So what did I do, I went to upload I Never Meant To Fall In Love chapter 3 and silly me high off Nyquil loaded up a draft of Danielle and David chapter 3 instead. Oh not to worry. After figuring out how to change it. well first it was brought to my attention by one of my readers... SO thank you soooooo much! I have now asked the admin at Literotica to delete that story and I have uploaded the REAL chapter 3 to I Never Meant to Fall in Love.
I have also NOW uploaded the final version of the REAL chapter 3 of Danielle and David. :) YAY!!! so you can read that chapter under the right story now!
I have also uploaded chapter 2 of A lesson Learned.
All these will be available soon I hope.
You can read A Lesson Learned chapter one on Literotica now. BTW don't forget to check out my blog exclusive story right here, Love Comes When You Least Expect It. there will be more chapters to come.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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Monday, December 31, 2012
Happy New Year to you! My Final 2012 Thoughts
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| Happy 2013 to YOU! |
So now I thought this would be a great time to talk more about me and my journey. I thought 2012 was a pretty interesting year. I had a lot of good times, but I had some very hard times too. I made a lot of changes but the most important change I made in 2012 was to be ME. Stop trying to hid the nature of who I am. Stop making myself miserable because of what others thought of me.
Some say I have great potential, and you know what. they are right. But it's not because I don't curse, or I do what they me want me to do. It's because God gave me talent to write, sing, even give a fuck speech to move people to action or regret. I could say it is genetic but I don't really think so. It was just who I was created and destined to be. It's a fucking gift from God! deal with it.
Other say I am a waste of a good egg, why because again I will not submit to their will. So what do I say to them, you got it FUCK you! I am who i am and I learned with all my mistakes, all my failures, successes, great ideas and bad ideas. I truly love me. It took me a while to get here too. Actually it took me way too long. Giving my power to others just made me miserable in the end.
I tell people all the time, I tried to be what everybody wanted me to be and I failed miserably. Many of those people that tried to "mold" me into something special are not even in my life today.
So 2012, is just about over, and what do I have to show for it. A heart that is mending, and life that is just starting and a smile that says I have not given hope. My hope is not in riches, love or even fame. My hope is in me. I have to potentially to set goals, live a life of purpose and become who I am destined to become.
Oh you want to know about sex, well, I must say in 2012 outside of masturbate and wet dreams, yes guys, girls have them too. It's been pretty non-existent. but that's going to change; because this bitch is in heat LOL.
So now that 2013 is asking me to open up and let HIM in, I going to spread this legs wide and let him fuck me hard. no not fuck in the bad since. But I talking about that orgasms that makes you keep his lazy ass around because he ain't good for nothing but damn, he can fuck you six ways sideways. Yeah that kind of Fuck. 2013 and I are going go hard and make shit happen.
What about you. Happy Fucking NEW Year make it count. Remember you only have one life and it will pass and be gone. Let it count for something.
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Celebrate Life Happy New Year!
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
First Blog Exclusive Story: Love Come When You Least Expect It
Love Comes When You Least Expect It
Chapter One
Joann wanted to be loved. She was a woman of means and was very astute in all matters of life, however, she could never find the right man. She wanted someone to love her for who she is and not for what she could do for him. It was really simple for Joann, seduce her mind and you will have her heart, soul and body. Lately, all the men she had come across wanted her body and made way to her money.
Broken hearted, she now yearned for noting more but real love. No games, no pretense just pure love. Maybe that’s why when James approached her she was cynical and candid.
“Hello?” James said in a low voice. When there was no answer, he repeated himself a little louder the next time. “Hello?”
“A more intelligent person would have taken the clue and walked away.” Joann harshly remarked with a snarl on her face.
“Such angry words for a beautiful woman.” James said dismissively, “I was wondering if I could join you as there are no other places to sit, and you are alone at this table with two chairs.”
“It’s a free country. You can sit where ever you like. But should you sit there, please don’t act as if I’m waiting to be picked and seduced by the likes of you.” she said flippant.
“Fair enough. By the way, I am James. Can I at least know who I am sitting with?” He smiled kindly.
For the first time Joann looked up from the book she was reading. She was mesmerized. This man was gorgeous, such a kind and warm face. She stared at him a bit longer than she had intended.
“Well, do you have a name?” He smiled wider.
“Yes, my name is Joann.” She snapped and looked back down at her book.
“Well I can’t say that it’s nice to meet you, but I can say thanks for sharing your space with me. However, you could try to be a bit nicer. Seeing I have not done anything to you. The man that hurt you did a major number on you.” He said as he scooted the chair out to take his seat.
“What do you know about anything?” Joann quickly responded looking at James again.
“His eyes were still smiling. “I know a bitter woman when I see her. An otherwise attractive woman who has had one too many fools in her life and now any man that would try to win her hand will have to deal with the resentment and anger of the last fool.”
Joann was ready to say something very inappropriate when James held his hand up and said. “I mean no disrespect and no I don’t know you. I have sisters, they talk, I had old girlfriends and they talked, I listen to my female friends. I can see you have been mistreated. It's no surprise.”
So you are my psychiatrist now? You’re going to counsel and make it all better.” She hissed.
Joann, no I just want to drink my coffee without the hostility. It’s actually very draining sitting this close to you and feeling all that anger emitting from you. You must be exhausted. I assure you; you can sit here and let your guard down.”
With a sassy tone Joann responds, “Look mister you can sit somewhere else! You don’t have to sit there. I was just here minding…”
James interrupts, “You are right I could move and sit somewhere else but as you see all the tables are taken and this was the only seat available. Why, wouldn’t I want to sit next to a lovely lady? I am just saying you are safe with me.”
Joann looked around the coffee shop to see if there was another place she could move to. He was right. The place was packed. People working on laptops, teenagers texting and couples talking. She was stuck unless she was ready to leave. She somehow felt that would be losing the battle to this annoying man. So she huffed and decided to stick it out.
James sat across from her opening his newspaper and folding it back on itself. His eyes caught an article as he took a sip of his coffee. Looking back up at Joann, who was now taking him in, he gave her a crooked smile. “So are you ready to play nice?”
“I’m sorry for being so rude. I am not normally like that but I thought you were going to try to hit on me or pick me up.”
“Well, if you want me to I can do that, but I just wanted a seat.” James glanced back at his newspaper, “Someplace to read while I sipped my coffee.”
“By all means, I do apologize for the rash assumption. Please forgive me.”
“You were forgiven the moment it happened, acquaintances for the moment?”
Joann smiled for the first time, “Sure.”
James went back to his article, and Joann continued to eye him. He had thick dark brown hair with the tips frosted in blonde. His hair had that fresh out of bed look that every white man she knew was trying to sport; only, his looked so effortlessly. He had the most sensitive hazel eyes and a small upturned nose and full pinkish lips. He had a barely there cleft in his chin. He was masculine but a pretty boy. His white polo shirt was a bit snug revealing his well-defined chest specks. His arms were chiseled to perfection, at least from where she sat. He exhaled. She thought to herself, if you have to be seen with anyone, he would be the pick. She watched as his brow furrowed and he looked up, “Do I meet your approval?”
Joann was mortified, how long had she been staring at him that he would ask such a question. Was he disturbed by her staring at him? Oh God she prayed under her breath.
“Well, you must know that you are a very attractive man.” Joann said trying to sound as matter of fact as she could.
James did a cheesy imitation of Elvis Presley and said, “Thank you. Thank you very much.” Smiling at her he unconsciously licked his lips. Joann felt her juices beginning to gather. She bit her bottom lip and tried to return to her book.
After reading the same line four times. She closed the book to find James looking at her.
“What?”
“Do you have plans for today?”
“u-um not sure where this is going but I think I made myself very clear about being picked up.” Joann said shifting in her seat. Her body was now screaming at her to take him now.
“Yes, yes you did. How about this, I need a woman’s opinion for a gift for my sister’s wedding in three weeks. You look like you might actually know how to pick out that sort of gift. And I think it’s the least you can do to make up for undressing me with your eyes in this coffee shop.”
Joann blushed and as much as she wanted to say something sarcastic, she wanted to spend more time with him.
“You are right. I can pick out a pretty good gift, but I know nothing about your sister and I know nothing about you. For all I know, you could be a very handsome serial killer who picks up woman in coffee shops and lures them to their deaths.”
“U-um yeah, could be that or could just be a guy who needs some help, and behind your tough and rough exterior I think there’s a sensible woman who knows that I need her help,” he said leaning forward and putting his elbow on the table with his hand slightly balled in a fist and rested under his cheek. “So what do you say? I promise not to take more than hour of your time. She is registered at Macy’s so all we have to do is pick a gift off the list.”
“Couldn’t you do that without my help? She has already solved half the battle for you.”
“True but the list is so expansive and come on, I’m a guy. If I get my sister a bad gift, it will be the topic of every family gathering from here till the world ends.” He pleaded with a fake pout on his face.
“Alright I will. No more than an hour. At the first sign of uncomfortable feeling I will walk away.”
“Great. Thanks so much. I knew you were not the ice princess you were portraying to be. Plus, now the sales ladies will not try to flirt with me. I hate going shopping in these kind of stores.”
Joanna laughed, now that she could understand. James rose from his chair extending his hand to Joann, “Shall we?”
“I guess we shall,” she said taking his hand and immediately letting go once she was standing. She gathered her items and started for the door.
Joann wanted to be loved. She was a woman of means and was very astute in all matters of life, however, she could never find the right man. She wanted someone to love her for who she is and not for what she could do for him. It was really simple for Joann, seduce her mind and you will have her heart, soul and body. Lately, all the men she had come across wanted her body and made way to her money.
Broken hearted, she now yearned for noting more but real love. No games, no pretense just pure love. Maybe that’s why when James approached her she was cynical and candid.
“Hello?” James said in a low voice. When there was no answer, he repeated himself a little louder the next time. “Hello?”
“A more intelligent person would have taken the clue and walked away.” Joann harshly remarked with a snarl on her face.
“Such angry words for a beautiful woman.” James said dismissively, “I was wondering if I could join you as there are no other places to sit, and you are alone at this table with two chairs.”
“It’s a free country. You can sit where ever you like. But should you sit there, please don’t act as if I’m waiting to be picked and seduced by the likes of you.” she said flippant.
“Fair enough. By the way, I am James. Can I at least know who I am sitting with?” He smiled kindly.
For the first time Joann looked up from the book she was reading. She was mesmerized. This man was gorgeous, such a kind and warm face. She stared at him a bit longer than she had intended.
“Well, do you have a name?” He smiled wider.
“Yes, my name is Joann.” She snapped and looked back down at her book.
