An Erotic Pic 1k Contest: My Lover, My Guardian by Angie Lazzara - 01/10/2013

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Entry - January 2013

 

Darkness. I had been like this for weeks, well…not literally, although it felt like it had been forever. The anticipation was growing inside me like a fire. Heat licked between my thighs as in the darkness images came to me without hesitation. Oh, the sweet release that I have been craving…

Sir had kept me bound and on my knees for hours. It wasn’t because he was cruel; no…he knew I loved the anticipation of not knowing when he was going to come to me. It was also about trust; I have never trusted anyone until Sir came into my life. And this time was no different. He made me wait.

My body began to tingle, and not just from the uncomfortable position. It needed him. The throbbing ache between my legs was not going to let up until he found his way into my depths and brought me the sweet, delicious surrender I so desperately needed from him and only him. I knew without a doubt that the moment he started to touch me I would barely hang on to my release. There was something about Sir that made me feel…alive. He had always been there for me; I just never knew that we would ever get to this point. I so desperately wanted to be his and when we finally decided that we couldn’t take it much longer, that both of us had this hidden desire, it was just magical. But it couldn’t last.

The door creaked open. My senses were so much more awake with my eyes blinded. Every noise I heard had my heart pounding. I felt a cool chill against my skin but my blood started to heat up. Sir did that to me, he had this power over me. I didn’t even have to see him to become aroused. Just his presence, his smell, his…everything, made me crazy with lust.

Sir didn’t say anything when he came into the house. The only sound was his soft footsteps on the carpeting. My breath hitched as I sensed him getting closer to me. Then there was contact, a soft, delicate graze of something rough against my skin. It wasn’t his hand but some kind of material he held in them. God, I longed for his skin to touch mine. The rough fabric went down my ass and fell between my legs; of course the tingle that shot straight through me had me pushing my ass back towards him, a demand for him to take me. With that slight movement, he had the whip hitting my ass in a matter of seconds and the sting was no surprise. I didn’t dare make a sound; Sir did not want to hear a whimper out of me. I have become so used to the whip that now it just pleased me instead of feeling the actual pain it used to cause ass. I grew to love the pain, I guess.

Sir’s hand came to my throat. In a loving yet firm hold he pushed me up so that now I was resting on my knees and my back straight. I welcomed the much needed stretch it gave me.

The low sultry growl that Sir let out had my panties completely soaked and my pussy crying out for his cock. I so desperately wanted to feel him sliding inside my depths, bringing me the release I so much deserved. Well, only deserved if Sir allowed and I had hoped that I earned it.

“God, you are so beautiful like this. I could admire your body this way forever,” Sir stated as his eyes grazed the curves of my practically naked body.

I could see the bulge in his pants grow and without thinking, my tongue slipped through my lips as if I was tasting his cock in my mouth at that very moment. I knew not to speak unless spoken to but all that rang through my head was, fuck me. Over and over that phrase pounded in my head as if his cock was pounding the soft velvet insides of my pussy. I craved this man before me, wanted to beg for him to be inside of me but I knew that was not how we played. Sir had his rules and I was to follow them at all times. He was in charge, and although I determined what was appropriate play, he chose the when and where.

Without warning and to my surprise Sir was on his knees and his strong lips pressed against mine. It was a passionate kiss that had my insides rolling the rollercoaster of love. His tongue fondled mine and swept deeper, taking me deeper until I was no longer me. We were one. His teeth grabbed my lower lip as his hand drove down my body finding my left breast and squeezing with such need but holding back his control to take me this very moment. Sir was unpredictable at all times. I never knew what I was going to get. This could start out as a hard, rough play but end up in passionate lovemaking. Or, Sir could take me as hard and rough as he needed. Either way, I wanted it…wanted him.

“Lily, lay down on your back,” Sir commanded.

I was on my back in seconds. I knew not to waste time. The hungry look in his eyes told me that this was going to be something to remember and I so couldn’t wait. And Sir had my legs over his shoulders and his face buried deep in my pussy, his tongue licking and tasting me. The sounds he muttered as he dove deeper made me scream out my pleasure.  He teased my pussy, oh how delicious he made it sound. The slurping noises his mouth made as he sucked harder and harder. He sensed when I was getting closer and sadly his mouth disappeared.

Sir climbed up my body, his weight pushing down on me as I felt his hard cock fall between my legs and slip into my pussy. He thrusted and thrusted; neither of us taking long to hit the desired release that sent a shockwave through my entire body.

“Oh, God…yes, fuck me Sir, please,” my cries were hoarse.

            As I felt him start to relax and the final pumps finished he let out a deep sigh and fell exhausted on me. I caressed his back, my nails trailing up and down his spine feeling the beads of sweat that had formed.

            “Mmmm, my love. You are just to good to resist,” Sir whispered in my ear.

            This man, this only man has made me feel safer then any has ever done before. Never have I known what it meant to be protected like this. And when the time came, and it was time for me to leave him, I knew that he would still protect me. There was no doubt he knew it would happen, he knew he couldn’t keep me forever.

But what if there was a way?

