Saturday, February 15, 2014

Glinting Like Gems

Why let the celebration of love, sensuality, and steaminess end when Valentine's Day is over? Let's keep it going for a few more days!

Actually, I'll keep it going on my blog much longer, but I just won't be posting every day. Please come on back and visit. And tell your friends!

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Glinting Like Gems

The glint in her
blue-hazel eyes

The shine of her
glossy deep red lipstick.

The sparkle of her
diamond earrings
I realize just now
that I gave her two
Valentine's Days ago.
(or was it three?)

All giving me
tiny flashes,
reflecting the
candle's dancing light.

Beautiful flashing gems
on a beautiful face,
whenever she tilts her head
a hundred flashes go off
like cameras of paparazzi
trying to capture this beauty,
but they'll never get her.

I'll be the one capturing her,
bringing her back home,
and my body will press on top
of hers on our bed,
moving inside her as we
moan with pleasure.

And I'll have to put a candle
on each nightstand,
those candles we bring out
only occasionally with
dinner at our place
(but we need to do that more)
and with the candles
flanking our bed,
I'll get to see the gems glinting
on her eyes,
her gorgeous red lips,
her earring gifts.

But I wonder
if I really capture her
in these moments,
or is it me that
she's captured?

Friday, February 14, 2014

Trifecta of Valentine's Gifts

Sexy saying: "Because he gives you red roses, chocolate, and cunnilingus all on one night." Please do share on Tumblr, Pinterest, and the like -- but please don't crop out the URL at the bottom.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Dripping Strawberry

Sexy saying: "When he raises a strawberry from the bowl of melted chocolate, the sauce dripping off the bright red juicy berry." Please do share in those shareable sites like Pinterest, just please don't crop out my blog's web address.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Chocolate Choice

he doesn't
make her
him or chocolate,

But instead
lets her have both
at the same time

As she watches
the dark chocolate
sauce drizzle
on his hard cock
and licks her lips.

Line of Chocolates

Sexy saying: "She takes the gift of chocolates and places them in a line from her collarbone, between her tits, and down her belly to her pussy." Feel free to share on Tumblr, Pinterest, where-ever, just please don't crop out the URL of my blog.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Rose Sliding Down

Sexy saying: "She lifts a red rose from the bouquet, touches the petals to her lips, and slides the soft flower down the front of her body." Share, share, share if you like, but please keep my blog's web address on the image.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Reaction to Lingerie

Sexy saying: "Because of his wide-eyed, slack-jawed face when he sees you wearing lingerie." Feel free to share on Pinterest, Tumblr, etc., but please leave my blog's URL in the image and don't crop it out.

Friday, February 7, 2014

Just Socks

A week until Valentine's Day! Let's crank it up a notch on my blog and post a bunch of sexy, steamy stuff as we get closer to this holiday of love. Some word art, some poems, some pin-ups, some cards, stuff like that.

First up is a story quickie, a bit of erotic fiction for you:

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Just Socks

"Just socks?" he asked.

"Yup," she said. "Just socks. The floor's chilly."

She crossed the room. Slender legs rising to her tight ass. Muscles working on her back. Her brown, wavy, long hair.

At the bottom of it all: socks. Black and gray argyle socks. She looked vulnerable and cold out there. Much different than the wonderful warmth of under the blankets. Their heat was trapped by several layers of blankets, topped by a supremely soft and thick comforter. Underneath was a warm oven. Much too warm to venture out in the chilliness. Even though the heat was on in this cabin within a wintry retreat, and low flames still danced in the fireplace, the rest of the room was surely chilly compared to the oven under the blankets.

"You certainly look cold," he said.

"Of course."

She bent down at the mini fridge. Bent down lower than was really needed. Showing off the beautiful curve of her ass. She stood up with the champagne bottle and filled her tall glass. Then went to the fireplace and stood facing him. Her full, gorgeously naked front. Her back to the dancing flames of the fireplace. She took a sip of the bubbly.

"It's kinda nice," she said. "Goosebumps popping up all over my skin. Nipples nice and hard" Her fingertip touched a nipple and rolled it slowly in a circle. "You're just gonna have to warm me up."

"I love the sound of that."

She took another sip. Her fingertip dipped into the champagne flute, touched the liquid, then touched her nipple. Did the same to her other nipple.

"Just adding a little flavor," she said.

"Mmm," he said. "Sounds wonderful."

She nodded, playing with her nipples for a minute with her eyes closed. Then back to the bed, setting the champagnes flute on the nightstand and slipping under the covers with her back to him. He slid right against her and discovered her warm ass and back. His cock nestled right between her butt cheeks. A warm, cozy embrace for his cock.

"Mmm," he purred. "That feels amazing. I thought I was supposed to warm you up, not the other way around." He hugged her with one arm over her, squeezing her body tightly, feeling the chilly front of her.

Her ass wiggled against him. "Never said I can't warm you up, too. Are you complaining?"

He laughed. "No way. It feels too fucking good." He gently squeezed her breast. "Just like these feel really fucking good. And I'm looking forward to tasting these." He gently rolled a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "But not yet. Not with your ass so nice and warm."

"That's not the only thing that's nice and warm. That cock's pretty warm, too. And it's getting bigger. What's going on there?"

"It's all about you, babe. It's ready for round two."

"I love the sound of that," she said.

"Wasn't that my line?"

"Sure was. When you promised to warm me up."

"And it's a promise I'll deliver."

He lifted her leg a little and pushed his cock inside her pussy. A change from the warm cleft of her ass to the warm wetness of her vagina. She moaned as he slid into her, and his hand returned to her breasts.

"That's the best way to heat up that I can think of," she said in a low voice.

He moved softly, slowly, sliding in the warm glow of her pussy.  "Mm-hmm. But I need to taste that champagne on your tits."

"Oh, you will, babe, you will. I've got a glass full of it. Plenty more to put on my tits. Don't worry, I'll get on my back and you can taste all you want. But this feels too fucking good to move now."

"Hey, aren't you stealing another line? Didn't I say your hot ass felt too fucking good?"

"You sure did. Now shut up and keep doing that. Keep doing it just like that. Your cock feels amazing."

He kissed her neck and kept right up, softly pushing into her warmth and massaging her breasts, agreeing with her, imagining her standing in front of the fireplace to warm her ass so that his dick could feel that amazing heated skin, and he felt he wanted to make love to her for hours just like this, wonderfully and beautifully, and making each other warm.