“Well I can’t say that it’s nice to meet you, but I can say thanks for sharing your space with me. However, you could try to be a bit nicer. Seeing I have not done anything to you. The man that hurt you did a major number on you.” He said as he scooted the chair out to take his seat.
“What do you know about anything?” Joann quickly responded looking at James again.
“His eyes were still smiling. “I know a bitter woman when I see her. An otherwise attractive woman who has had one too many fools in her life and now any man that would try to win her hand will have to deal with the resentment and anger of the last fool.”
Joann was ready to say something very inappropriate when James held his hand up and said. “I mean no disrespect and no I don’t know you. I have sisters, they talk, I had old girlfriends and they talked, I listen to my female friends. I can see you have been mistreated. It's no surprise.”
So you are my psychiatrist now? You’re going to counsel and make it all better.” She hissed.
Joann, no I just want to drink my coffee without the hostility. It’s actually very draining sitting this close to you and feeling all that anger emitting from you. You must be exhausted. I assure you; you can sit here and let your guard down.”
With a sassy tone Joann responds, “Look mister you can sit somewhere else! You don’t have to sit there. I was just here minding…”
James interrupts, “You are right I could move and sit somewhere else but as you see all the tables are taken and this was the only seat available. Why, wouldn’t I want to sit next to a lovely lady? I am just saying you are safe with me.”
Joann looked around the coffee shop to see if there was another place she could move to. He was right. The place was packed. People working on laptops, teenagers texting and couples talking. She was stuck unless she was ready to leave. She somehow felt that would be losing the battle to this annoying man. So she huffed and decided to stick it out.
James sat across from her opening his newspaper and folding it back on itself. His eyes caught an article as he took a sip of his coffee. Looking back up at Joann, who was now taking him in, he gave her a crooked smile. “So are you ready to play nice?”
“I’m sorry for being so rude. I am not normally like that but I thought you were going to try to hit on me or pick me up.”
“Well, if you want me to I can do that, but I just wanted a seat.” James glanced back at his newspaper, “Someplace to read while I sipped my coffee.”
“By all means, I do apologize for the rash assumption. Please forgive me.”
“You were forgiven the moment it happened, acquaintances for the moment?”
Joann smiled for the first time, “Sure.”
James went back to his article, and Joann continued to eye him. He had thick dark brown hair with the tips frosted in blonde. His hair had that fresh out of bed look that every white man she knew was trying to sport; only, his looked so effortlessly. He had the most sensitive hazel eyes and a small upturned nose and full pinkish lips. He had a barely there cleft in his chin. He was masculine but a pretty boy. His white polo shirt was a bit snug revealing his well-defined chest specks. His arms were chiseled to perfection, at least from where she sat. He exhaled. She thought to herself, if you have to be seen with anyone, he would be the pick. She watched as his brow furrowed and he looked up, “Do I meet your approval?”
Joann was mortified, how long had she been staring at him that he would ask such a question. Was he disturbed by her staring at him? Oh God she prayed under her breath.
“Well, you must know that you are a very attractive man.” Joann said trying to sound as matter of fact as she could.
James did a cheesy imitation of Elvis Presley and said, “Thank you. Thank you very much.” Smiling at her he unconsciously licked his lips. Joann felt her juices beginning to gather. She bit her bottom lip and tried to return to her book.
After reading the same line four times. She closed the book to find James looking at her.
“What?”
“Do you have plans for today?”
“u-um not sure where this is going but I think I made myself very clear about being picked up.” Joann said shifting in her seat. Her body was now screaming at her to take him now.
“Yes, yes you did. How about this, I need a woman’s opinion for a gift for my sister’s wedding in three weeks. You look like you might actually know how to pick out that sort of gift. And I think it’s the least you can do to make up for undressing me with your eyes in this coffee shop.”
Joann blushed and as much as she wanted to say something sarcastic, she wanted to spend more time with him.
“You are right. I can pick out a pretty good gift, but I know nothing about your sister and I know nothing about you. For all I know, you could be a very handsome serial killer who picks up woman in coffee shops and lures them to their deaths.”
“U-um yeah, could be that or could just be a guy who needs some help, and behind your tough and rough exterior I think there’s a sensible woman who knows that I need her help,” he said leaning forward and putting his elbow on the table with his hand slightly balled in a fist and rested under his cheek. “So what do you say? I promise not to take more than hour of your time. She is registered at Macy’s so all we have to do is pick a gift off the list.”
“Couldn’t you do that without my help? She has already solved half the battle for you.”
“True but the list is so expansive and come on, I’m a guy. If I get my sister a bad gift, it will be the topic of every family gathering from here till the world ends.” He pleaded with a fake pout on his face.
“Alright I will. No more than an hour. At the first sign of uncomfortable feeling I will walk away.”
“Great. Thanks so much. I knew you were not the ice princess you were portraying to be. Plus, now the sales ladies will not try to flirt with me. I hate going shopping in these kind of stores.”
Joanna laughed, now that she could understand. James rose from his chair extending his hand to Joann, “Shall we?”
“I guess we shall,” she said taking his hand and immediately letting go once she was standing. She gathered her items and started for the door.
(c) 2012
Look for the next chapter soon. I hope you enjoyed it.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Friday, December 28, 2012
Update For Literotica.com
So listen, tonight I just uploaded chapter 3 of "I Never Meant To Fall In Love" and I also uploaded "A Lesson In Love", which is a new series.
Don't worry "Danielle and David" chapter 3 is with the editor and should be upload if not this weekend by Wednesday at the latest.
The e-books are coming along and I have a few blogs that I am going to write, that will not be posted anywhere but here. I have been inspired to write and so I am writing.
If we don't chat before the New Year. I hope you will all have a Happy New Year and May it be prosperous.
Remember if you are not following the blog, you can join by clicking join this site, it will allow you to know via email when I update this blog.
OH I forgot the new website is UP Check it out. It's a small beginning but I like it. http://vickivalewrites.com. When you go leave a message in the guestbook so I know that you were there and if you like my work, leave a testimony.
I appreciate you all.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Don't worry "Danielle and David" chapter 3 is with the editor and should be upload if not this weekend by Wednesday at the latest.
The e-books are coming along and I have a few blogs that I am going to write, that will not be posted anywhere but here. I have been inspired to write and so I am writing.
If we don't chat before the New Year. I hope you will all have a Happy New Year and May it be prosperous.
Remember if you are not following the blog, you can join by clicking join this site, it will allow you to know via email when I update this blog.
OH I forgot the new website is UP Check it out. It's a small beginning but I like it. http://vickivalewrites.com. When you go leave a message in the guestbook so I know that you were there and if you like my work, leave a testimony.
I appreciate you all.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
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Here's what you do. Enter the Contest
1. If you are not following me on twitter, do it
2. If you have not liked my Author page on Facebook, do it
Just that simple and to make it easier...
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Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Taking My Ass For The First Time!
I created a website. I took sexy pictures of me wearing lingerie and put them there. Within a week, I had become a sensation around the campus. I was the seven-foot-tall super sexy gal whom everyone was talking about. The guys were noticing me a lot more. And the short chicks couldn't stand it. Once more, I was the recipient of attention. Some guys feel intimidated by a tall girl. I’m not a mean or intimidating person. I can’t help it if I’m tall. Nobody chooses to be five feet tall or seven feet tall. I get sad when I see guys walk right past a tall girl who likes them and pick a short chick instead. And the short chicks love it. I feel like strangling them. Oh, well. Time to get creative. I was basking in the attention. But it was short-lived.
The attention I gained on campus slowly faded. A few people mentioned that maybe I ought to try modeling. I met a few cute guys who flirted with me but nothing came out of it. There was always a short chick in an even shorter skirt around to steal them. Short chicks are evil! Oh, well. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I’m twenty one years old. I’m a healthy and attractive young woman. I’m smart and talented. Yet I still have my virginity. What gives? I was really hoping I wouldn't have to do this but oh well. I installed a members only message board on my website and did something amazing. I offered my virginity on an online auction. The highest bidder would come and collect it. Word up.
The website got flooded with messages. Around the world, people bid on my sexy ass. It came to a three-way tie at one hundred thousand dollars. The highest bid. Who were the three highest bidders? A tall, handsome, blond-haired and emerald-eyed German gentleman named Leif Heimdall. He was the CEO of a major international corporation. A sexy Latin lesbian businesswoman named Liliana Sanchez. She was a leather-clad dominatrix, if you can believe that. The third and most interesting bid came from an unnamed black gentleman who told me that although he didn't have a hundred grand, he was packing twelve inches of Black Man Power and knew how to satisfy a woman of any size. That last part was intriguing. I ended up picking him. He lived in the Boston Area and told me he’d be at my dorm room in an hour.
I hit the showers, and got ready. I put on my sexiest black Lycra bra and matching black panties. Then, I sat on the couch and turned on the television. I put on a steamy porn video and waited. Surely enough, an hour later, there was a knock on my dorm. The person behind the door was a black man. A five-foot-seven, lean and muscular, gorgeous black man with a face and body that male models would envy. Look out Usher. Move over Denzel. Hot damn. He smiled at me, and introduced himself as Dexter Brent. He was a student at Boston University and a member of the Men’s Wrestling team. I welcomed him inside.
To read the whole experience go to Hornyconfession.com
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
The attention I gained on campus slowly faded. A few people mentioned that maybe I ought to try modeling. I met a few cute guys who flirted with me but nothing came out of it. There was always a short chick in an even shorter skirt around to steal them. Short chicks are evil! Oh, well. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I’m twenty one years old. I’m a healthy and attractive young woman. I’m smart and talented. Yet I still have my virginity. What gives? I was really hoping I wouldn't have to do this but oh well. I installed a members only message board on my website and did something amazing. I offered my virginity on an online auction. The highest bidder would come and collect it. Word up.
The website got flooded with messages. Around the world, people bid on my sexy ass. It came to a three-way tie at one hundred thousand dollars. The highest bid. Who were the three highest bidders? A tall, handsome, blond-haired and emerald-eyed German gentleman named Leif Heimdall. He was the CEO of a major international corporation. A sexy Latin lesbian businesswoman named Liliana Sanchez. She was a leather-clad dominatrix, if you can believe that. The third and most interesting bid came from an unnamed black gentleman who told me that although he didn't have a hundred grand, he was packing twelve inches of Black Man Power and knew how to satisfy a woman of any size. That last part was intriguing. I ended up picking him. He lived in the Boston Area and told me he’d be at my dorm room in an hour.
I hit the showers, and got ready. I put on my sexiest black Lycra bra and matching black panties. Then, I sat on the couch and turned on the television. I put on a steamy porn video and waited. Surely enough, an hour later, there was a knock on my dorm. The person behind the door was a black man. A five-foot-seven, lean and muscular, gorgeous black man with a face and body that male models would envy. Look out Usher. Move over Denzel. Hot damn. He smiled at me, and introduced himself as Dexter Brent. He was a student at Boston University and a member of the Men’s Wrestling team. I welcomed him inside.