An Erotic Pic 1k Contest: Moving Day by Tz Dayton - 11/17/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest - January 2013

 

It was a beautiful Saturday morning when Jess, Pam and I met at Starbucks. Our plans were to help Jess’ ex-girlfriend move. While Jess and I have been friends for about two years, I never heard her mention Ginger much, except saying she was “pretty good looking.” Probably because she was now dating Pam. I found it kind of odd that they would both agree to help Ginger move, since her and Jess used to date, but did not mention it.

In a few moments, a red Subaru outback pulled into the parking lot. The back was packed full of boxes. “Jeesh,” I said, expecting a U-Haul or at least a sports utility vehicle. “Is that all she has?”

“She had movers bring the larger stuff on Thursday,” Pam explained. “All she needs us to do is help her decorate.

“That’s where you come in,” Jess said.

Other than books and cooking, decorating is a talent of mine. I enjoy arranging rooms, painting, and can even lay carpet and put down laminate flooring. HGTV is one of my favorite shows.

“You mean it!” I exclaimed. “Is she going to give me full decorating….” but I stopped as Ginger got out of the car. I think Jess needs to rethink her meaning of “pretty good looking.” 

Pam is a pretty woman. Besides having nice teardrop tits, she has beautiful dark hair and a pretty face.  But Ginger was drop-dead gorgeous. Her long, curly brown hair was cascading over her shoulders in a waterfall of loveliness, while her tall, athletic body fit snuggly in her tight baby blue sweat suit. From a distance she had to have been close to six feet tall – I am 5-10, but she was at least a couple inches taller than me

“Would you like me to get you a coffee for the road?” I offered Ginger when she arrived.

“No thanks,” she replied. “I downed a five hour energy drink just before I left. I don’t want to get too jacked up.” Then she surprised me when she asked me if I would like to ride with her so we wouldn’t have to take three separate cars. I accepted. When I got in I noticed there was not much to move – just some boxes and a small television.

“The movers must have done a heck of a job if this is all you have left. I was expecting more.” It was then I noticed Jess and Pam driving off in the opposite direction. Ginger must have sensed my confusion.

“I’m afraid we were both set-up,” she explained. “They convinced you I needed help moving, while they told me they had a late birthday present for me.”  After a brief pause, she added, “I could use a little help rearranging some things, though.

“Um….” I didn’t know what to say. I was soooo embarrassed. And pissed. What gave those two the right! Why would they set me up with someone who would no way be interested in me?  Sure, she dated Jess, but Jess was gorgeous in her own right. Her body was nearly as flawless as Gingers. Nearly.

“So you’re a librarian?” Jess said, sensing my unease.

“Yeah,” I managed. “I like to read.”

“Jess said you’re also a fantastic cook.”

I laughed nervously. Was she getting to know me more?  “I do enjoy cooking. The Food Network and HGTV are two of my favorite shows.”

“Maybe you can teach me to cook.”

Was she serious? Why would she be asking me this? Before I could answer, she slowed down and signaled.

“Holy shit!” I said. “You live next to Jack and Jill!”

“Who?”

“Two of my best friends,” I answered. “Actually it’s Jack and Bill, but they’re gay. Everyone calls them Jack and Jill. That’s their place,” I said, pointing to the condo two houses down from hers.

Ginger laughed. She had a beautiful laugh – a laugh that caused her lovely breasts to heave just a little. I could feel myself getting wet.

As she parked her car in the driveway I said: “Um….can I ask you a question?”

“Go ahead,” she said as she cut the engine.

“What did they end up getting you for your birthday?”

Ginger again laughed and I again watched her breasts heave just slightly under her tight top.

“Why I think it was you,” she said with a devilish grin. “Come on in. These boxes can wait.” I nearly fainted.

Her house was a small ranch, but it was laid out nicely.

“Let me get some wine,” She offered.

We sat on her couch, talked and drank wine for the next hour. After my third glass, I started to feel a little more relaxed around the beautiful woman next to me.

I found out just before she arrived at Starbucks, Pam had texted her saying that her present was sitting across from her and Jess.

“When I saw you, I was like, this was the best present they could have gotten me.”

“Seriously?” I asked. “My God, you’re a Goddess, and I’m just a plain ol’ librarian.”

It’s my turn to say ‘seriously’, Britt! Look at yourself. There is nothing plain about you. And I bet you know how to please a woman.

I blushed as that remark took me off guard. Ginger then placed her hand on my leg. I was already starting to get wet, but now I was worried my moisture would seep through my jeans. Ginger leaned in until her soft lips met mine. I opened my mouth slightly and met her eager tongue. Her hand began to creep upward; it wasn’t long before I could feel her warm fingers running along my stomach, finally cupping my left breast through my bra. I let out a slight moan. I could not take any more. I lifted my arms and Ginger got the message as she pulled off my shirt. I then reached back and undid my bra. Ginger stared at my bare breasts for a moment.

“My gosh,” she said in amazement. “Those are some of the biggest nipples I have ever seen!”

My nipples get really erect when aroused, and I was certainly aroused. And wet.

