May I Seduce You - Group Post July 2010 Edition

No time this month my darlings to participate - but please check out the rest of the group writing on something deliciously "Off Limits..."

www.advizortoall.blogspot.com.
www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
Http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com
http://insatiabear.blogspot.com

I'll be happy to join you next month when our regular hostess Kimberly is back...

Hope you're having a great summer!

He Opened His Eyes...

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May I Seduce You - Group Post

Hello All,

The darling Kimberly has asked that I take on the group post for June and July, as she will be away for a good portion of it.

I don't have a list for all of you, so please email me at: peacocksandbutterflies@gmail.com if you want in!

Email me by Friday at noon with suggestions for topics and to let me know if you want to be included. I will send out the topic for the post that evening...

Looking forward to hearing from you!

xoxo

Don't know what I'm talking about? Here are some group posts from the past...

The Day
Twinkling Heat
The Curve of His...
Caught
Fantasy Fuck

Make Me

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The Day...

I wanted him.

I'd never met him, but we'd chatted enough online to arouse me intellectually.

He told me he wanted to fuck me. He asked what would happen if the second we met he found the urge to bend me over and pound it into me.
I was fine with that. I was fine with anything he wanted to do with me.

I know you're supposed to meet somewhere neutral first - get to know each other. But I was OK with the idea of fucking him the day we met. The moment we met.

I envisioned greeting him with my tongue in his mouth and my hand down his pants. Sliding my body slowly down his to unbutton his pants and suck on his cock. I wanted him to drag me back up by the hair, slam me against the wall and thrust into me before we'd even taken our jackets off.

His place. Mine. I didn't care.

But when would that day come?

First I was to go to his place - later at night after his child was asleep. But he got sick, and I was delayed, so we postponed it.

Then we were to meet last weekend, go to a Sex Show, have a couple drinks and then I would do my Duchessy best to get his clothes off. In the car. At a nearby hotel. I didn't care where.

Then this weekend, he saw my facebook plea asking for a favour. He offered to pick me up and take me. A five minute favour that would inevitably lead to me bringing him back to my place and worshiping his cock.

I wanted it. I dreamed of it. I was driven to distraction by it.
But when would that day come? He failed to call yesterday, which technically would be his third strike.

I didn't care. Though a part of me knows that he's a player, who cares when all I want to do is fuck him? It's a fine line. A player he may be, with a dirty streak as well - but also with delicate sensibilities.

He doesn't know what to do with a naughty text message telling him what I'm doing to myself at that moment. He's told me that he's rejected women that he's deemed too "dirty." So telling him that he doesn't need to lie and play games, just come over and get naked seems a bit too bawdy for his tastes.

His last chance is this Wednesday. Today by the time this posts.
By an odd serendipitous congruence of events, I happen to be staying at a hotel that night. He has one opportunity to present himself before I find myself a new victim.

Will today be the day?

What will the day be for these other naughty darlings?
Petal http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Kink Chronicles www.thekinkchronicles.blogspot.com
Autumn http://www.autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Veronica http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com
Ronjazz www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
Ms Scarlett http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com
Hubman http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com/
Aurore http://dangerousliaisons-aurore.blogspot.com/
Mykeyman: Www.outsidevanilla.blogspot.com
Gray: Http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Advizor advizortoall.blogspot.com
FG Sakes http://fgsakes.blogspot.com
Topaz http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
They belong to us http://theybelongtous.wordpress.com
The Panserbjorne: http://insatiabear.blogspot.com/2010/02/group-post-day.html

And our gracious hostess: Kimberly http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

Twinkling Heat

He told me would be leaving soon - a better opportunity had been offered to him, one he would be foolish to turn down.

I could feel my heart stop and my loins grow cold. All that time fantasizing only to find that within days, the object of my desire would become no more than a distant memory.

It was all I could do to keep myself from stomping my feet in a childish display of devastation. Suddenly I realized how ridiculous it was to live life so cautiously. Why had I never at least tried to glean some sense of interest or attraction from him? Why did I insist on living in my head?

I feared that he would be gone when I returned from the holidays, so concluded that there would be no other opportunity to let my feelings, however wanton they may be, be known.

On the last day before everything shut down I went to his office. The receptionist had decorated the area in an attempt to be festive. In the dim glow of the twinkling fairy lights I made him my offer. Not with words, but with actions.

He had greeted me cordially, looking slightly puzzled at my unexpected appearance in his doorway. I imagine I may have looked a little feverish and even crazed - so concerned was I that I might never see him again. I glanced behind me and shut the door. No need to put on a show for anyone who may still be lingering.

I presented myself to him as if to a king or god. An offering of a (somewhat tainted) sacrificial virgin - a trinket meant to divert, and hopefully please him at his whim and then be tossed aside.

I saw the shift in his eyes and stance as he grasped what was being placed before him. No longer was he the sweet, cordial co-worker. He had transformed into the beast.

He ordered me onto my knees in front of him - and of course there is no where in the world that I wanted to be more. He gently pulled my hair back and out of the way, then gave it an abrupt yank - further inflaming my passion. I could feel my hot juices pouring out of my throbbing cunt simply from that one gesture.