To read the whole experience go to Hornyconfession.com
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Monday, December 24, 2012
Story Updates
Hey Everyone,
I hope you are having a wonderful Christmas Holiday. To those that are are celebrating Christmas, I wish you a Happy Holiday Season.Well here is another update. My Christmas plans has changed and instead of being depressed and miserable about it I have set out to finish what I started. So I will be working on getting Santa's Babe completed and to the editor as well as The Man Without A Face. Both of these stories hold a found place in my heart because they will be the first of many I hope e-books that I publish to kindle. Be on the look out for more information. I will have a virtual launch party and all. Yes that means you will be able to win prizes. For those of you who don't know me. I like giving away money but I am also thinking about giving a way a free kindle.
So Now Danielle and David and I never Meant to Fall in love are with the editors. I had a little snag and had to find a new editor but the stories are being edited and though I wanted to have them posted by the end of the week, they will be uploaded and available soon. BTW shoot out to aimtwoplease for being a wonderful replacement editor and all around great guy. Also I thank Honeybree for editing my new series story A Lesson In Love. Actually you know I need to thank several beta readers and editors that have stepped up in my time of need. So here's a complete list... I don't know about other writers but you are making my experience and journey a pleasure:
gentlemanwithhandcuffs
Bruce Wayne
tanglegirl
kalamazoo707 - For the medical overview in Danielle and David
tanyastoes
XiaraBellafeast
I think that's everyone? If I missed someone, please know that I am grateful.
Well that is it for now. Happy Holidays. Chat again real soon. I will post when I have uploaded Chapters 3 of I Never Meant to Fall In Love and Danielle and David as well as when I have uploaded the new series A Lesson In Love.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
I hope you are having a wonderful Christmas Holiday. To those that are are celebrating Christmas, I wish you a Happy Holiday Season.Well here is another update. My Christmas plans has changed and instead of being depressed and miserable about it I have set out to finish what I started. So I will be working on getting Santa's Babe completed and to the editor as well as The Man Without A Face. Both of these stories hold a found place in my heart because they will be the first of many I hope e-books that I publish to kindle. Be on the look out for more information. I will have a virtual launch party and all. Yes that means you will be able to win prizes. For those of you who don't know me. I like giving away money but I am also thinking about giving a way a free kindle.
So Now Danielle and David and I never Meant to Fall in love are with the editors. I had a little snag and had to find a new editor but the stories are being edited and though I wanted to have them posted by the end of the week, they will be uploaded and available soon. BTW shoot out to aimtwoplease for being a wonderful replacement editor and all around great guy. Also I thank Honeybree for editing my new series story A Lesson In Love. Actually you know I need to thank several beta readers and editors that have stepped up in my time of need. So here's a complete list... I don't know about other writers but you are making my experience and journey a pleasure:
gentlemanwithhandcuffs
Bruce Wayne
tanglegirl
kalamazoo707 - For the medical overview in Danielle and David
tanyastoes
XiaraBellafeast
I think that's everyone? If I missed someone, please know that I am grateful.
Well that is it for now. Happy Holidays. Chat again real soon. I will post when I have uploaded Chapters 3 of I Never Meant to Fall In Love and Danielle and David as well as when I have uploaded the new series A Lesson In Love.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Update For I Never Meant To Fall In Love CH3
Hi all,
I just wanted to let you know I have finished chapter 3 of I Never Meant To Fall In Love. All characters have been introduced and the story is moving right along. I was just told by my editor that they will not have time to editor before the end of the month; so I am currently looking for another editor. Once they have agreed to edit, I am hoping to have it up shortly there after.
Just wanted you to know what was going on with the stories. Again thanks so much for reading and staying connected.
Please remember to read, comment, and rate the stories on Literotica. I do read all the comments.
Thanks again for your support.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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I just wanted to let you know I have finished chapter 3 of I Never Meant To Fall In Love. All characters have been introduced and the story is moving right along. I was just told by my editor that they will not have time to editor before the end of the month; so I am currently looking for another editor. Once they have agreed to edit, I am hoping to have it up shortly there after.
Just wanted you to know what was going on with the stories. Again thanks so much for reading and staying connected.
Please remember to read, comment, and rate the stories on Literotica. I do read all the comments.
Thanks again for your support.
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Adventurers of my Dreams: In My dreams
Okay every one, I have told you on Twitter and Facebook that I was busy writing three new e-books that are going to come out soon. Well the first is "Santa's Baby", which you can read a portion of it here on this blog. The second is the one I am adding a excerpt to here on this blog. the third one is "The Man Without A Face" is that will be up shortly.Let me know what you think. Thanks!
Adventurers of my Dreams: In my dreams (c) 2012
His smile felt so delicious and so did his fingers on her thighs. He spread them, tugging her panties to the side, not even bothering to strip them off. He lifted one of her long legs up, wrapping it around his waist, while he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. The knot on her halter unraveled with the precision of a man practiced at stripping a girl in a hurry, and when the fabric fluttered to her navel he lowered his head to suck one of her aching breasts into his mouth. Her fingers curled in his hair and pressed him closer to her sensitive flesh. She titled her head back, slapped a hand back against the divider and groaned for more, for him to fill her before she lost her mind.
Adam understood her silent demand. He'd freed his cock as he nibbled and sucked on her perfect breasts. By the time he stood up and licked his lips he was already teasing her pulsing slit with the tip of his cock.
"Tell me you want it, little girl," he ordered as he hiked her leg up even higher.
She was soaking wet, so hot and ready that she thought she might cry. "I want it, Adam. Please."
"Want what?"
"Your cock," she growled and pulled his face to hers so that she could kiss him thoroughly. Her lips were still pressed against his when she gasped, "Give me that big, hard cock, Adam. I need it..."
He licked her upper lip, smiling his pleasure at her words. He lifted both of her legs up and made her wrap them around his waist. She nodded feverishly, the hunger building in her so fast she thought she was overheating with it.
"You've been saving it just for me, Linda? That's why you need it so bad?"
Again she nodded. "This is all yours, lover," she whispered and rubbed her soaked pussy over him.
She was so tight, so wet and so inviting. A custom fit for all of the lust and energy he had within him. It couldn't be healthy to want someone this much, to be so turned on by a person. But here was proof of that with this girl, the one that allured him as much as she did.What was she doing to him.
Adventurers of my Dreams: In my dreams (c) 2012
His smile felt so delicious and so did his fingers on her thighs. He spread them, tugging her panties to the side, not even bothering to strip them off. He lifted one of her long legs up, wrapping it around his waist, while he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. The knot on her halter unraveled with the precision of a man practiced at stripping a girl in a hurry, and when the fabric fluttered to her navel he lowered his head to suck one of her aching breasts into his mouth. Her fingers curled in his hair and pressed him closer to her sensitive flesh. She titled her head back, slapped a hand back against the divider and groaned for more, for him to fill her before she lost her mind.
Adam understood her silent demand. He'd freed his cock as he nibbled and sucked on her perfect breasts. By the time he stood up and licked his lips he was already teasing her pulsing slit with the tip of his cock.
"Tell me you want it, little girl," he ordered as he hiked her leg up even higher.
She was soaking wet, so hot and ready that she thought she might cry. "I want it, Adam. Please."
"Want what?"
"Your cock," she growled and pulled his face to hers so that she could kiss him thoroughly. Her lips were still pressed against his when she gasped, "Give me that big, hard cock, Adam. I need it..."
He licked her upper lip, smiling his pleasure at her words. He lifted both of her legs up and made her wrap them around his waist. She nodded feverishly, the hunger building in her so fast she thought she was overheating with it.
"You've been saving it just for me, Linda? That's why you need it so bad?"
Again she nodded. "This is all yours, lover," she whispered and rubbed her soaked pussy over him.
She was so tight, so wet and so inviting. A custom fit for all of the lust and energy he had within him. It couldn't be healthy to want someone this much, to be so turned on by a person. But here was proof of that with this girl, the one that allured him as much as she did.What was she doing to him.
She wrapped him in her arms, in her body, and begged for more of him. Staring into her eyes, he had to wonder how he'd gotten so lucky. How had he gone even one day without this feeling?
"I missed this fucking pussy, little girl," he groaned against her mouth. Her breath fanned against his cheek and drove him insane. "You miss my cock, sweetheart?"
Happy Fantasies!!!
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"I missed this fucking pussy, little girl," he groaned against her mouth. Her breath fanned against his cheek and drove him insane. "You miss my cock, sweetheart?"
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
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Update For Danielle and David Chapter 3
Hi all,
First I really appreciate you coming to the blog and reading and sharing with your friends, that within it's self is so cool.
Many have sent me emails about the next chapters to Danielle and David.... So guess what it's coming. It is finished and with the editor as we speak. Hopefully to be uploaded to Literotica.com by the end of the week so let they publish it to the site. Are you excited? I know I am
Just wanted you to know it's coming....
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
First I really appreciate you coming to the blog and reading and sharing with your friends, that within it's self is so cool.
Many have sent me emails about the next chapters to Danielle and David.... So guess what it's coming. It is finished and with the editor as we speak. Hopefully to be uploaded to Literotica.com by the end of the week so let they publish it to the site. Are you excited? I know I am
Just wanted you to know it's coming....
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Sunday, December 16, 2012
I Woke Up A Married Woman
"Anna, wake up, honey..." A soft male voice sweetly urged
There was something almost soft but very firm, was sitting on my lips.
"Time to eat, baby girl..." The voice implored me melodiously.
I opened my eyes as I felt something being pushed into my mouth and I suckled the familiar form unconsciously. I flickered at the insipid body above me, a white man sat astride my face, pushing his large pale cock between my pink lips while he beamed down at me.
His hands were on my head, fingers in my hair, and he was stroking me like a chosen companion. I focused slowly, on his firm belly and then higher, his strong chest and then his face, his eyes those cerulean eyes watching me with care.
I flicker an eyelid as I wrapped my tongue around the cock invading my orifice, feeling the unexpectedly wanted phenomenon of precum moistening my palate, the motion of that swollen solid tissue generating saliva to ease its course.
"Good morning, sunshine" He said gleefully and I closed my eyes to savor the feeling and taste of him.
He was...I couldn't remember his name. Jamie? Bobby? Donny? I tried to remember, tried to think, I was still sleeping, mostly, and too tired to think. Had I been drinking last night? Why couldn’t I remember who this, delicious man that was penetrating my mouth in such a loving way, was.
"Yeah, Anna suck my cock, baby..." He was chuckling, working his hips a little now, sliding his prick slowly back and forth.