Ginger took one of my nipples in her mouth, while unbuttoning my jeans. Her grace was amazing – I guess that is a quirk of being an athlete. More amazing was the way she kissed and sucked at my nipples, giving me a welcomed case of goose bumps. I was in such ecstasy that I barely felt her remove my pants, leaving me in nothing but my soaking-wet panties.

“You give a new meaning to the word, ‘creaming in your jeans,’” Ginger teased.

“You are so fucking hot!” I moaned. “I want you so freakin’ bad right now!” I could barely contain myself. I wanted to see her beautiful naked body in the worst way. As if she read her mind, Ginger suddenly stood up and removed her top in one quick, graceful motion. She then unbuttoned her bra, allowing her wonderful tits to bounce free.

“You can do the honors,” she said, stepping forward. I gladly obliged, placing my hands on the inside of the elastic band on her jumpsuit and pulled it down around her knees; at the same time Ginger stepped out freely, leaving her in nothing but a sexy white thong. I was pleased to see they were as soaked as my own panties

“Let’s go out on the patio,” She offered. I took her hand and let her lead me out of the room. The small patio was enclosed by a screen and faced a small, wooded area.

“Sit down,” I whispered, motioning toward a white wicker bench. She complied. I watched as her beautiful hair fell over her perfect breasts. I then took her chin in my hand and leaned over and gave her a long kiss, which was returned just as passionately.

“That was beautiful,” Ginger said when I finally removed my lips from hers. “Now I need to see that beautiful pussy of yours.” It was my turn to comply as I removed my soaking wet panties.

“A natural blonde,” she smirked, admiring my finely trimmed bush. “I thought natural blondes were like the Tooth Fairy and unicorns.”

“You mean to tell me I’m your first blonde,” I joked.

“Yes,” she quivered. “And you are stunning.”  Still sitting, she grabbed me by the hips and moved me close. Due to her height her face was at my belly button. Ginger began to softly kiss my stomach, while sending chills throughout my body. She then grazed two fingers across my pussy, causing me to moan in surprise and pleasure. She did it two more times, while continuing to kiss my body; then inserted her middle and index fingers into my dripping wet hole.

“God that feels good,” I moaned. Like the rest of her, Ginger’s fingers were long. She started out moving them slowly in and out of me, and I found myself moving my hips to match her rhythm. It did not take her long to find my G-spot, and when she did, she started rubbing it, occasionally making a “come here” motion with her fingers.

“God, Ginger, fuck me!” I pleaded as she continued rotating between the “come here” motion and sliding her long fingers deep inside my wetness. Just when I thought she could not give me any more pleasure, Ginger started stimulating my clit with her thumb.

 “Aw Shit!” I yelled, probably loud enough for Jack and Jill to hear if they had a window open. “You’re going to make me cum!”

“Not yet,” she teased as she stopped and withdrew her fingers. “I want you in my mouth! Kick your leg up on the back of the bench.”

I did what I was told, though I must say I was a little wobbly from her talented fingers.

“No, other leg. Yeah, right there!” she panted. I looked down and could see the juices of her pussy escaping the edges of her thong.

Ginger then shifted her body so her mouth was below my pussy, her chin facing my ass.  She then reached around the back of my legs and took a firm grip on my thighs before taking me with her mouth.

As I grabbed the back of her head I started moaning as her talented tongue explored every inch of my drenched box. My moans then turned into screams of ecstasy as she found and started teasing my clit.

“Oooh!” I screamed loud enough to wake the dead. “Ahh! Ahh! Shit! Your tongue feels so fucking good!”

She began flicking and twirling her talented tongue around my clit, causing me to grip her hair even tighter. She didn’t seem to mind as she continued working my pussy with that talented mouth of hers. Right when I was about to cum, she slowed down. As I was about to cuss her, she sped back up. Then when she got me close again, she would slow down.

“Don’t you dare stop!” I screamed.

She sped up again, reversing the motion of her tongue, driving me completely out of my mind.

 “Oh God… Ginger!”

 She teased me for about ten minutes, which seemed like hours of pleasure, until she finally let me release my love juices into her mouth. I literally could not feel my body from my waist down, nor my tits or lips. “I am cumming Ginger!”

I am not a squirter, but I do gush when it is really good. I gushed.  BOY did I ever gush. My orgasm probably lasted close to two minutes. Additionally, I am not as vocal as I was that night, but Ginger was by far the best I have ever had.  As I continued to cum I screamed her name so loud that those residing in a five mile radius were probably wishing Ginger was doing to them what she was doing to me.

Ginger finally removed her face from my snatch and looked up at me. My juices were already running down her chin, neck and over her beautiful breasts. I so wanted to return the favor, but was too weak from the mega-orgasm I had just experienced. Sensing this, Ginger helped me down on the bench where I slumped awkwardly.

“That was the best tasting pussy I have ever had,” Ginger panted. “However, I think my new neighbors now know my name and my talents.”

“Sorry,” I sighed. “But your talented tongue was too much for this horny librarian.”

“I’m glad,” She said. Ginger then lifted her ass off the bench and removed her soaked thong, revealing her beautiful, shaven pussy. “Well, Brittney, shall we go to the bedroom where you can show me your talents?” Once again, I did what I was told.

