Tuesday, 31 March 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teaser: Confessions

It's that time of the week again, when I tantalize and tease you with just one image and 200 words. If you click the image above, when you have read my offering, you will be whisked to a magical portal where all my friends, and their teases, are waitiung for you.


River and Paige had been fighting their attraction to each other for the last six months but when they were both selected by their manager to attend a weekend conference, at a group of cabins high in the mountains, the setting finally got the better of River.
As soon as the first day's activities were over River hung back and waited for everyone to leave, before taking Paige by the hand and hurriedly leading her back to the cabin the two of them, as the only women, had been allocated.
As soon as they were inside River locked the door, and turned to face Paige.
“It's no good. I just can't go on pretending any longer.”
As she spoke River stepped towards Paige and took her hands, before leading her through to the bedroom. With the log fire roaring River sat on the bed, pulled Paige down beside her and kissed her on the lips.
“I never thought you'd realize,” Paige whispered, as they pulled apart. “I've wanted you for so long.”
“Like I have you,” River smiled, before the two of them began to slowly undress each other, “and now we have the whole night to show just how much we do want each other.”


Monday, 30 March 2015

Masturbation Monday: The strangest morning of my life

The strangest morning of my life

Ever since the first time I caught a fleeting glimpse of your beauty, as I was scanning the internet while bored, I had searched every day to see more and more of you. Everything about you was perfect and I just couldn't resist you.
Your long hair hung loosely around your shoulders, some days it was straight yet others slightly curled, your skin blemish free and slightly tanned. Your firm, full, breasts and large swollen nipples always causing a swelling between my legs, a swelling that I frequently stroked furiously, until I came, while dreaming it was your hand around my cock.
Yet that was all it would ever be, a dream. I knew a woman like you would have never seen anything more in me than just another fan, even if we did ever meet, which I also knew was never likely to happen. You lived thousands of miles away, In the US, while I was just a single guy, struggling to make a living and living in a one bedroom flat in a small town in the UK.
Sitting naked in front of my PC yet again, which was one of the only benefits of living alone, I found myself flicking through some new images of you I had found, on yet another new site. As I did I wrapped my hand around my hardening cock, closed my eyes and slowly began stroking my hardness, once again dreaming my hand was yours, when I was shocked to hear a soft female voice.
“That looks so good,” the voice whispered softly. “Please don't stop I want to see you come.”
Snapping my eyes open I let go of my cock and spun around, only to find that I was, unsurprisingly, alone. Confused I was about to stand up, to check my flat, when the voice spoke up again.
“It's okay we're alone, it's just you and me,” the voice whispered. “Just like it's been every other day.”
Slightly scared I walked over to the window and peered out in to the darkness, there was no-one down on the street, so what the fuck was going on.
“Babe, come back, I'm waiting.”
“W-W-where the fuck are you?” I stammered nervously.
“Where I always am, just here.”
“W-Where the f-f-uck is here?”
“The same place I am every day, right in front of you.”
Turning towards the only thing that was on, my PC, I saw the woman of my dreams was still there, staring back at me, only the image on the screen wasn't the one I had began stroking myself to, and that was when I suddenly saw her lips move.
“Well are you coming back or not?”
Cautiously I walked backed over to my PC, never letting my eyes leave the screen, hoping to see her speak again yet my dream woman stared back at me from the screen, silently and with a small, seductive, smile on her lips, waiting patiently for me to sit back down, which I slowly did.
“Now where were we?” She asked as I stared, dumbfounded, at her face. “Oh I remember, you were entertaining me, for a change. Well what are you waiting for?”
“W-What do you mean?” I heard myself asking, my voice still trembling nervously.
“I think you know what I mean, Mason,” she whispered, before running her tongue slowly over her lips.
“H-H-How do you know my name?” I stammered, shocked.
“The same way you know mine, the internet is a wonderful thing,” she whispered. “Don't you agree?”
“But nothing, Mason. Now carry on and let me watch you, just like you enjoy watching me.”
As she spoke she smiled and ran her hands slowly across her firm breasts, pausing only to pinch her nipples, as if she knew that I would instantly get hard again, which I did.
“Mm, that's a lot better.”
The soft, seductive, tone of her voice was driving me wild and that combined with the look of pure lust in her eyes had me reaching down for my hardness once again. Wrapping my hand, lightly, around my shaft I began to stroke myself as she watched me from behind the screen, one of her hands suddenly dropping from view.
The look on her face changed and, knowing where she had let her hand come to a rest, I began to stroke my hardness faster and faster. Unable to control myself any longer, and with my legs trembling violently and with my balls tighter in their sac than I could ever remember, I let out a load gasp.
Closing my eyes I felt my hardness twitch in my fist, just before the first stream of seed exploded from my cock. Moaning her name, as I felt the thick, milky, liquid splash down on to my chest, I opened my eyes and saw her staring back at me.
“Fuck, Mason, I have been waiting to see that for so long,” she whispered, lifting her hand back in to view and, slowly, slipping her fingers in to her mouth.
Once I finished coming and with my body still trembling, only now with exhaustion, I felt myself smile at the screen. Opening my mouth to speak, as she took her fingers from her mouth, she cut me off and spoke first.
“Hopefully we can do this again, Mason,” she whispered as she smiled back at me, before my screen suddenly went black.