"Mmm.." I didn't have much choice, or maybe I did, but I couldn't feel it.
I could barely move. My whole body felt sore and tired, weary all over, in my muscles and bones; even my blood seemed thick and lazy. I had to search for my arms, for my hands, cataloguing my body parts until I found them and I could lift them slowly to touch the man above me. I put my hands on his waist, around to the small of his back and then down to feel his smooth round ass, firm and muscular.
If this was a dream I almost didn't want to wake up.
If it wasn't a dream...Oh shit! I opened my eyes again and I had to swallow because my mouth was wet now, my tongue pressed flat, wriggling beneath that turgid cock as it sank to the very back of my mouth, bringing a weak gagging sensation and the man would withdraw, letting me recover and catch my breath before trying again. I knew what he wanted, my throat was still sore from...From the night before? I'd sucked him, deep throated him, hadn't I? Donny or Joseph? Jamie...The names were there, but not the faces and that was weird because I knew them all so well. I'd sucked them all and...Fucked...Oh God.
My pussy hurt. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure, really, and it was difficult to figure it all out, between the pounding in my head and the cock trying to force its way into my throat, and the sight of those deep blue eyes gazing down at my ebony face impaled upon that ivory cock. I was breathing through my nose and swallowing thickly, and gripping the man's ass under my fingers, feeling his cheeks flex as his cockhead suddenly found the too small opening and pushed all the way inside. My delicate throat forced to stretch almost painfully to accommodate that thick shaft and bulbous glans. My view filled with sweaty pale skin as he pulled me close against his stomach. Wiry pubic hair pressed to my narrow up-turned nose and his balls, wrapped in their velvet soft sack, fell over my chin.
"Fuck...That's good, Anna..." He breathed, holding his cock there until I rebelled against it, desperate for air and he pulled back completely.
His cock hung above my face, wet and shiny and dripping over my full lips, parted as I drank cool air into my burning lungs. Saliva and precum pooled and ran over my cheeks and nose, some fell into my right eye and I blinked at it, seeing the clinging strands connecting my once beautiful face to the cock that seemed to dominate me completely.
I knew I wasn't beautiful right then. Not the way I was feeling and the pain in my pussy and not just there, but my ass too? Oh yeah, my ass had been fucked sometime during the night...I closed my eyes to that. I'd been a virgin until yesterday? Or was it longer? I couldn't remember if this was the first morning I'd woke up this way. Not for any real reason, just the sense of déjà vu that haunted me then, but I pushed it out of my head. This was the first time, I was sure, this was new. I'd never woken up this way before, but I'd sucked a cock just like this, on my back and loving it with my mouth while someone else took my virginity. In my pussy first and I remembered that pain, or rather I remembered wanting to remember it, which seems odd, but true. And later in my ass, which was a pain I wanted to forget, but never would.
The man was rubbing his cock over my face, I could feel it. He held my thick black hair in his strong hands, a pleasant torture as my scalp protested that rough treatment, but he wasn't cruel, merely insistent. He worked my head around his cock, sliding it over my face, fucking my skin while he moaned his pleasure. Was this the cock that had ruined my pussy and split my tender ass? I couldn't tell, I didn't remember, but someone had. The pain was an all encompassing ache, a deep rooted cramp between my thighs and I felt a burning down there, a fire that shouldn't have been.
As if reading my mind the man reached behind him, twisting his body slightly and I felt his hand cupping my sex. That pressure felt good, making me aware of the yearning to be touched there. I was still drunk perhaps, but no, that's an excuse I can't make. I was slow and stupid, but not drunk. Horny as well, with a lust that crawled over my damp skin, flushed with obscene excitement at being roused this way. I spread my legs with a soft groan, widening my dark thighs to accommodate the fingers suddenly digging at my aching cunt.
He was chuckling and teasing me with his voice, the deep timbre soothing somehow, comforting even as I struggled to understand his words and their meaning.
"You sexy black bitch...You like that, huh?" His cock was over my lips, against my pouting mouth and I used my tongue to tickle the head. "Breakfast in bed, Anna, just like I promised."
I lifted my ass off the mattress, noticing for the first time how the sheets were wet and sticky beneath me. My stomach muscles protested as I tightened them, bringing my sex to further contact with those marvelous fingers. He was massaging my, working the greasy folds of my pussy open, spreading my swollen labia and thumbing my clit so that she buzzed with an undeniable urgency. I was fucking his hand, jerking to find penetration. My cunt demanded it, needed to be filled with something long and hard. I'd been a virgin once and not so long ago, but no longer and my womb had gotten a taste of pleasure and I was hungry for more.
"Open your eyes, let me see those gorgeous brown eyes of yours, Anna..." The voice whispered and I did as he asked, looking up at him, seeing this white man above me.
He moved his hips slightly, dragging his lightly furred sack to my mouth. My vision was obscured by the penis sliding over my eyes, the head leaving a wet trail across my forehead and into my hair. I had little choice but to take his balls into my mouth, smelling him now, sweat and acrid urine perhaps, the musk of his desire rising from his pores. His smell was added to the stench of the bed, of my own body, and my head swam beneath the weight of it. The air was heavy and tropical with our passion and I breathed deep through my nose as I suckled greedily upon the lenient skin covering those resilient orbs.
"Oh Anna...That's it, get the family jewels all warmed up, baby...You're so beautiful with my balls in your mouth, you know that?"
He moved slightly, so that I turned my head with a muffled moan, keeping his balls safely inside my wet sucking mouth. I washed his sack thoroughly with my tongue, rolling those full round testicles around carefully, nibbling lightly at them with my lips, and a moment later there was a flash of lightning and then another.
"There we go, more pictures for the album..." He laughed. "...We don't want to forget our honeymoon, do we Anna?"
"Ummph?" I blinked and twisted my head slightly, letting his balls pull from my mouth with a moist plopping sound.
"You're ready now?" He nodded and I licked my lips, trying to compose my own thoughts. I was coming around now and my head suddenly filled with questions.
I had little time to voice my thoughts, even if I'd been able, for the man was moving now to position himself between my legs. He took me behind my knees, bending my long black legs over his broad shoulders and I felt my heart lurch at the sight of him, a white man between my legs, straddling me, putting my knees over his shoulders as he looked down upon me. He was blonde and blue and ruggedly handsome and this new vision sparked my memory finally, awoke me from whatever sleep still possessed my languid mind.
"Donny?" I breathed. "Donny...What are we doing?"
"What does it look like?" Donny teased me as if I were a child.
He smiled at me and pushed his body forward, rolling my ass off the bed as my knees came forward, over my heaving breasts and long hard nipples. My heart was pounding in my chest, fighting to contain the excitement coursing through my veins. Donny was above me now, my friend, one of my best friends from college. We'd never done this, never even kissed. He was my friend, not my lover, he was someone I studied with and talked to, whose friendship I'd enjoyed and desperately wanted to keep. He was important to me, but not my lover. He couldn't be. He was white and I was black, it would never work. My parents would kill me, my other friends, my black friends, what would they think? What was I doing here?
I stared into his eyes as my arms went instinctively around his neck. I wasn't aware of what I was doing and my feelings were confused and conflicted. I wanted this so badly. I'd always wanted this, ever since my sexual awakening as a young teenage girl. I wanted to have a white man making love to me, but I couldn't. I shook my head, trying to tell Donny no, that there were so many reasons not to do this. It would spoil everything, didn't he know that? I was engaged to a man, a black man that my parents approved of.
"Tim." I whispered and if Donny heard me he gave no sign of it.
I could feel his cockhead pressing against me, prodding and poking as it searched for the entrance to my womb. I was spread wide and vulnerable, helpless even as the man pinned me to the bed like a wounded butterfly, a black moth drawn too near the flame. I'd wanted this and now I had it, but the world was ending. This couldn't be, it was wrong, we were on...Vacation. I actually smiled then as more memories spilled from the jumbled mess that was my brain.
"Oh!" I gasped, arching my back and wincing as Donny's cock found my slit and the moist hole within. His cock surged into me, splitting the walls of my cunt and I felt no pain, my reaction was one of unexpected pleasure. We'd done this before, I realized, many times perhaps during the night, and bits and fragments wheeled though my feverish mind like visions through a kaleidoscope. He kissed me, leaning down somewhat awkward to find my mouth and I responded, helpless to do anything else as my body spasmed with a pleasure recalled eagerly by my heart.
Oh yes, I thought, we'd made love before and it had hurt and I did remember that sharp pain when Donny had taken my virgin asshole for his own. But someone else had taken my virginity forever. I never wanted to forget it, and I recalled telling myself those very words, even as the pain had lanced into my very soul. I'd been happy and drunk and high on desire. The pain had been welcome, a reward for all those years of secret want and denial. I hadn't been out of control, not then. Whatever had come previously, whatever had followed immediately upon that glorious act of rebellion, the moment itself was pure. I believed that with all my heart and now there was only the dull ache, the remembrance of the moment, and even that was being washed away as Donny moved inside me.
I had his tongue in my mouth and I moaned against it, moving my own against it with a frenzy of desire. I sucked Donny's tongue as his cock stretched my trembling sex around him. My pussy protested as a charade, a grand lie and I was clasped around him tightly. My cunt needed that cock, I was drawing him deeper and fighting to hold him there. The agony of his slow withdrawal made me shiver and I bit Donny's lower lip, punishing him so that he thrust into me again, harder this time.
He was fucking me good, driving that hard white prick into my tight black sex over and over. Our kiss was broken as we panted for air. I was clutching at his shoulders with my fingers, scratching him in my urgency to draw the man deeper. I wanted his cock in my womb, his seed in my belly. I was begging for it breathlessly, staring into his eyes, pleading with my friend and lover to drive his manhood deeper.
The pain was gone completely, adrenalin and sweet endorphins spilled into my blood, giving my feverish mind surcease from the hammer in my head. My hangover was dissolving, replaced by something even more confusing. All of my senses were overwhelmed by the moment. I tasted Donny's mouth lingering on my tongue. I smelled our union, pungent and strong, my juices spilling around his cock, running down my skin to pool beneath me on sheets already soaked with sweat and cum and virginal blood. My skin burned everywhere his body touched mine. My ears were filled with the sound of my heart and lungs, fighting to keep me alive beneath the weight of building ecstasy. Even my eyes seemed to see too much, drinking in the form of the man who was taking me. Donny's glistening skin, flushed pink now from his exertions, his shoulders rippling with every movement. His eyes, beautiful and blue like a summer sky extending forever into the future.