My Surprise by Auriel Knight - 10/30/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words - October 2012

 I was soaking in my hot steamy bubble bath. There was a knock on the door. “almost ready`, he said. Stone had a surprise for me tonight, I smiled to myself. My soft smooth legs rubbing against each other with anticipation. Hmmm, what could it be? Is he going to trace my body with ice? Start at my toes? Will I get to stroke him first? My mind wanders as I stare at my steaming body in the mirror. I lovingly caress my skin with scented lotion. I can feel the tingles stirring in my core. Whatever he has planned for me will no doubt bring earth shattering orgasms, ripping pleasure into my loins. Sliding my panties over my hips, one finger slowly sliding between my lips, I’m moist thinking about it. I slip on my favorite pair of stilettos to cum in.  I’m ready, for Stone, and my surprise.

 There he stood at the foot of the bed. His lean, jacked body was so hard, so delicious, so inviting. I took a few slow step towards him, suddenly he stroked all his girth and held this beast in his palm, as if mine to take. He said in a deep raspy, sexy voice, “Baby, you want to watch me stroke my rock hard sword for you?”

 

 Yes, yes, yes I do!  I’d do anything he wants to watch him cum while watching me.

 

He asked, “Baby, you want your surprise?”

 

“Yes please,” I say, swaying closer, stopping to bend over slightly to reveal my juicy pink folds for him. I see his super hard sword jump in his hands when I spread my cheeks wide for him. Ooohh, that makes me so wet.

 

“Baby, please can I have my surprise?” I am breathless and longing for this man to take me for pleasure.

 

 He stepped aside, and lying on the bed was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Lush, long dark hair, for a moment I wonder if she had hair below her curvy waist, or was she clean shaved? She had such beautiful round fleshy breasts, lean mid section and great thighs; sexy lace panties. Long, slender, but toned legs. Where she laid, propped up on a pillow, her knees bent and slightly spread.

 

  I haven’t ever entertained the thought of being with another woman. Yet, here was this beautiful woman – my surprise. I turn around to see Stone sitting in his big leather lazy boy with his giant sword in his hand, slowly over the head then all the way down.

 

“Thank you baby,” I gave my most seductive smile and gaze back at her.

 

Her name was Crystal. She had dark brown eyes that were hard to read through. She slowly bent her legs from one side to the other. I can hear her juice as her lips slide together. It sent an electrical shock pulse to my centre. I was shocked at how my body was responding. I wanted her; her soft skin. How will it feel? I crawled onto the bed and between Crystal’s parted legs, on all fours so Stone could see how hot my surprise made me.

 

I raised one of her legs above my head as I lick, kiss and suck my way down her leg. Her hips moved ever so slightly with each kiss. She was wearing lace panties and I could see her plump pink clit through the lace.  She thrusts forward, wanting the attention of my mouth. My other hand grazed along her legs and caressed her thighs. Licking my lips, I want to taste her. This was absolutely crazy. Sliding both hands down her legs coming together to feel the heat of her desire. Both thumbs massaging her cheeks, and then inner thighs; she moved with my hands.

 

Stone demanded that I watch him now.

 

He said, “Baby, am I hard enough for you? Do you want to see it bigger, harder?”

 

I responded, “Yes baby, show me how hard you get watching me.”

 

“Lick Crystal, and show me how you want me to lick your  beautiful butterfly babe,” he sighed.

 

 I wanted Crystal soaked when I taste her nectar for the first time; massaging and squeezing the folds of her flower. My thumbs placed in her heat, and my fingers spreading and stretching her clit. I slowly removed her panties; kissing as I do. Oh my, she slowly parted her leg. I was in awe. She was beautiful. Her shapely swollen lips spread like the wings of a butterfly. She was so smooth and glistening, I want to taste her.

 

My fingers fondled through her clit, spreading her wide as my tongue plunged into her. My mouth took in more of her plump clit. She was arching her body, begging me to give her more.

 

“Baby,” I purred to Stone. “Tasting Crystal made me so wet I wanted you to do to me like I’m doing to Crystal; stroke that big beast so we could all cum together.”

 

I slid my fingers further into her depths; so moist… so swollen. She moved against my fingers. Spreading her wide, I devoured her. Stone, following suit, had me backing up against his hardness and aching. We both moaned with pleasure as we spread our wings; wanting to be fuller, sucked harder; desperately waiting to cum.

 

My fingers were in deeper inside Crystal, flicking and sucking, faster and harder. It started in my very centre, and the tingles spread through my entire body. With the shrieks of pleasure, bucking, rocking, and shaking, we all came to an incredible eruption of newfound pleasure. The erotic moans coming from Crystal’s pleasure turned, while I was equally turned on by Stone’s forceful thrusts; I felt such tremors deep in my body, which later consumed me.

 

My orgasm heightened when Stone mention the thought of all of us coming at once. We all move in unison; all of us in pleasure until we exploded in sheer orgasm. After our moment passed, we were breathless, spent, but pleased with that satisfaction.

 

I turn to my sexy man and whisper, “Thank you baby.” Then I kissed him soft with appreciation  and admiration. “Now, I want my Baby to fill me!”