Sunday, 29 March 2015

Sinful Sunday: A very intimate proposal

A very intimate proposal

In the eight months we had been seeing each other I had done everything to try and show her how much she meant to me. I had wined her, dined her, taken her to the movies, out to nightclubs and even taken her away for a sun-kissed vacation in the Caribbean but I knew, deep down that, until I let her make love to me like I did to her, our relationship would never be one hundred percent complete.
I had spent the whole day getting myself ready for this and once we had finished the special meal, which I had prepared from scratch and cleaned away the pots I took Julie-Ann by the hand and led her through to the bedroom.
Turning the stereo on I started the CD, which I knew was her favourite, pulled her close and began to kiss her passionately. Swaying gently, in time with the music, I held her as tightly as possible, without crushing her and knew that the time was right.
Pulling my lips from hers I looked deep in to her emerald green eyes.
“I'm ready, baby,” I whispered softly.
Smiling back at me Julie-Ann slowly undid my shirt, kissing my muscular chest lightly with each newly undone button, before slipping it off and dropping it to the floor. Soon she had done the same with my trousers and boxers, leaving me standing before her totally naked, my cock as hard as it had ever been.
Quickly stepping out of her own clothes she took my hand, led me over to the bed and pulled me down on top of her. As we kissed passionately our cocks rubbing against each other I, once again, looked in to her eye.
“Make love to me, baby,” I whispered. “Just as I have you so many times.”
“Are you sure you a really ready for this?” Julie-Ann asked softly, a look of uncertainty in her eyes.
“More than I ever,” I replied, before rolling on to my stomach and raising my ass for her.
Positioning herself behind me Julie-Ann reached for the lubrication I kept in the bedside table, squeezed a large amount into her hand and began to massage the ice-cold liquid all over my virgin hole, occasionally slipping a couple of fingers inside me, until she decided I was lubricated enough to accommodate her thickness, without it hurting too much.
“Are you sure this is what you want, baby?” she asked once more, as I felt the thick, swollen head of her cock against my tightness.
“More than anything,” I replied, as I began to push my ass back against her hardness.
Gripping my hair Julie-Ann slowly pushed her hard cock deep in to my ass and, as she did, I let out a loud gasp.
Slowly she built up a steady rhythm and, as her cock slid back and forth, each thrust became a little harder and went a little deeper. Surprised at the lack of pain I was experiencing I tightened my hole around her shaft until, after what felt like hours, I heard her gasp before her thickness twitched violently deep inside me and she began to come.
Once she was fully drained the two of us collapsed on to the bed, our bodies wet with sweat and I pulled her close. Finally everything felt perfect and I knew there was only one more thing I had to do.
Turning my head, to stare at her beauty, I lifted one hand and brushed her hair away from her face and smiled.
“That was amazing, babe” I gasped breathlessly. “I never knew it would feel that good.”
“I love you baby,” Julie-Ann replied, a small tear forming in the corner of her eye.
“Why the tear then, babe?” I asked.
“Because I know what happens next,” she whispered, her voice breaking like she was about to cry.
“And what's that then?
“The same as every relationship I have ever had,” she replied. “You have got what you want and now you end the relationship, that's what.”
“Actually, baby, that was the last thing I was going to say,” I told her, as I reached down the side of the bed and found what I was looking for.
I pulled her naked body as close to mine as possible, smiled and offered her the small box I was clutching in my hand.
“What's going on babe? What's this?” Julie-Ann asked, a puzzled look on her face.
Taking the box back I opened it slowly and turned it around, so she could see the eighteen carat gold, diamond cluster ring.
“Julie-Ann you are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I was just wondering,” I began, before taking a deep breath, “if you would do me the honour of becoming my wife.”