I was cumming. I was having orgasms one after another and I shook with the violence of their passage. My cunt spasmed around him, grasping Donny's cock like fiery fist. He was groaning, mouthing soft words of praise and love, worshipping my body even as he plundered it. I was sobbing beneath him, shaking my head from side to side, crying out with the unexpected euphoria that stole any coherence from my lips. I was lost, senseless and floating and desperately in love. My heart was too full of it, the emotions would not be contained and it poured out of me. From my eyes and lungs and cunt.
Donny was cumming as well, somewhere in the middle of all that, he was telling me, whispering in my ear as he dropped his body low so that my legs fell from his shoulders. I wrapped myself around him at that moment, closing my legs around his waist and drawing him tightly against me. I cradled his head to mine, seeking his mouth once more as Donny's cock erupted in the depths of my strident womb. His seed was hot and distinct and I was alive to the sensation of his sperm spilling against the pillow of my cervix. He was there, bending my sex around him and I was enveloped in a great sense of joy, a blanket of fulfillment covering me completely. It was what I'd wanted so badly, to be filled with the potent sperm of a man I could love and all my questions were forgotten then, pointless and without substance.
"Anna...Jesus..." Donny breathed, his body atop mine fully, so that his weight seemed like a pleasant suffocation.
"Donny..." I smiled weakly and laughed beneath my breath. "...Oh my God..."
"That was great...Oh fuck..." His cock was still in me still hard and leaking sperm.
"What did we do..." I felt my senses coming back and with them memories and I closed my eyes. "...Donny...What did I do yesterday?
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There was something almost soft but very firm, was sitting on my lips.
"Time to eat, baby girl..." The voice implored me melodiously.
I opened my eyes as I felt something being pushed into my mouth and I suckled the familiar form unconsciously. I flickered at the insipid body above me, a white man sat astride my face, pushing his large pale cock between my pink lips while he beamed down at me.
His hands were on my head, fingers in my hair, and he was stroking me like a chosen companion. I focused slowly, on his firm belly and then higher, his strong chest and then his face, his eyes those cerulean eyes watching me with care.
I flicker an eyelid as I wrapped my tongue around the cock invading my orifice, feeling the unexpectedly wanted phenomenon of precum moistening my palate, the motion of that swollen solid tissue generating saliva to ease its course.
"Good morning, sunshine" He said gleefully and I closed my eyes to savor the feeling and taste of him.
He was...I couldn't remember his name. Jamie? Bobby? Donny? I tried to remember, tried to think, I was still sleeping, mostly, and too tired to think. Had I been drinking last night? Why couldn’t I remember who this, delicious man that was penetrating my mouth in such a loving way, was.
"Yeah, Anna suck my cock, baby..." He was chuckling, working his hips a little now, sliding his prick slowly back and forth.
"Mmm.." I didn't have much choice, or maybe I did, but I couldn't feel it.
I could barely move. My whole body felt sore and tired, weary all over, in my muscles and bones; even my blood seemed thick and lazy. I had to search for my arms, for my hands, cataloguing my body parts until I found them and I could lift them slowly to touch the man above me. I put my hands on his waist, around to the small of his back and then down to feel his smooth round ass, firm and muscular.
If this was a dream I almost didn't want to wake up.
If it wasn't a dream...Oh shit! I opened my eyes again and I had to swallow because my mouth was wet now, my tongue pressed flat, wriggling beneath that turgid cock as it sank to the very back of my mouth, bringing a weak gagging sensation and the man would withdraw, letting me recover and catch my breath before trying again. I knew what he wanted, my throat was still sore from...From the night before? I'd sucked him, deep throated him, hadn't I? Donny or Joseph? Jamie...The names were there, but not the faces and that was weird because I knew them all so well. I'd sucked them all and...Fucked...Oh God.
My pussy hurt. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure, really, and it was difficult to figure it all out, between the pounding in my head and the cock trying to force its way into my throat, and the sight of those deep blue eyes gazing down at my ebony face impaled upon that ivory cock. I was breathing through my nose and swallowing thickly, and gripping the man's ass under my fingers, feeling his cheeks flex as his cockhead suddenly found the too small opening and pushed all the way inside. My delicate throat forced to stretch almost painfully to accommodate that thick shaft and bulbous glans. My view filled with sweaty pale skin as he pulled me close against his stomach. Wiry pubic hair pressed to my narrow up-turned nose and his balls, wrapped in their velvet soft sack, fell over my chin.
"Fuck...That's good, Anna..." He breathed, holding his cock there until I rebelled against it, desperate for air and he pulled back completely.
His cock hung above my face, wet and shiny and dripping over my full lips, parted as I drank cool air into my burning lungs. Saliva and precum pooled and ran over my cheeks and nose, some fell into my right eye and I blinked at it, seeing the clinging strands connecting my once beautiful face to the cock that seemed to dominate me completely.
I knew I wasn't beautiful right then. Not the way I was feeling and the pain in my pussy and not just there, but my ass too? Oh yeah, my ass had been fucked sometime during the night...I closed my eyes to that. I'd been a virgin until yesterday? Or was it longer? I couldn't remember if this was the first morning I'd woke up this way. Not for any real reason, just the sense of déjà vu that haunted me then, but I pushed it out of my head. This was the first time, I was sure, this was new. I'd never woken up this way before, but I'd sucked a cock just like this, on my back and loving it with my mouth while someone else took my virginity. In my pussy first and I remembered that pain, or rather I remembered wanting to remember it, which seems odd, but true. And later in my ass, which was a pain I wanted to forget, but never would.
The man was rubbing his cock over my face, I could feel it. He held my thick black hair in his strong hands, a pleasant torture as my scalp protested that rough treatment, but he wasn't cruel, merely insistent. He worked my head around his cock, sliding it over my face, fucking my skin while he moaned his pleasure. Was this the cock that had ruined my pussy and split my tender ass? I couldn't tell, I didn't remember, but someone had. The pain was an all encompassing ache, a deep rooted cramp between my thighs and I felt a burning down there, a fire that shouldn't have been.
As if reading my mind the man reached behind him, twisting his body slightly and I felt his hand cupping my sex. That pressure felt good, making me aware of the yearning to be touched there. I was still drunk perhaps, but no, that's an excuse I can't make. I was slow and stupid, but not drunk. Horny as well, with a lust that crawled over my damp skin, flushed with obscene excitement at being roused this way. I spread my legs with a soft groan, widening my dark thighs to accommodate the fingers suddenly digging at my aching cunt.
He was chuckling and teasing me with his voice, the deep timbre soothing somehow, comforting even as I struggled to understand his words and their meaning.
"You sexy black bitch...You like that, huh?" His cock was over my lips, against my pouting mouth and I used my tongue to tickle the head. "Breakfast in bed, Anna, just like I promised."
I lifted my ass off the mattress, noticing for the first time how the sheets were wet and sticky beneath me. My stomach muscles protested as I tightened them, bringing my sex to further contact with those marvelous fingers. He was massaging my, working the greasy folds of my pussy open, spreading my swollen labia and thumbing my clit so that she buzzed with an undeniable urgency. I was fucking his hand, jerking to find penetration. My cunt demanded it, needed to be filled with something long and hard. I'd been a virgin once and not so long ago, but no longer and my womb had gotten a taste of pleasure and I was hungry for more.
"Open your eyes, let me see those gorgeous brown eyes of yours, Anna..." The voice whispered and I did as he asked, looking up at him, seeing this white man above me.
He moved his hips slightly, dragging his lightly furred sack to my mouth. My vision was obscured by the penis sliding over my eyes, the head leaving a wet trail across my forehead and into my hair. I had little choice but to take his balls into my mouth, smelling him now, sweat and acrid urine perhaps, the musk of his desire rising from his pores. His smell was added to the stench of the bed, of my own body, and my head swam beneath the weight of it. The air was heavy and tropical with our passion and I breathed deep through my nose as I suckled greedily upon the lenient skin covering those resilient orbs.
"Oh Anna...That's it, get the family jewels all warmed up, baby...You're so beautiful with my balls in your mouth, you know that?"
He moved slightly, so that I turned my head with a muffled moan, keeping his balls safely inside my wet sucking mouth. I washed his sack thoroughly with my tongue, rolling those full round testicles around carefully, nibbling lightly at them with my lips, and a moment later there was a flash of lightning and then another.
"There we go, more pictures for the album..." He laughed. "...We don't want to forget our honeymoon, do we Anna?"
"Ummph?" I blinked and twisted my head slightly, letting his balls pull from my mouth with a moist plopping sound.
"You're ready now?" He nodded and I licked my lips, trying to compose my own thoughts. I was coming around now and my head suddenly filled with questions.
I had little time to voice my thoughts, even if I'd been able, for the man was moving now to position himself between my legs. He took me behind my knees, bending my long black legs over his broad shoulders and I felt my heart lurch at the sight of him, a white man between my legs, straddling me, putting my knees over his shoulders as he looked down upon me. He was blonde and blue and ruggedly handsome and this new vision sparked my memory finally, awoke me from whatever sleep still possessed my languid mind.
"Donny?" I breathed. "Donny...What are we doing?"
"What does it look like?" Donny teased me as if I were a child.
He smiled at me and pushed his body forward, rolling my ass off the bed as my knees came forward, over my heaving breasts and long hard nipples. My heart was pounding in my chest, fighting to contain the excitement coursing through my veins. Donny was above me now, my friend, one of my best friends from college. We'd never done this, never even kissed. He was my friend, not my lover, he was someone I studied with and talked to, whose friendship I'd enjoyed and desperately wanted to keep. He was important to me, but not my lover. He couldn't be. He was white and I was black, it would never work. My parents would kill me, my other friends, my black friends, what would they think? What was I doing here?
I stared into his eyes as my arms went instinctively around his neck. I wasn't aware of what I was doing and my feelings were confused and conflicted. I wanted this so badly. I'd always wanted this, ever since my sexual awakening as a young teenage girl. I wanted to have a white man making love to me, but I couldn't. I shook my head, trying to tell Donny no, that there were so many reasons not to do this. It would spoil everything, didn't he know that? I was engaged to a man, a black man that my parents approved of.
"Tim." I whispered and if Donny heard me he gave no sign of it.
I could feel his cockhead pressing against me, prodding and poking as it searched for the entrance to my womb. I was spread wide and vulnerable, helpless even as the man pinned me to the bed like a wounded butterfly, a black moth drawn too near the flame. I'd wanted this and now I had it, but the world was ending. This couldn't be, it was wrong, we were on...Vacation. I actually smiled then as more memories spilled from the jumbled mess that was my brain.
"Oh!" I gasped, arching my back and wincing as Donny's cock found my slit and the moist hole within. His cock surged into me, splitting the walls of my cunt and I felt no pain, my reaction was one of unexpected pleasure. We'd done this before, I realized, many times perhaps during the night, and bits and fragments wheeled though my feverish mind like visions through a kaleidoscope. He kissed me, leaning down somewhat awkward to find my mouth and I responded, helpless to do anything else as my body spasmed with a pleasure recalled eagerly by my heart.