 

Her Name... Is Gia by Felicia Greene - 10/30/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest  - October 2012

I’ve never doubted myself, nor my sexuality, but the day Gia walked into the house all that changed. My current roommate and friend Alyssa told me that she had friend from college that would be moving in for a few months, while she waited for her apartment to be ready. Alyssa planned an impromptu gathering to welcome her to our community and circle of friends.

 

As I was getting ready, a hush fell over the house. I walked into the hallway, “Wow it’s quiet” I thought as I walked downstairs. I stopped midway; I could only stare as this stunningly beautiful woman stood in the foyer. Alyssa appeared suddenly and threw her arms around her. I didn’t know what to expect but, I didn’t expect to be breathless.
I could hear people whispering how pretty and hot she looked.

 

There were even some low whistles that weren’t exactly low. Gia had waist-length dark hair that curled at the ends, green almond shaped eyes, this lovely bronze complexion, and for lack of a better term enough T and A to go around. She even had a beautiful accent due to her Mexican and Brazilian heritage. She greeted everyone, and of course her smile lit up the room as well.

I gathered my composure as best I could, I spoke to everyone, “Hello, I’m Skye”. I welcomed my new roommate and got the hell out of the house as fast as I could. I avoided Gia for about a week until she caught me one day. I made some lame excuse about going to the farmers market and she offered to go with me. I couldn’t be rude on top of lying, so I said to her, “Sure, we’re going to have a great time”. And actually we did. She was funny, intelligent, and had a wicked sense of humor. She knew some of the dirtiest jokes I ever heard, and even paid for lunch. Now I am standing in the hallway outside of her room as I’ve done on numerous occasions since she moved in. She slept in the nude sometimes, normally on her stomach. Her ass was perfect; it was just round and juicy. I‘ve never wanted to kiss or lick a woman from the back but Gia was a different type of woman. Sexy fit her perfectly, she literally oozed “sex appeal” and I just wanted to be close to her. On this particular evening I decided to use this body cream that she swears she can’t live without.

I kind of threw her door open not knowing she was asleep. She was lying atop a white comforter, with only pair lacy white panties on. I stared at her; my heart raced as a slight tingling sensation spread through my body. Gia was on her side and I could see her lush brown nipples causing my mouth to water. As I turned to leave the room I heard her say, “You don’t have to go”.

 

I stood there feeling busted and confused on my move, “Um, I didn’t know you were asleep. I’ll come back in the morning”

 

“You want some of my cream don’t you?”

 

“What!!” I said slightly surprised.

“The body cream that keeps me looking amazing” she said with a grin.

 

“Yeah”, actually I did, but I didn’t want to bother you.”

 

“Its okay,” she said as she patted a spot on the bed next to her.

 

I became wetter as I watched her leaned towards her night table. The line of her body was incredible. I wanted to stroke, lick, and kiss every inch of her.

 

 She turned around and asked me to stand up, while offering, “Let me do the honors.”

 

She scooped a generous amount of cream from the jar. She opened her legs and a motioned for me to step between them. I begin to tremble as she slowly rubbed my legs and then body.

 
“Does it feel good?” she asked.

 

“Yes… yes it does.”

 

She pulled me closer as her hands slipped beneath my panties. She spread my ass as she rubbed and caressed each cheek.

Suddenly I felt kisses on my belly and then she asked as I felt a finger slip into my ass, “Is your pussy wet?”

 

I gasped a moan. She worked her finger in and out of my ass as she kissed my belly. She whispered “Skye, I want you.”

 

I could only inhale as she stated her intentions. Her hands left my backside and she started squeezing my breast and nipples as the kisses intensified on my belly. Her hands slowly begin to explore the rest of my body; I felt her hands playing with the waist band of my panties.

 

“I wonder if Skye is a natural red-head,”

 

 I felt the band give slightly. Her moans of pleasure were all I heard as her thumb slid across my swollen clit. She pressed harder on my clit, sending waves of pleasures through my body. I tried to speak, yet, I could only moan in response to her question.

I gave over to the pleasure and arched my body against her hand. In one fluid motion I was on my back being kissed to the point of breathlessness and multiple fingers pleasing me. “Yes….deeper……go deeper” I heard myself gasped.

 

 Gia fingers were aggressive. Her thumb stroking my clit harder as her fingers found my g-spot. The pleasure was almost unbearable, but I couldn’t stop, I began to grind my hips against her hand begging her to fuck me. “Before I fuck you, I want to taste you” she said. “Aahhhh” I screamed as I felt her warm tongue on my clit. I looked down on her; she had me weak. I could feel my nectar being sucked out of me.

 

“Mmmm, your pussy is so good; so wet, I want you to cum on my face.”

 

She didn’t miss a stroke as she pushed my thighs further apart and fucked me with her tongue. All I could do was grit my teeth and grab on the sheets. I felt her hand push her panties in my mouth.

 

As her tongue feverishly slid up and down my pussy she said “Can you taste me”?

 

“Mmmmm… I want to taste you!”

 

My hips matched the rhythm of her tongue. I was panting, on the verge of cumming when she stood up. I felt a delicious stretch as my pussy opened up, I looked down to see a thick dildo slide inside me, and other end was swallowed up by her slick wet pussy.