I undid his belt and zipper and tore down his pants and boxers - raking my nails down his thighs as I did so. His grip tightened on my hair and he let out a gasp. Then I took his cock in my mouth and sucked and licked as if it were my only nourishment in a sea of starvation.

I licked down his long hard shaft and drowned in his musky odor. Simply having permission to offer such ministrations was intoxicating.

I gripped the back of his legs and he arched his back against his desk. I could have gone on for hours, sucking his balls, teasing his cock's head with quick little flicks of my tongue, fucking him with my mouth...

Suddenly he yanked my head up by the hair and slammed me against the wall.

What bliss. As if he were reading my thoughts.

He ordered me to take off all my clothes before thrusting his tongue in my mouth. I quickly shed everything I was wearing and took off his remaining clothes for good measure.

He was all over me. One had yanking my hair back so hard my back arched. His mouth and teeth on my nipples, sucking and biting. And the other hand? It reached down between my legs - his thumb rubbing my clit, with a few fingers reaching inside to fuck me.

He drew back and took his cock in his hand - then slapped my dripping cunt with it - sending spasms throughout my entire body. He rubbed it back and forth across my slit as I moaned and shamelessly begged him to fuck me. Now. I could barely see straight - all I knew was what he was doing to my body.

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he plunged into me. He carried me over to his desk and lay me atop his books and papers - my legs still around him as the thrust into me. He fucked me hard and fast the way I needed it. Our moans and grunts were no longer subtle - there would be no disguising what was going on if anyone was outside the door.

But all I could see from the crack below the door was the soft flicker of the twinkling lights...

Read on to see what my other dirty darlings are doing by the twinkling lights...
Amy:http://www.moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com
Gray - http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Veronica: http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com
Dangerous Lilly: http://dangerouslilly.com
FG Sakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Topaz: http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
BDenied: http://cuckold-husband-bdenied.blogspot.com
Salt and Pepper @ http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Ronjazz: www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
Hubman:http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Autumn http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreaming: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com

And as always, our delightful hostess Kimberly: http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

The Curve of his...

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Caught Looking.

I worked in a terrible area of town. It's ridiculous when you can actually point to your customers and say "he's a pimp" "he's a drug dealer" "I think he might be a hitman because he told me he was a 'cleaner' once..."

The customers were lewd and noisy and often drunk. I just kept my head down, tried to be friendly to those who weren't offensive to me that day and got through it the best way I could.

They asked me out. A lot. Or they asked about my boyfriend. My sex life. One even offered to make me his "kept woman." Anything to make me uncomfortable. I was young and shy and didn't know how to handle this little slice of my reality.

Sometimes they got angry and threatening. Once a guy went for my throat. Once a guy told me he would be waiting for me at the end of my shift because "you have to leave sometime."

There was one guy named "Carrot." No, that's not a blog code name. That's actually what I knew him as. Perhaps his birth certificate had something even worse on it. Like Parsnip. I don't know.

Carrot was moody. He could be cheerful and laughing one day. Another day he would be profane and abusive. One day he swore at me so much I said that I wouldn't serve him anymore and he would have to take his business elsewhere. I was the only one working, he had no choice but to leave.

But other times Carrot would make suggestive comments to me. Ask me out. Talk about sex.

Then one day I happened to glance down. It wasn't voluntary, and I don't know why it happened. But glace down I did. Right at his crotch.

And he saw it. And I think it amused him.
No, I know it amused him. He immediately called me out on it. Asked me what I was doing staring at his cock.

I tried to play it off like I didn't know what he was talking about, and denied it of course.

But I knew it happened. And he knew it happened. And he and I both knew that the other knew it happened.

He would occasionally bring it up. Until the incident when I kicked him out. I guess after that we weren't "friends" anymore. And if we're not friends, then I don't deserve to be teased about staring at his package.

Yeah, that job sucked. And not in a good way. And the package? Didn't even seem like it was worth staring at.

And the thought just occurred to me that maybe "Carrot" was supposed to be phallic. Hmm.

Wanna check out more naughty posts about people getting "caught?"
Amy: http://moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com
Gray: http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Mr B: http://sexwiththewife.blogspot.com/
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Ms Scarlett: http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com/
Britni: http://britisstillshameless.blogspot.com

Adulterous Letch: http://www.a6y.blogspot.com/

Hubman: http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com/

Lolita vida www.sexingrock.blogspot.com
Bri: http://theunequivocalme.blogspot.com

Veronica: http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com/

Ronjazz: http://ronjazz.blogspot.com/

Barefoot Dreamer: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com/

Autumn http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com

Topaz: http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com/

And our lovely hostess: Kimberly: http://www.yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

Reflection

I looked in the mirror as I waited for him to arrive- anxiously fussing over every minute detail. Did my black lace panties cover enough? Was my silky camisole just clingy enough? Did the satin robe disguise that which I didn't wish to accentuate?

I was prepared to neurotically analyze his every touch, movement and glance. Where did his eyes linger? Why? We as women are experts at the millisecond snap conclusion, whether they were rational or logical conclusions rarely entered into the equation.