Oh yes, I thought, we'd made love before and it had hurt and I did remember that sharp pain when Donny had taken my virgin asshole for his own. But someone else had taken my virginity forever. I never wanted to forget it, and I recalled telling myself those very words, even as the pain had lanced into my very soul. I'd been happy and drunk and high on desire. The pain had been welcome, a reward for all those years of secret want and denial. I hadn't been out of control, not then. Whatever had come previously, whatever had followed immediately upon that glorious act of rebellion, the moment itself was pure. I believed that with all my heart and now there was only the dull ache, the remembrance of the moment, and even that was being washed away as Donny moved inside me.
I had his tongue in my mouth and I moaned against it, moving my own against it with a frenzy of desire. I sucked Donny's tongue as his cock stretched my trembling sex around him. My pussy protested as a charade, a grand lie and I was clasped around him tightly. My cunt needed that cock, I was drawing him deeper and fighting to hold him there. The agony of his slow withdrawal made me shiver and I bit Donny's lower lip, punishing him so that he thrust into me again, harder this time.
He was fucking me good, driving that hard white prick into my tight black sex over and over. Our kiss was broken as we panted for air. I was clutching at his shoulders with my fingers, scratching him in my urgency to draw the man deeper. I wanted his cock in my womb, his seed in my belly. I was begging for it breathlessly, staring into his eyes, pleading with my friend and lover to drive his manhood deeper.
The pain was gone completely, adrenalin and sweet endorphins spilled into my blood, giving my feverish mind surcease from the hammer in my head. My hangover was dissolving, replaced by something even more confusing. All of my senses were overwhelmed by the moment. I tasted Donny's mouth lingering on my tongue. I smelled our union, pungent and strong, my juices spilling around his cock, running down my skin to pool beneath me on sheets already soaked with sweat and cum and virginal blood. My skin burned everywhere his body touched mine. My ears were filled with the sound of my heart and lungs, fighting to keep me alive beneath the weight of building ecstasy. Even my eyes seemed to see too much, drinking in the form of the man who was taking me. Donny's glistening skin, flushed pink now from his exertions, his shoulders rippling with every movement. His eyes, beautiful and blue like a summer sky extending forever into the future.
I was cumming. I was having orgasms one after another and I shook with the violence of their passage. My cunt spasmed around him, grasping Donny's cock like fiery fist. He was groaning, mouthing soft words of praise and love, worshipping my body even as he plundered it. I was sobbing beneath him, shaking my head from side to side, crying out with the unexpected euphoria that stole any coherence from my lips. I was lost, senseless and floating and desperately in love. My heart was too full of it, the emotions would not be contained and it poured out of me. From my eyes and lungs and cunt.
Donny was cumming as well, somewhere in the middle of all that, he was telling me, whispering in my ear as he dropped his body low so that my legs fell from his shoulders. I wrapped myself around him at that moment, closing my legs around his waist and drawing him tightly against me. I cradled his head to mine, seeking his mouth once more as Donny's cock erupted in the depths of my strident womb. His seed was hot and distinct and I was alive to the sensation of his sperm spilling against the pillow of my cervix. He was there, bending my sex around him and I was enveloped in a great sense of joy, a blanket of fulfillment covering me completely. It was what I'd wanted so badly, to be filled with the potent sperm of a man I could love and all my questions were forgotten then, pointless and without substance.
"Anna...Jesus..." Donny breathed, his body atop mine fully, so that his weight seemed like a pleasant suffocation.
"Donny..." I smiled weakly and laughed beneath my breath. "...Oh my God..."
"That was great...Oh fuck..." His cock was still in me still hard and leaking sperm.
"What did we do..." I felt my senses coming back and with them memories and I closed my eyes. "...Donny...What did I do yesterday?
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Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
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Saturday, December 15, 2012
It Was Delicious
"Wanna, help with the dishes?"
There was just something about her question and her voice. Tony's cock pressed against his zipper even more. He cleared his throat and hoped she could not see his erection.
"Sure." He said as he got off the couch, they walked into the kitchen. She handed him a dishcloth and said, "You dry; I will wash." He nodded his agreement while taking the cloth from her.
While they stood at the sink Cassie looked at Tony and asked, "Tony, have you ever dated a black woman?"
"Umm, n-no. I have seen a few I would like to date but never had the courage to approach them." He admitted.
"I see." She said slowly removing her hand.
He caught her hand before it was totally gone from his arm. "And you, have you ever dated a white man?" Tony stared into her eyes.
Looking away she blushed. "No" turning back to look at him, "They seem to like a thinner woman than me."
Tony moved in closing the gap a bit between them. "Cassie you are a very attractive woman." He reached up to touch her face running the back of his hand down her silky cheek.
"Thanks, but most men seem to think that I am a waste of time and effort." She grimaced at how honest she was being about her feelings.
"Cassie, look at me. Any man would be ecstatic to have a woman like you on his arm. You are intelligent, funny, a great interior designer, a fashion guru and ..." he cleared his throat.
"And..." she pressed.
"Hell, you are sexy." He admitted looking away from her penetrating gaze.
"Tony, you think I'm sexy?"
"Yes, to be honest with you Cassie, I have wanted to talk to you like we did tonight for months."
"Well, why didn't you."
"I'm not sure, intimated not wanting to come off like a jerk or some guy who wanted you for one night and then I would move on." Then what if you didn't like me like that, I mean I never saw a guy come here but that did not mean you were not attached."
"Cassie giggled. "Tony, man I am truly flattered."
"Are you now? So what are we going to do about our little moment of truth?"
"Hmm, I know what I'd like to do about it." She offered
"I'm listening." He said with a sexy smirk on his face.
"Kiss me" she whispered huskily.
Tony leaned in and pressed his lips to Cassie's ever so tenderly. He felt her press a bit hard and her lips parted slightly. He allowed his tongue to explore her full lips and tasted her for the first time. She let her mouth part more and he slipped his tongue between her lips and caressed her tongue. They began to softly press their lips together and tease her other with just a hint of tongue until Cassie lifted her arms up around his neck and pulled him in closer. Tony was eager to please and let his body mold to hers.
He pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "You taste better than I expected."
She smiled and began kissing him again.
"Tony, I want you to fuck me" she said barely moving her lips from his.
Tony felt his cock harden. Cassie looked deep in the eyes.
"Are you sure?" Apparently, she was because without answering she began to lift her t-shirt over her head. His eyes grew wide as she slowly exposed more and more of her coffee skin.
"Mmm, dam-yam." he said as she unhooked her bra and let each strap fall over her shoulders until the bra hit the floor. He then reached over to caress her right breast and moving closer to her he took her nipple into his mouth. She leaned her head back arching her back so he could have full access. He took her in his arms and began to suck even hard gently pulling on her nipple and tugging at it with his teeth. She was in ecstasy. He released her nipple and started on the other one. She moaned holding his head and running her fingers through his curly hair.
Tony could not wait to touch her sex so he slide his hand over her yoga pants and when he reached her mound rubbed her pussy through her pants.
"You're so wet," he told her as he released her nipple and moved both hands to waist and tugged on the waistband to her pants. She assisted him by raising her hips. Once they were past her mound, he allowed his fingers to explore her. Teasing her slit and finally sliding his finger into her honeypot. She gasped and began to moan as he slid another finger in as well, while he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He finger fucked her when she spread her legs more so he could get a better angle in her cunt. Her feet began to dangle above the floor as he leaned her back a little going deeper and deeper with his fingers. Finally, he pulled them out slowly and said "let's go to your room before we hurt ourselves trying to so this standing up." She simply nodded. Taking his hand and leading him to her room.
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Friday, December 7, 2012
Santa's Baby
Tell me what you think. Here's an excerpt:
"Night, Kendra," he said. The sound pulled her out of her thoughts like cold water. When she looked up, he was standing at the edge of the hallway. His eyes were gentle and his smile was kind. Pity had never looked so sweet.
"Night, Nicholas," she answered softly.
She turned over onto her side and huffed once more. That was it. She wasn't going to think about it anymore. In the grand scheme of life none of it mattered anyway. This was just one week out of the year that she was going to have to face him. She just had to get through a few more days and then she could head back home and put this embarrassing day behind her. It took a while for these new devil-may-care thoughts to stick, but soon they did. That or a day full of nervous tension had finally taken its toll on her body. Eventually she did fall asleep to the sounds of people stirring in the apartment, muffled talking through closed doors, and the sound of the TV whirring quietly in front of her.
That's when she had the dream.
She was lying on the couch and Nicholas was walking through the door, looking at her. But instead of him saying goodnight and leaving he knelt beside her, tilting her face up to his. His lips were soft on hers, just like they were in all her fantasies. She moaned and whispered his name, feeling herself give into the kiss. There was no need to be embarrassed now, not when he was kissing her cheek, down the length of her neck, over the thin fabric of her tank top where it covered her breasts. He kissed down the length of her stomach, moving aside the sheet so that her legs could be revealed in her pajama shorts. Strong hands spread her legs and lifted one so that it was draped over his broad shoulder. His eyes were on hers as he kissed her thigh softly, moving up to the indent between her inner thigh and the outer lip of her pussy. He pulled aside the fabric of her shorts, never taking his eyes off of her as he lowered his lips to her waiting slit.
Kendra gasped, eyes snapping open from the dream. Her breathing was ragged and she felt her body shifting, moving to a rhythm that would push her towards orgasm. But she knew all at once that it wasn't because of her fingers and it wasn't because of that ridiculously powerful dream.
She looked down in shock and lust at where Nicholas's head was nestled between her thighs. His eyes were on hers, laughing in the flickering gray light of the TV as he slurped her throbbing pussy with his mouth. No words. No smiles except for the one in his eyes. He didn't let up, or pull away. He just roughly pulled her shorts farther open so that he could have more access to the wet heat between her thighs, and picked up the speed of his tongue. The subtle sounds of him suckling her tender flesh, the sight of his eyes on hers, and the feeling of his rough tongue penetrating her made her arch her back and widen her shaking legs.
This couldn't be happening. This had to be another part of the dream. She was almost convinced that she had been wrong about waking up. But then he sucked hard on her clit, flicking it with his tongue so fast it could have been powered by batteries, and her hands twisted into the couch, gripping it as her hips rocked against his merciless mouth. This was real. He was real. And soon she was really going to come. How long had he been there, when had he walked in and knelt between her legs to taste her? How many of those soft, gentle kisses in her dream had been real? And why did she care? Did any of that even matter when he was swirling his tongue inside her throbbing pussy? No, it didn't, especially not when she was so close to coming she thought was going to scream.
