whatever it was - comment away and share your experiences with the rest of us. Share so that we all gain some new ideas of how to bring our partners to a state of full Sensual arousal.

For - as I see it - the better we all get, the more Sensual we all become. So take the time to share a comment or two to help each other.

Until next time - Sensual Sex for all.

Yearning for release

2004-10-13T00:33:00.000-05:00

There are moments in time where we all lose control.

We spend all day in the normal world and face life as it normally is. Hectic and challenging. Overwhelming and frantic.

So there are times I want to come home to a Sensual partner who understands my needs. My yearnings, my erotic Sensual nature. The pieces of me that no one gets to see but the select few who pass muster. Those people who are as honest with me of their own needs and wants as I am with them. The ones who yearn for release as much as I do. Those who open their hearts and souls and need release as badly as I do. Those who understand the need for a good time making love as well as when the time is right how to fuck. Both similar sexual experiences but miles apart in the execution.

Today was one of those days. And I have no one but you loyal readers to share it with.

It wasn't a bad day all in all - just ended with me being infuriated with those I have to work with. I finished the day in a meeting and I had a couple of people who kept cutting me off. I am not a person who can gel his ideas into a 5 word sentence. When I am asking a question or giving an answer I need a few more words than others. Trust me it is the way my mind works. I don't mean to take more words - it's just the way I am. And it infuriates me when someone assumes they know what I am going to say or that half my sentence is good enough for them. So when someone keeps cutting me off I react. Carefully but I react. But sometimes you can't react as strongly as you want. Especially to the boss. So I hold it in. Coming home late at night to a quiet house with no one to express these feelings to only makes it worse.

So what would I do if there was someone waiting here for me? Depends.

I might be in the mood for a long soft massage of each other. Running our oiled hands over each others gloriously naked bodies as we slowly bring each other to full arousal leading to a tender and passionate release of the tensions. One of those love making sessions where we each take pride in the foreplay of getting each other off orally - then and only then - do we move to a glorious long explosive joining that tires us out to lay there in each others arms as we drift off to sleep.

Or I might be in the mood to walk in the door to find my submissive partner. The one who understands my true love for her is not in manipulation or belittling but in the whole area of control. Control of her clothing. Control of how she pleases me. Control of my home to the point of each little detail. Control of walking in the door to walk over and kiss her fully and deeply while my hands roam over what is mine. Control over the fact that she is told to strip right then and there for my pleasure as I begin to release my pent up frustration. The control of making her undress me and look at me with a look only a Dom can understand. The look of a sub who needs my loving control and yearns for it as much as I yearn to give it. The control to tell her to blow me right then and there in the kitchen. As my cock hardens and her mouth caresses my cock I would look down into her eyes and see pleasure. Pleasure for the control I assert and the love I have for her. The pleasure to move to the bedroom to continue things in a specific manner. A spreading of her legs to allow me easy access. Me driving my tongue and hands all over her cunt as I work her into a good lather and wait for her to beg for pleasure. Slow movements of my hands and mouth on her full ample tits as I slowly bring her higher only to withhold the true element she wants - a good hard fuck. Withholding it until I am good and ready. Withholding it until she is abundantly wet and my cock is aching to spear down and to split her pussy wide. Deep slow thrusts that drive her wild. Slow agonizing minutes as I take my time driving both of us crazy with lust, only until I throw her over on her stomach, grab her hair and plunge my cock into her from behind. Thrusting faster and faster until we both cum in an explosive climax of true Sensual erotic energy. A sexual explosion where we are screaming our love for each other so loudly you expect the neighbors to be knocking on the door.

Either would do - either would satisfy - but I think the second one is the route I would go if I had the right woman to travel the path with me. But you know what - I don't care which release happens as long as we both would enjoy it and revel in each other after it happens. Sharing the passion we have for each other and the control we have over each other.

Ah - I can only hope and pray for someone soon. But alas, I know she won't be here to help me tonight.

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