 

She said, “I’m going to fuck you better than any man ever could.”

 

She placed her hands on my hips and the ecstasy begin. Each stroke was wonderful and deep. I thrashed about as pleasure flooded my body. I open my eyes long enough to see her beautiful bronze body covered in sheen of sweat; her head thrown back, indeed fucking me like no man ever had.

“That’s it Skye, take it…take it all up that pretty pink pussy of yours”

 

“Yes… fuck me back Skye, fuck me back!”

 

Our breathing became labored; my hips moved faster. “Fuck me Gia…Fuck Me!”

 

Her hands gripped my ass and lifted my hips off the bed as she stroked me hard and deep;

 

“Fuck!” I moaned as my body released with a gush of liquid that soaked the bed. Gia’s body gave way moments after me. As she lay on top of me, she covered my face with sensual, soft kisses. After we regained my composure Gia asked me if I was ok, or felt weird. I told her I was fine and the only thing I was waiting on was to stick my tongue as far up in her as it would go, and to drink in her essences. She gave me a beautiful smile and said give me a moment….

An Erotic Pic 1k Entry: My Whor by Mina LaMeiux - 10/05/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest  - October 2012

The smell of leather wafted up to my nostrils. I felt the straps tight around my thighs, along my buttocks and cupping my cunt. The buckles jingled slightly as I moved. Naked, I stood in front of the mirror. My hands drifted to my hair, lifting it up and away from my face. My breasts became full; my nipples pert. My eyes gazed down, past my belly, to the source of my power. The dildo stood erect, its base pushing into my clit. Its girth is large, the head bulbous. Mimicked veins traced down its shaft and disappeared underneath the straps. I turned sideways, looking at myself in the mirror. I can see how large my faux cock was. I grinned, licking my lips, my hands drifted down to the cock.


One hand was on my hip, while the other gripped the shaft. I started pumping it slowly. My hand lazily drifted up to the head, circling it slightly and back down to the base. I closed my eyes and got lost in the feel of it. I stroke my cock, feeling every little detail, imagining it inside a tight ass or a hot cunt. I groaned loudly. Each stroke of my faux cock makes me feel more powerful. I hear a slight shift behind me. My eyes popped open and with a growl I turned to look at her.

My face turned sadistic as I let the cock go. It bobbed between my legs and as I move, I felt the delicious weight of it. She's crouched in the corner, eyes to the wall. My little innocent whore. Her hair was golden, her ass was round, and her back unmarked. I approached her and grabbed a fistful of her hair, and then pulled her away from the corner. She gasped and fell, fumbling to get back up on her knees. I held her head in place and she remained on all fours before me. I yanked her roughly by the hair and her soft blue eyes met my dark stare. She blinked; her face blank and not knowing what was/wasn’t allowed.

My hand moved to her face and she startled a bit as I ran my fingers along her cheek. They blushed immediately to my touch. I leaned down to her, squatting on my legs, knees level to her chin, the cock bouncing between my legs. I looked at her lovingly now. She was pretty. Her skin was soft and fragile. Her breasts were not large but not small – they were perfect. Her nipples were pink and hard.

"You'll be my innocent whore tonight won't you, girl?" I grinned at her.

She looked at me, her eyes indicating a yes, but her lips never moved. Finally, she whimpered out “Yes.”

"You'll have to do much better than that," I told her, letting go of her face as I stood up.

She knelt down to my feet; her lips touching my soft, sensitive skin as I felt her hot kisses all over my feet and toes.

"Please," Her body trembled, continuing to plead, "Please make me your whore."

"Do you suck cock, whore?" I replied, asking.

"Y-yes", she quietly answered.

"Then suck mine."

My whore got up onto her knees and took my cock into her hand, slowly trailing her tongue along the shaft. Her lips enclosed the cock head and she dipped her head towards me. I felt her mouth stroke down the shaft as I closed my eyes, letting my fingers caress through her hair, while I imagined to myself what it felt like to have a real cock in her mouth. I held her lightly, loving the feel of moving with her.

Feeling her head move down my shaft and back up again, I couldn’t help utter out, "Suck it like a hungry whore. Show me you want me to fuck you with my cock."

I heard her moan deeply; I feel the vibrations through the shaft. She sucked harder and faster. I feel myself naturally bucking my hips. My hands gripped her tighter, and I move a little more forcefully into her. I groaned, getting lost in the power; I could feel myself aching to fuck her, but not like this.

I regretfully pulled away from her, playing into her very desire, "Do you want me to fuck you?'

"Yes, please. I need you to fuck me." She begged, without my needing to ask.

I lost power over her for a moment; my cunt ache and throb. I suspected she felt the same way too. My clit ached underneath the faux dildo. I needed to fuck – now!

The anticipation flowed through me as I commanded, "Get on the bed and lie down."

She moved quickly and with eagerness she spread her legs as I saw her pink, soft cunt; it glistens in the light. I smelled her arousal as invaded my nostrils. I hungered for her. I wanted to own her and make her my very own whore.

"Tell me. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want me to take you as my whore," I growled, holding my toy-like cock against her slit.