She whimpered and bit down on the flesh of her palm, trying not to cry out as her body shivered. Her juices were running out of her, hot and sticky and being devoured by his waiting mouth. In the last moments before she came, he lifted her hips slightly off the couch, sitting up so that she had no choice but to stare up at him as he gripped her thighs and licked long and hard at the juncture between them. He never took his eyes off of her face, as if he were recording the sight of her coming. As if he hadn't already seen that once before.
Her voice cracked loudly in the quiet apartment as she came, causing her to bite down on her lip and arch her back so that her pussy lay snuggly against his face. He growled into her pouting folds, making her shiver and whimper as he licked away all of the sweet evidence of what his lips and tongue could do to her. The light from the TV caught his eyes at the exact moment he released her shaking thighs, giving them an eerie and sexy glow that made her pussy thump with the aftershocks. Her juices glistened on his lips and chin and he wiped them off with his thumb before licking it thoroughly. He leaned over her, his eyes capturing hers and making her gasp.
He paused just inches away from her face and whispered, "I needed to see for myself."
Her breath was a shudder, her words a quivering whisper. "I...what ...?"
"I needed to see if you taste as good as I thought you did."
Every cell of her body stood at attention when he lowered his hips over her widespread ones and ground his cock into her thrumming pussy.
"You taste better, sweetheart. So much better..."
His lips spread into a smile, but his eyes looked like melted chocolate when they bore into hers.
"But you already know that, don't you?" he asked, rubbing his nose against hers, teasing her by bringing up her earlier taste test, and by brushing his lips softly over hers before pulling away. "You want another taste."
She gasped, from the way he pressed himself hard and slow into her mound, and the way he said that last sentence as if it were a statement of fact. He wasn't asking her. He was telling her that she wanted to taste what he had done to her. If it meant she could feel his lips on hers then he was right. She couldn't find words, but when she lifted her face upwards and licked the entrance to his mouth with the tip of her tongue he took that for her answer.
Suddenly she was being pressed hard into the couch, the warmth of his bare chest seeping through the cotton of her tank top, her breasts tingling and straining against him. His tongue all but pillaged her mouth, leaving no corner unexplored. His kiss was hungry and forceful, so different from the tender caress she had envisioned. But that daydream didn't compare to the real thing, and soon she found herself wet and ready again. She heard him moan as she pushed her pelvis up hard into his, and brought her hands to his shoulders to clasp him more tightly to her. Her shorts were still slightly askew and part of her bare pussy was rubbing against the hard length of him hidden within his sweatpants. He grabbed one of her hands and shoved it roughly between their bodies, sitting up slightly so that he could watch her hand work over his cock.
Her heart beat in an erratic and heavy rhythm as she caught sight of the width and length outlined in gray cotton and fitted in her hand. She tugged his sweatpants down his hips and watched as that heavy rod of flesh sprang free, bobbing and then settling against his stomach. Her hand stroked lightly at first, twisting up and down the shaft while she watched his face. His breath was shallow, but it wasn't until he grasped her hand and clasped it tightly around hers so that she was squeezing his cock hard, that his breath stuttered out of him. Her hand became a clenched fist, jerking hard and sharp close to the head while his hips pumped into her hand. He had one arm draped over the back of the couch; the other was reaching down to cup a full breast, teasing the nipple that shone dark through the flimsy white material. She arched with a gasp into his touch, feeling his hand travel down her stomach until it was dipping into her shorts. She braced one foot on the floor so that her legs could spread wider to accommodate his roving fingers.
"God, I wanna fuck you so bad, Kendra," he said, a hushed groan escaping his full parted lips. "It's all I could think about all day. If you hadn't run away earlier, I would have by now."
He reached between her legs, stroking over her wet, silky lips with his fingertips.
"You gonna let me fuck you, sweetheart? Hm?"
She shivered as he slid a long calloused finger inside of her, swirling it around to test her desire. She was so wet and ready that before she could even nod she was squeezing the head of his cock harder and he was pulling her shorts down her hips. Reason started to trickle in then and it made her wonder if they shouldn't go into his bedroom. Maybe they should stop and talk this through. Weren't things going too fast?
And then it hit her like a ton of bricks.
This was Nicholas! He was kneeling over her, dying to touch her, telling her how much he was dying to fuck her. Her mind flashed back to that serious look that was on his face when he started to come around the side of the bed. It looked exactly like the expression on his face now as he leaned back and she brought her legs in front of her to help him lift her shorts all the way off. If she hadn't run, she might have already felt him inside of her and learned that he wasn't angry but turned on when he found her kneeling and coming on his bed. Still, just before he shoved his pants down his hips and leaned over her, she pinched her thigh, smiling when she felt the sharp prick of pressure that told her this really wasn't a dream.
He lowered himself over her, pausing before entering her to shove her tank top up above her breasts. The jiggled slightly at being so abruptly revealed, and he watched them for a moment, his lips curving into a smile before he leaned down and sucked one into his mouth. The suction of his mouth was harder than she would have expected, with his tongue and teeth jabbing and rolling against her swollen nipples. Her gasps were starting to turn into moans. They started off hushed, but when his hand shot up to cup her breast while his mouth moved on to the other one, the sounds of her pleasure started to intensify. She ran her fingers through his hair and pressed him harder into her aching flesh, her hips bucking against his and her voice calling out his name.
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"Night, Kendra," he said. The sound pulled her out of her thoughts like cold water. When she looked up, he was standing at the edge of the hallway. His eyes were gentle and his smile was kind. Pity had never looked so sweet.
"Night, Nicholas," she answered softly.
She turned over onto her side and huffed once more. That was it. She wasn't going to think about it anymore. In the grand scheme of life none of it mattered anyway. This was just one week out of the year that she was going to have to face him. She just had to get through a few more days and then she could head back home and put this embarrassing day behind her. It took a while for these new devil-may-care thoughts to stick, but soon they did. That or a day full of nervous tension had finally taken its toll on her body. Eventually she did fall asleep to the sounds of people stirring in the apartment, muffled talking through closed doors, and the sound of the TV whirring quietly in front of her.
That's when she had the dream.
She was lying on the couch and Nicholas was walking through the door, looking at her. But instead of him saying goodnight and leaving he knelt beside her, tilting her face up to his. His lips were soft on hers, just like they were in all her fantasies. She moaned and whispered his name, feeling herself give into the kiss. There was no need to be embarrassed now, not when he was kissing her cheek, down the length of her neck, over the thin fabric of her tank top where it covered her breasts. He kissed down the length of her stomach, moving aside the sheet so that her legs could be revealed in her pajama shorts. Strong hands spread her legs and lifted one so that it was draped over his broad shoulder. His eyes were on hers as he kissed her thigh softly, moving up to the indent between her inner thigh and the outer lip of her pussy. He pulled aside the fabric of her shorts, never taking his eyes off of her as he lowered his lips to her waiting slit.
Kendra gasped, eyes snapping open from the dream. Her breathing was ragged and she felt her body shifting, moving to a rhythm that would push her towards orgasm. But she knew all at once that it wasn't because of her fingers and it wasn't because of that ridiculously powerful dream.
She looked down in shock and lust at where Nicholas's head was nestled between her thighs. His eyes were on hers, laughing in the flickering gray light of the TV as he slurped her throbbing pussy with his mouth. No words. No smiles except for the one in his eyes. He didn't let up, or pull away. He just roughly pulled her shorts farther open so that he could have more access to the wet heat between her thighs, and picked up the speed of his tongue. The subtle sounds of him suckling her tender flesh, the sight of his eyes on hers, and the feeling of his rough tongue penetrating her made her arch her back and widen her shaking legs.
This couldn't be happening. This had to be another part of the dream. She was almost convinced that she had been wrong about waking up. But then he sucked hard on her clit, flicking it with his tongue so fast it could have been powered by batteries, and her hands twisted into the couch, gripping it as her hips rocked against his merciless mouth. This was real. He was real. And soon she was really going to come. How long had he been there, when had he walked in and knelt between her legs to taste her? How many of those soft, gentle kisses in her dream had been real? And why did she care? Did any of that even matter when he was swirling his tongue inside her throbbing pussy? No, it didn't, especially not when she was so close to coming she thought was going to scream.
She whimpered and bit down on the flesh of her palm, trying not to cry out as her body shivered. Her juices were running out of her, hot and sticky and being devoured by his waiting mouth. In the last moments before she came, he lifted her hips slightly off the couch, sitting up so that she had no choice but to stare up at him as he gripped her thighs and licked long and hard at the juncture between them. He never took his eyes off of her face, as if he were recording the sight of her coming. As if he hadn't already seen that once before.
Her voice cracked loudly in the quiet apartment as she came, causing her to bite down on her lip and arch her back so that her pussy lay snuggly against his face. He growled into her pouting folds, making her shiver and whimper as he licked away all of the sweet evidence of what his lips and tongue could do to her. The light from the TV caught his eyes at the exact moment he released her shaking thighs, giving them an eerie and sexy glow that made her pussy thump with the aftershocks. Her juices glistened on his lips and chin and he wiped them off with his thumb before licking it thoroughly. He leaned over her, his eyes capturing hers and making her gasp.
He paused just inches away from her face and whispered, "I needed to see for myself."
Her breath was a shudder, her words a quivering whisper. "I...what ...?"
"I needed to see if you taste as good as I thought you did."
Every cell of her body stood at attention when he lowered his hips over her widespread ones and ground his cock into her thrumming pussy.
"You taste better, sweetheart. So much better..."
His lips spread into a smile, but his eyes looked like melted chocolate when they bore into hers.
"But you already know that, don't you?" he asked, rubbing his nose against hers, teasing her by bringing up her earlier taste test, and by brushing his lips softly over hers before pulling away. "You want another taste."
She gasped, from the way he pressed himself hard and slow into her mound, and the way he said that last sentence as if it were a statement of fact. He wasn't asking her. He was telling her that she wanted to taste what he had done to her. If it meant she could feel his lips on hers then he was right. She couldn't find words, but when she lifted her face upwards and licked the entrance to his mouth with the tip of her tongue he took that for her answer.
Suddenly she was being pressed hard into the couch, the warmth of his bare chest seeping through the cotton of her tank top, her breasts tingling and straining against him. His tongue all but pillaged her mouth, leaving no corner unexplored. His kiss was hungry and forceful, so different from the tender caress she had envisioned. But that daydream didn't compare to the real thing, and soon she found herself wet and ready again. She heard him moan as she pushed her pelvis up hard into his, and brought her hands to his shoulders to clasp him more tightly to her. Her shorts were still slightly askew and part of her bare pussy was rubbing against the hard length of him hidden within his sweatpants. He grabbed one of her hands and shoved it roughly between their bodies, sitting up slightly so that he could watch her hand work over his cock.
