3 A.M.

It’s the middle of the night. 3 am to be exact. I come into consciousness with his strong, muscular arms around my waist, his rock, hard cock pressed into my back.

I turn into him, my lips finding his in the dark. I’m half asleep and full of need and want.

My legs find his waist and encircle him, a cry escaping my from my lips as he enters me.

Our bodies move as one, a dance of desire that is playing its own tune.

He turns me around, entering me from behind, his lips finding the soft spot on my neck.

“You know where I want you” I whisper to him in-between ragged breathes.

“Please. Now….”

He complies, inserting his cock in my ass. Slowly, gently, getting past the initial pain. It’s like being seared with an iron, branded and claimed.

Once he’s inside it changes, pleasure replacing pain. I arch my back as I move onto my knees, letting him go deeper into me.

We become primal, carnal, two animals in heat. What starts off gentle becomes rough and I scream for him to go faster and harder. I want every inch of him inside of me.

I throw my face into the pillow to muffle the guttural noises escaping my lips. “Oh god! Oh my fucking God…yes! Yes!”

He grabs my vibrator and holds it to my clit as he slams into me. I begin to loose it. The sensation on my clit and ass take me over board and my orgasm leaves me shaking, weak in the knees.

I kiss him on the lips and lay my head on his shoulder, drifting back to sleep. I like being woken up in the middle of the night. Never know what will happen at 3 a.m. but it’s always fun to find out.

A Smoke and a Nap

His fingers slip beneath my panties, seeking the soft spot hidden within. He strokes my hair, a child petting a bunny, silken and warm. My breath releases as they find their way inside, stroking and touching my depths. I can feel myself growing wetter with excitement. If this is dinner, then we are at the appetizers, the main course is next.

I arch my back and lean further into the couch. My hand moving towards his face, touching the lips that I love. I close my eyes, a smile on my face, my hair spread around my shoulders like a blanket. Slowly he removes my panties, slipping them down my thighs. My moisture leaving a trail down my leg.

The air smells of sex and desire, combined with scent of rain. It turns me on and makes me want him more.

He leans in and kisses my neck, slow at first then hard. I feel his teeth sink into my flesh and I moan out loud. My hands grab his shoulders, and I dig my nails in.

He moves lower, placing my nipples between his lips. Suckling and licking, they grow hard beneath his expert touch. Lower and lower he goes, till he reaches my thighs. He kisses them gently, snaking his tongue in and out. 

He settles in, between my legs and his tongue become bff’s. My thighs press against his ears as my hips buck in response.

My legs begin to shake and my knees grow weak. He doesn’t let up. The tension begins to build as he licks my clit, rise as he puts a finger in my ass.

“Now” I tell him. “I need you right now“. He complies. His are suddenly on mine, the taste of me filling my own mouth.

His cock inside me as far as it goes. He rams my body into the bed, making the springs squeak and my thighs quiver. “Harder” I tell him. “Fuck me harder. Don’t stop.”

My back gets pushed up against the bed frame as he pummels my body over and over. I’ll have bruises tomorrow where my back went against the wall but in this moment I don’t notice.

I can feel my orgasm building and when I do I feel it from my head to my feet. Wave after wave of pleasure greets me as he pushes his cock deeper in my body.

I take a moment to catch my breath. then look over at him and say: “Hand me my cigarette” 

I lay naked in my bed, an incredibly sexy man holding my right hand, my cigarette in my left. “A cigarette and a nap” i think as the smoke trails out of my nose. After what I’ve just experienced in my bed, it sounds like the perfect combination before I start us both up again. 

Madness

Desire and madness. Madness and lust. I am lost in a swirling sea of thought.

Your body naked, pressed into mine. Your arms holding me tight.

The window is open and the wind caresses my face.

The sounds of the night a symphony joining the music in my mind.

I want you, need you, lust for you.

My body craves your touch, my lips crave your kiss.

My brain says challenge me, the soft spot between my thighs cries out for release.

I am a woman possessed, in need of an exorciscm and you are my priest.

Take me to the booth and make me confess.

Put me on my knees as I genuflect before your grace.

Take me, kiss me, fuck me hard.

I am a prisoner of my desire and you the warden who holds the key.

Unlock me from the madness of my need and set me free.

Heaven on Earth

There is a special place in the woods. It is our secret getaway from the world, my private slice of Heaven on Earth. Nestled inside a forest, sits a tiny camper. It is surrounded by trees and the chorus of the animals that call it home. Every week we hop in the car. We put the windows down and make the long drive to our oasis.

He holds my hand tightly in his as the wind streams through the windows. The music streams from the speakers, surrounding us in lyrics that resonate inside our souls. We laugh, and talk and take in the moment. It is a special time, this drive into heaven that we faithfully make.

We arrive at the camper, crickets and frogs greet us in response. The trees are dense and thick. They are majestic in their glory and I feel connected to the Earth and the scents of pine and grass. We park the car and I can feel my anticipation growing. I want to run from the car and into the warm embrace of his arms and his kiss.

I am patient, knowing that good things come to those who wait and this night, like the ones before it, are worth taking my time.