She moaned before speaking, "Fuck me," she panted. "Please fuck me. I want your cock. Fuck me hard and make me your whore. Make it hurt, I don't care. I just need your cock inside me."

I gripped her hip with one hand, letting my other hand guide my cock into her. I felt her body tense below me as I enter her slowly. She holds her breath as I pushed my cock to the hilt within her. I stayed there, both hands on her body now. I leaned against her, feeling my breasts pressed into her. I am balancing between being a woman and a cock. I panted against her body, while I felt her warm breath against my ear.

I pushed away, my hands were back at her hips, while I continued to thrust inside her, slowly, but rhythmically. I felt her muscles around the dildo ever so slightly. She moaned loudly with each thrust, at the same time, her nails dug along my hips, on to my ass.

I wanted her to... closing my eyes, I bellowed out, "Let it all go, whore! Let me hear your passion!"

She groaned louder, her hips rocked into me with each thrust.

I fuck her faster now. Pulling far back and plunging hard into her. Her breath escapes in gasps and she yelps in pleasure. "Oh fuck," she whimpers. "Yes, yes.. give me more. Make me your whore."

I fucked her savagely, showing no mercy. My hand gripped on to her hair and I pull back hard. Her yelps turned into screams. I grunted into her, leaving the woman I am behind as I took her like an animal.

I felt muscles getting tighter around my cock as her screams become more urgent. "Come for me, whore! I want your slutty wetness all over my cock!"

I leaned back into her; pressing my body against hers. She was trapped beneath me. My cunt ached as I push it into her. My cock pumped in and out of her slick hole as I grinded my clit against her. I throbbed just as much for her as she did for me. I felt her moans escalated over my ear, while my moans joined hers’.

"I'm going to cum!" she breathed.

"Yes, do it!" I spoke into her ear.

I fucked her harder, pushing into her, causing her to be pushed hard into the bed. Her body grinded against the mattress, while mine grinded against hers. Her screams escalated with each pant leaving her body; I too, begin breathing hard against her. My hands forced themselves beneath her. and I cupped her breasts together, pulling her harder against mine. I felt her body tremble when my fingers pinched her delicate nipples. She screamed in ecstasy as her orgasm shook her body. I continued to pump her back and forth, but her muscles began clamping down on the cock. I gave into my own needs and started grinding my clit into her. As her orgasm began to subside, I felt the heat well up inside me and I exploded. My screams followed hers and I trembled against her.

I laid there panting and smiling, "You are my whore now. All mine."

She sighed contently while I pulled away from her. My cock slid out regretfully and it was covered in her sex. My hand reached down to touch it as my eyes moved back to the mirror. I watch myself as I took her sex into my fingers and brought them up to my lips. I inhaled the scent of her before licking my own fingers. This was my prize and she is my whore.

An Erotic Pic 1k Contest: A Mistress & Her Muse by Adrianna Vincent - 10/01/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest - October 2012

Our men were up and out of the house early on one of their many camping trips, and my lovely Jenn would be spending the weekend with me.  It was Friday morning, and after the guys kissed us good-bye I told her that I had to head to the office for a few hours, but promised I wouldn’t be too long, and then we could do whatever she wanted.

I arrived back home around 2:30pm.  It was a beautiful, bright, sunny day, and Jenn had thrown all the doors and windows open in the house; a soft breeze occasionally ruffling the sheers or the leaves of the plants in the living room.  I sighed as I kicked off my shoes and stretched my lithe cat-like body.

Just inside the living room, off the foyer, I saw that there were two suitcases.  I smiled.  Apparently, we were going somewhere.

“Where are you, babe?” I called out.

“In the bedroom,” came Jenn’s soft, sultry voice, a sound that never ceased to stroke my sexuality.  I was instantly wet.

I headed down the hall and entered the room, my breath catching in my throat for a moment at the incredible site before me.  Jenn was laying on the bed on her back, nude, her bronze skin sparkling a little in the afternoon sunlight that streamed in through the window, her thick dark hair fanned out behind her on the pillow, and the mound of her perfectly shaved pussy rolling as she flexed.

“Welcome home, Mistress,” she said.

I dropped my purse and my briefcase and began unbuttoning my blouse, my eyes traveling over her skin.  I continued to strip as I approached the bed, revealing myself to her, watching her begin to squirm in response to my open visual appraisal of her stunning body, the desire burning like fire in my otherwise dark eyes.  She was the sexiest, most gorgeous, tastiest looking creature I had ever seen.

Slowly, I crawled onto the foot of the bed and up her legs, pausing to lightly stroke her naked thigh, keeping my eyes trained on hers.  I watched as her lips parted and her chest began to rise and fall, her breathing becoming harder as I advanced.

Finally looking down into her deep green eyes from above, I lowered myself until our bodies met, the warmth of her skin searing into my cool flesh, a ripple of need thrilling through us both as we embraced.  The moment our lips touched, our bodies began to move, undulating against one another.

Jenn whimpered, tilting her head back and exposing her throat.  I opened my mouth wide and bit down gently, caressing her with my teeth, my tongue, my lips.  My left hand roamed over her silken belly and up to her breast, lightly rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.  She gasped and moaned, and I buried my face in her hair, inhaling the familiar sweet apple scent of her shampoo.