Her heart beat in an erratic and heavy rhythm as she caught sight of the width and length outlined in gray cotton and fitted in her hand. She tugged his sweatpants down his hips and watched as that heavy rod of flesh sprang free, bobbing and then settling against his stomach. Her hand stroked lightly at first, twisting up and down the shaft while she watched his face. His breath was shallow, but it wasn't until he grasped her hand and clasped it tightly around hers so that she was squeezing his cock hard, that his breath stuttered out of him. Her hand became a clenched fist, jerking hard and sharp close to the head while his hips pumped into her hand. He had one arm draped over the back of the couch; the other was reaching down to cup a full breast, teasing the nipple that shone dark through the flimsy white material. She arched with a gasp into his touch, feeling his hand travel down her stomach until it was dipping into her shorts. She braced one foot on the floor so that her legs could spread wider to accommodate his roving fingers.
"God, I wanna fuck you so bad, Kendra," he said, a hushed groan escaping his full parted lips. "It's all I could think about all day. If you hadn't run away earlier, I would have by now."
He reached between her legs, stroking over her wet, silky lips with his fingertips.
"You gonna let me fuck you, sweetheart? Hm?"
She shivered as he slid a long calloused finger inside of her, swirling it around to test her desire. She was so wet and ready that before she could even nod she was squeezing the head of his cock harder and he was pulling her shorts down her hips. Reason started to trickle in then and it made her wonder if they shouldn't go into his bedroom. Maybe they should stop and talk this through. Weren't things going too fast?
And then it hit her like a ton of bricks.
This was Nicholas! He was kneeling over her, dying to touch her, telling her how much he was dying to fuck her. Her mind flashed back to that serious look that was on his face when he started to come around the side of the bed. It looked exactly like the expression on his face now as he leaned back and she brought her legs in front of her to help him lift her shorts all the way off. If she hadn't run, she might have already felt him inside of her and learned that he wasn't angry but turned on when he found her kneeling and coming on his bed. Still, just before he shoved his pants down his hips and leaned over her, she pinched her thigh, smiling when she felt the sharp prick of pressure that told her this really wasn't a dream.
He lowered himself over her, pausing before entering her to shove her tank top up above her breasts. The jiggled slightly at being so abruptly revealed, and he watched them for a moment, his lips curving into a smile before he leaned down and sucked one into his mouth. The suction of his mouth was harder than she would have expected, with his tongue and teeth jabbing and rolling against her swollen nipples. Her gasps were starting to turn into moans. They started off hushed, but when his hand shot up to cup her breast while his mouth moved on to the other one, the sounds of her pleasure started to intensify. She ran her fingers through his hair and pressed him harder into her aching flesh, her hips bucking against his and her voice calling out his name.
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The Day I lost my Virginity
“Don’t be difficult, you want me just as bad as everyone else does,” he said smugly, “you just want to play hard to get.”
I got up to walk away from him, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him as he dropped his briefcase. I inhaled his peppermint breath and looked into his perfect green eyes.
“Let go of me!” I yelled, pulling against his grip but he was too strong.
He picked me up as I kicked and screamed and he laid me on couch I was just sitting on. He kissed my lips and I tasted the peppermint. I was scared, I knew he was going to take me, but this isn't how I pictured a common rape, he was smiling the whole time, flashing those perfect, white teeth.
He ripped my white button-up blouse down the middle and snatched it off. My too-small bra left little for the imagination, as my breasts pressed against it. He reached behind me and unhooked the bra, freeing my heaving globes. I began to shiver in fear of what was going to happen next. He dove into my cleavage, licking and sucking my breasts, making his way to my nipples. I struggled and tried to pull free.
“You smell so fucking good, Lisa!” he said, so quietly that it seemed like it was coming from another room.
He removed himself from my body like it inflicted pain to separate himself. With his right hand, he held my arms down and with his left he unbuttoned my jeans. He roughly pulled my panties down, sensitivity forgotten. He looked at me with a devilish grin, “I bet it tastes even better.”
Read more of this experience on Hornyconfession.com
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
NEW Contest For my Readers
Since I am new to the erotica arena and trying to get my audience and reader numbers up. I am hosting a contest that you can win a $50 gift card. (American Express) This is not a fluke. It's real. Starting today December 4th until December 31st.
This is what you have to do to be eligible to win.
This is what you have to do to be eligible to win.
- Go to Literotica
- Read my stories
- Rate/Comment - when you leave and comment and rate at the same time it shows me your rating for that story so make sure you do them at the same time.
- Make sure you are a twitter follower - @vickivalewrites
- In your comment leave #IDIFU
On December 31st I will use random.org to select the winner You will be contacted via twitter. Then we will make arrangements to get you your gift card. It's that simple.
Remember it starts today so get over to Literotica and Rate and comment.
This contest ends December 31, 2012.
Don't worry if you miss it there will be others!
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Monday, December 3, 2012
Danielle and David
So, I am taking a personal experience and making it totally fiction by saying What If... So look for some twist and turns in this one. Here's a sample of what you can read on Literotica now. Chapter two will be posted soon.
Danielle and David (c) 2012
One Year Ago
It was a gloomy Saturday, the sky looked like it would rain, no scratch that, it looked like it would storm any moment. I was stuck in the house and was bored out of my mind. I had watched twilight for the fifth time in that day and was going stir crazy. I went to my kitchen to get something to snack on. “Why is it that when you are bored all you can do is think about snack foods?” I teased myself as I opened the door to my pantry and glanced around. Nothing seemed to really jump out to me. Especially, since I had removed all my fun foods. I had gotten on this eat healthier kick, so the rice cakes were not as appealing as I thought they would be.
I finally settled on some saltine crackers with peanut butter spread over them. I signed as I walked over to the TV and switched the cable box from the AV back to the TV setting. As I flipped through the channels a commercial about a live singles line caught my attention. I watched the commercial and decided to give it a try; I walked over to my purse on the kitchen table to get my cell phone out and pressed the numbers. As I stood there I starred at my phone feeling like this is the first signs of desperation. So I put the phone down and walked back over to the stand in front of the TV and flipped through some more channels. I chuckled to myself…really I was not THAT girl. I was not a desperate chick. Again the commercial caught my attention on a different channel. The voiceover on the commercial was saying
Are you bored?” Looking for some friendly conversation? Meet people like you on our LIVE singles line.” Then they flashed people having everyday conversations, smiling and laughing. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. I wanted to have fun too. That was it.
“Aw hell I’m bored.” I said to myself and walked over to the table and picked up my cell phone, this time I pressed send.
~~*~~*~~*~~
I listened to the introductions of a few guys nothing really stood out until I heard it.
“Hi My name is David I live in Union City and I am looking for someone to chat with on this almost storming Saturday afternoon. I am 6’2, blonde hair and in pretty good physical condition. I am told by the ladies that I am easy on the eyes too. So, let’s chat, who knows where it will lead.”
Then the recorded voice said “If you like to talk to this caller, press 1 to send then a request for live conversation, press 2 to just send them a flirty message. If you don’t want to speak with this caller then press 3 to go to the next caller or press 4 to block this caller and you will not hear any more of their messages.”
I pressed 1.
~~*~~*~~*~~
Danielle and David (c) 2012
One Year Ago
It was a gloomy Saturday, the sky looked like it would rain, no scratch that, it looked like it would storm any moment. I was stuck in the house and was bored out of my mind. I had watched twilight for the fifth time in that day and was going stir crazy. I went to my kitchen to get something to snack on. “Why is it that when you are bored all you can do is think about snack foods?” I teased myself as I opened the door to my pantry and glanced around. Nothing seemed to really jump out to me. Especially, since I had removed all my fun foods. I had gotten on this eat healthier kick, so the rice cakes were not as appealing as I thought they would be.
I finally settled on some saltine crackers with peanut butter spread over them. I signed as I walked over to the TV and switched the cable box from the AV back to the TV setting. As I flipped through the channels a commercial about a live singles line caught my attention. I watched the commercial and decided to give it a try; I walked over to my purse on the kitchen table to get my cell phone out and pressed the numbers. As I stood there I starred at my phone feeling like this is the first signs of desperation. So I put the phone down and walked back over to the stand in front of the TV and flipped through some more channels. I chuckled to myself…really I was not THAT girl. I was not a desperate chick. Again the commercial caught my attention on a different channel. The voiceover on the commercial was saying
Are you bored?” Looking for some friendly conversation? Meet people like you on our LIVE singles line.” Then they flashed people having everyday conversations, smiling and laughing. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. I wanted to have fun too. That was it.
“Aw hell I’m bored.” I said to myself and walked over to the table and picked up my cell phone, this time I pressed send.
~~*~~*~~*~~
I listened to the introductions of a few guys nothing really stood out until I heard it.
“Hi My name is David I live in Union City and I am looking for someone to chat with on this almost storming Saturday afternoon. I am 6’2, blonde hair and in pretty good physical condition. I am told by the ladies that I am easy on the eyes too. So, let’s chat, who knows where it will lead.”
Then the recorded voice said “If you like to talk to this caller, press 1 to send then a request for live conversation, press 2 to just send them a flirty message. If you don’t want to speak with this caller then press 3 to go to the next caller or press 4 to block this caller and you will not hear any more of their messages.”
I pressed 1.
~~*~~*~~*~~
It had been three weeks since David and I started chatting on the live Singles line. We had exchanged cell numbers and texted and chatted often. Mostly we talked about our lives what our day was like, where we grow up. How we spent our down time. He told me he had two kids from a prior relationship. He had never been married. He worked for a factory near his home and he did a bit in professional body building but now he was doing the personal training thing at a gym he and his best bud had opened a year ago. I told him that I lived in San Leandro and that I was going to school at University of Phoenix while working as a secretary for a local construction company. I had no kids and had never been married. The only family that I had was in San Francisco and we tried to see each other pretty often.
Our conversations were the highlights of my days. I would try to picture what he did while we talked and what kind of facial expressions he made in response to some of my statements and questions. I wanted to know what he looked like when he would chuckle after I said something funny.
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To read the entire chapter and all upcoming chapters go to http://www.literotica.com/s/danielle-and-david
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
Our conversations were the highlights of my days. I would try to picture what he did while we talked and what kind of facial expressions he made in response to some of my statements and questions. I wanted to know what he looked like when he would chuckle after I said something funny.
~~*~~*~~*~~
To read the entire chapter and all upcoming chapters go to http://www.literotica.com/s/danielle-and-david
Happy Fantasies!!!
Lynn Davis AKA Vicki Vale
http://vickivalewrites.com
http://twitter.com/Vickivalewrites
http://facebook.com/vickivalewrites4u
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