Amateur writer, basically stripping on the internet to pay the bills. Good thing I like what I do!
"I've never done this befo--" Jared's words were cut short by the beautiful woman kissing him suddenly and fiercely. She pressed against him, not only with her warm lips but also with her whole body, one hand snaking its way around his shoulders, the other gently but firmly against his cheek. Jared's thoughts, nervous and awkward before, had fled, leaving only warm static in his brain.
Less than an hour ago, she had walked into his house, modestly dressed as always. She wore comfortable sneakers, a pair of form-fitting jeans that showed off her curves, and a plain blue blouse. Around her neck, she wore a small aquamarine pendant on a delicate silver chain, which rested right below her collarbone. She had a way of being subtly beautiful, in a way that said that she knew what she had, but didn’t want to show all of it right away.
The Perfect Ending
I seriously cannot stop thinking about having sex with you. What I'm thinking about today starts with a couple glasses of wine and a kiss. A kiss that turns into more kisses, deeper kisses, arms slowly wrapping themselves around each other as our clothes start disappearing. I kiss my way down your neck and back up the other side, my hands roaming your body with barely restrained excitement—not urgently, not rapidly, but steadily, feeling your curves and the shape of you like I am blind and trying to see with my hands. I continue kissing your beautiful lips as our hands work their way down each other's stomachs, and we find each other at the same time with a quiet moan of satisfaction.
I want you very badly right now. Hearing your voice, it's enough to set my mind to thinking about all the things I want to do with you. Not to you, but with you... not fucking you, but having sex with you. See, with you, I know it will be an even exchange, two people of equal passion and skill showing each other exactly what they are capable of. Frankly, it is deeply exciting to think of, and a major turn on as well. I think about the way I want to bury my head between your thighs, licking your pussy and sucking your clit and figuring out with my tongue exactly what makes you scream. I want to give you powerful orgasms with my mouth and my fingers, feel your legs clamp around my head as you squeeze me tightly in climax.
If only...(Part 2)
How is it that you are so completely irresistible to me? Whatever it is about you, I simply cannot deny it—my body wants yours, on a deep, instinctual, animal level. I am flooded with need for your warm pussy wrapped around my hard dick, need to fill you with all of me. This craving, this fiery, desperate need for you, to take you, please you, make you and keep you mine, it's all I can think of.
If only... (Part 1)
I'm in my hotel room now out in Lansing, it's a third floor room with a king size bed, very comfortable. I like it a lot, but I just keep thinking about how much more I would like it if you were in this room with me. Or should I say, this bed...because you know damn well I wouldn't wait long before getting you in it.
One Last Good Thing
“Hey Chuck. Gettin' your usual?” the clerk behind the counter said. His name tag read BARRY, and was clipped to his red polo shirt slightly askew.