My left thigh was between her legs and I could feel her wetness on me.  I slid my hand down between our bodies and slipped my fingers into her pussy in one smooth motion, drawing a shudder from her and another whimper.  I fingered her, pulling up on her pubic bone, rubbing her clit with my thumb as I watched her sultry eyes, her supple lips.  She opened her mouth, inhaling sharply, a look of amazement at how good I was making her feel plastered across her face.

We kissed again, our tongues melting together, dancing in circles.  Her hands grabbed my tight ass, squeezing me into her, forcing my hand harder against her groin as she humped my fingers.  She spread her legs, letting her knees fall outward, her body moving faster.  I sucked her tongue, her bottom lip, then her chin, and ran my tongue down her neck, clamping my lips to the base of her throat once more, feeling her rapid pulse under my tongue.

Jenn’s pussy soaked my hand and her body shook uncontrollably.  I wondered how long she had been laying here on the bed, thinking about this, waiting for me to come home, because she was so close to release.  I lifted my head again to look at her, “Are you almost there baby?”

“Yes!” she panted, her voice desperate.

“Do you want me to slow it down?” I asked, breathing hard, kissing her neck.

“No!”

“Do you want to feel my tongue inside you?”

“Yes!”

I quickly moved down her body, gently biting her inner thigh.  She squealed and moaned, and then cried out as I slid the tip of my tongue down over her clit and into her pussy.  I sealed my lips around her opening and sucked the juice from her into my mouth, before shoving my tongue as far into her as I possibly could.

Her hips moved in a circular motion matching the course of my tongue, her hands on my head, tangled into my long raven hair, as she pulled my face into her.  My elbows were to either side of her thighs, my hands spread out on her taut lower belly.  With my thumbs, I pulled the lips of her pussy outward, tightening the skin around the base of her clit.  I massaged the bone underneath, and then allowed my hands to move downward, until I was able to hook my thumbs into her pussy on either side of my tongue, continuing to rub the bone there as well.

My thumbs were inside her, my fingers pressing into her above her clit, and her movements became faster and more demanding as she humped my face.  I moaned, letting the vibrations travel through her and then pulled my tongue out of her, dragging it up toward her clit and pressing down on it while moving it back and forth.

“Oh God!” Jenn cried, “Oh God, yeah!”

Fuck I was turned on!  My pussy humped the bed beneath me, and a sudden and very unexpected orgasm shot through me as I worked on her.  I let it pass, all but forgotten now.  My attention was solely on the luscious woman under me and the importance of her pleasure alone.

My tongue circled her clit, my lips pulled on it, my teeth gently chewed around it, and her excitement mounted.  She began to shake wildly, her thighs hard as granite as the muscles contracted, responding to the tsunami of an orgasm that was building within her.

“Don’t stop!  Please don’t stop Kelly!” she begged, her hands frantically pulling my head into her, mashing my face into her pussy as I devoured her.  I slid two fingers inside her, fucking her fast, my tongue continuing its assault on her clit.  I moaned into her again, and she answered with one of her own, her orgasm coming at last, oozing onto my tongue and into my mouth.

“Mmmm, Jenn, you taste so fucking good,” I whispered, gently licking and sucking the lips of her pussy, avoiding her sensitive clit.  She moaned, her breathing slowing, and then sighed heavily with a final shudder.

I kissed my way up her body, and pulled her in close to me, stroking her hair.  We held each other for a moment, before she said, “What about you?  I want you to cum too.”

“I did.  You were concentrating so hard on your own, that you didn’t notice it when I came.  I hardly noticed it myself.  But I did.  That doesn’t mean I’m done with you though.  We have the whole weekend ahead of us after all.”  I paused for a moment, and then added, “By the way, I saw the suitcases in the hall.  Are we going somewhere?”

“I hope you don’t mind but, I’ve never been to West Edmonton Mall, and I’ve always really wanted to go there, so I booked us a room in the Fantasyland Hotel for the weekend.  I was lucky,” she went on excitedly, “they’d had a cancellation and I was able to get the Luxury Roman Theme room.  It’s absolutely gorgeous!  And we can go shopping, and swimming, and skiing.  You’re not mad at me, are you?”

“Of course not.  It sounds like fun!  Although,” I said, trailing a finger across her breasts, “I have a hard time imagining us finding any time outside of the suite.  But we can try.”  I kissed her soft lips and pulled her against me once more.  “So when do we leave?”

“Actually, our flight is at 8:15 tonight, so I was thinking maybe we could go out for dinner first?”

“Mmm, you’ve got it all planned out, don’t you?  I love it.  Where would you like to go for dinner?”

“I was thinking something casual.  I’ve been craving a good old juicy burger for weeks.  Maybe Boston Pizza?”

“Sure, whatever you want baby.  Anything at all.”

As we spoke, our hands had been moving slowly over one another, and before we knew it, we were making love again.

It was about four-thirty, when Jenn finally lifted her head from between my thighs and whispered, “We can go to Boston Pizza any old day.”