He places the key in the lock and we walk inside. We place our belongings on the teeny kitchen table and I send him to the back. I shut the partition that divides the spaces and dress for his surprise. I quickly undress, taking a deep breathe as the air hits my skin from the vent above. I put on my black bra, the one with red lace. Slide my black panties up my waist. I remove my ponytail and allow my hair to fall down my back and on my waist. He loves my long hair and tonight I aim to make him smile.

I place the black satin 6 in heels on my perfectly manicured feet. I walk slowly towards the door and slide it open, enjoying the look of surprise and arousal on his face putting a smile on mine. He grabs me, pulls me in close. Kisses me with abandon. He pulls me out in front him, soaking me in with his eyes. Once more he draws me close, placing me on his lap. I am an addict and he is my drug. I can’t get enough of his hands on my body, his lips on my face. On your knees he says and I willingly comply. I place his cock inside my mouth, a child with a lollipop, her favorite flavor to enjoy. My hands surround his shaft, working him in a thousand different way, the sounds from his mouth telling me I’m doing it right.

He lifts me off my knees, and places me on the bed. It’s a give and take kind of world and it’s my turn to receive. He removes my panties, bringing them down to my thighs. My hips raise in response, ready to receive his mouth. My legs close around his head and I hold onto the bed tight. I can feel it building, my need for release. When I can hardly stand it he moves his head back up my stomach, placing his tongue on mine. I can taste myself on his lips, smell my excitement on his skin.

He turns me around and places me on my knees, entering me from behind. I want to scream, I want to shout. It feels so fucking good and I feel it as a current from my head to my toes. My hips thrust and buck, a wild bronco in need of taming and he’s the cowboy with the rope.

I cum, over and over again. My legs shake in response, my breathe catches in my throat. I fall onto my stomach,a smile pasted on my lips. The nights not over, it’s only just begun. I love this place, our secret getaway from the world. It is our spot to explore and discover one another, our spot to just be. Heaven on Earth I think as I drift into a relaxed state of bliss. Heaven on Earth and with him, I’m discovering my wings.

Queen of Hearts

Laying in the dark beneath my sheets. The scent of you still on my pillow, the touch of you embedded in my skin.

There is madness in the desire, insanity in the want. I’m Alice falling down the rabbit hole unable to stop this descent.

Touch me, hold me, make me yours. I am a queen sitting alone seeking a king to fill the empty throne.

My eyes grow heavy as my thoughts are consumed. I place my head into the pillow and inhale your scent. It is not you but your essence and for tonight it will do.

The kingdom is yours for the taking all you must do is ask. The throne has been empty for far too long, shake off sit beside me and reign, claim your place in my heart.

Rubiks Cube

I’m a Rubik’s Cube. A puzzle to be solved.
So many sides to me, colors waiting to be matched.

You cannot pull apart my pieces and put them back.

The code resides in your mind. To solve me you must think.

Turn the pieces and turn me until they click. Solve the puzzle, answer my riddle. Be the man that I deserve, I’ll be the woman you can’t forget.

I’m waiting for the game master, the one who knows the rules. Care to play? Care to try?

Solve this puzzle, claim your prize. All you need to do is try.

Write With Me.

Cigarette in mouth, hands on the keys. My heart beats faster as I type. My head is spinning on a merry-go-round of thoughts. I find myself reliving our last night together. The way you felt, the way you looked. 

My music is up and my windows are down. The loudest sound is the one inside my soul. It is waking up, coming alive telling me to open my ears and listen.
Stolen glances in the dark, a kiss on the lips and neck. The way your arms feel, wrapped around my waist. It is pure and sweet, raw and real. Is it love? Is it infatuation? Perhaps it is both. These moments, these memories made, they are mine, they are yours, they are ours and so fucking beautiful.

I smile at the thought of your face, am wet at the thought of your cock. You excite me, move me, make me want more.

 I am a flower in bloom and you the gardener feeding my desires and want. The night beckons to me as the hours tick by. There are words and thoughts and thoughts and words and the flow together like water in the lake. Smooth on the surface yet deceptively deep.

My hearts been struck by lightening and I the girl on fire ready to create a blaze. I don’t know what comes next. Don’t know what it means. Perhaps that is the beauty of it all. The mystery, the suspense. The not knowing is the knowing. Leaving me wanting more, leaving me with a need I can’t explain.

Desire and lust, confusion and need. They are intermingled inside my heart. A spiders web of thoughts I which I am hopelessly caught. 

Am I yours? Are you mine? Is this what it means to fall hard and fast?

I cannot offer you the world, only moments in it. Glorious moments in which we write a melodious harmony. 

Pick up your pen and let the words flow into mine. This is our book filled with empty pages waiting for the words to be placed.
We aren’t meant to know what comes next, only to know the now. It is perfect in its mystery, let us write it together and fill each chapter with words that only we can read.

Fly

Talk to me. Share in your desires and dreams. Take off the mask show me what lies beneath. 

Believe in me. Allow my passions to bloom like roses in the garden and let your support be their sustenance and light.
Dream with me. Share in yours so I can share mine. Together we can wake them up, allow them to be real. 
Don’t stand in my shadow nor place me in yours. Nothing beautiful grows in the darkness. Let us light each others fires to illuminate the night. 
Fantasies belong in books. Leave them between the pages and make reality with me instead. 
You cannot soar until you fly. Stretch your wings and leap, together we will see the world from new and glorious heights.