Was I not thin enough? Did I really turn him on? Was he fantasizing about someone tighter or sexier? Someone unashamed to greet him at the door not wearing a loosely sashed robe, no matter how alluringly arranged?

I heard his hand on the doorknob and posed enticingly within view.

He gave time to neither analayze nor come to any conclusions- snap or otherwise.

The second he was in the room he slipped his hands beneath my robe and crushed me to him. His lips murmuring soft nothings and his tongue roaming over my ear lobe, my neck, my clavicle...His fingers squeezing my breasts, clutching my hips to his. Were we both naked, he would have been fucking me right there in the hallway.

He tossed away the robe and went back to his explorations- tugging me impatiently towards the bedroom, maneuvering me onto the bed.

I lay on my back and he pulled off his shirt and pants with no care for neatness or concern for how they landed. He climbed up and straddled me, simply looking down - his eyes devouring my nearly naked form. I squirmed with both discomfort at his intense gaze, and with delicious anticipation with what his hands and tongue would do next.

I could see his erection through his shorts, yet I had barely touched him. He claimed to have been thinking of me all day. Of getting home and getting me naked. All he wanted was to run his hands and tongue over every inch of my hot flesh. Just the fantasy of that sustained him through an otherwise tedious afternoon.

Now that the reality was in front of him - my body that he continued to undress as he spoke- he apologised that it would be unlikely that he would be able to take things slow - the first time. However he promised to more than make it up to me the second, third and fourth time.

At that point my insecurities vanished. For one shining moment I saw myself reflected through his eyes. Through his fantasies and his desires. He didn't see an extra few pounds, an imperfect tan, a misplaced freckle. He saw the true woman in front of him.

A sensual, open, wanton creature. A woman perfectly willing to perform any number of unmentionable acts with him. And that? Is sexy.

Care to read the rest of the group? Find out what sexy things they saw reflected?

Hubman
Pink Vixxxen
Ms Scarlett
Veronica
Enchanted Mistress
Petal
Aurore
Topaz
Ronjazz
Autumn
Library Vixen
Bri
Lolita
Danimo
Britni
Adulterous Letch

And as always, our charming hostess: Kimberly

The Door Shut Behind...

The door shut behind me and I sighed with relief. After months of erotic writing I found that I still had certain areas that I was shy about. I could walk into a sex shop and chat up everyone there without blushing - but a drug store? It still made me uncomfortable.

Perhaps if the cashiers weren't always teenagers I wouldn't care. But when I find a 16 year old boy ringing through my condoms and lube- it just makes me want to get out of there as quickly as possible. Silly really that I would even give a passing thought to imaginary adolescent snickering - the thought of it just annoyed me more than anything.

The other night I made my first lube purchase. Surprising at my age that it wouldn't have come up as necessary before now. I guess I don't have too many issues with moisture.

I found that it became a necessity once I began doing product reviews. When was simply using my toys because they were fun and I was in the mood it wasn't a problem. But when I began to encounter deadlines - well the playtime became a bit less leisurely and more of a demand. And sometimes? I just haven't been in the mood- which made the review that much harder to do.

Lube seemed a simply solution, although I was fully aware that I was doing things a bit backwards. Just because I could now insert the toy with ease didn't mean that my mindset was in anyway improved. A valuable lesson here boys: with women, it's much more about the mind than it is about the body.

One does have to be aroused to enjoy the toy (and the experience). Playing with the toy does not make you aroused. It just doesn't work that way.

Anyhow...

One thing that I hadn't counted on - which definitely did NOT assist in the arousal experience? How positively frigid the lube would turn out to be. Chemicals or not, the next time I don't have a willing partner to assist? I'm going for the warming kind - what a shock to the system!

Toy companies? Paying attention? That'll be my next request...

Want to join in on some more group action? Here are some others telling you about what happened when the door shut behind them...


Hubman
Sheba
Ms Scarlett
Veronica
Enchanted Mistress
Petal
Aurore
Danimo
Lolita
Topaz
Ronjazz
Autumn
Britni
Library Vixen
Eden's Dragon
Submissively Me
Kimberly
Barefoot Dreamer

Opportunity Lost

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Fantasy Fuck: Sex With a Stranger

The cabin was huge and luxurious. I knew no one there save the host couple. A gloriously relaxing weekend lay ahead of me...there were about a dozen of us there in total, and each couple or single guest had their own room. Bliss.

That first night after dinner everyone decided to go to the bar in town - relishing the idea of the having the cabin to myself I opted to stay behind. I decided to take a shower, then snuggle into my bed with a book - I was tired from the long drive out to the lake.

The water pressure was surprisingly strong for a cabin and I enjoyed feeling the spray pounding my body. It soothed away all tensions, and as I lathered and caressed myself I slipped into a state of warm, moist relaxation. Feeling pleasantly wet and aroused I stepped into my room wearing nothing but a towel and a smile.

Suddenly I felt a hot body press up against me from behind- squeezing my breasts and reaching below my towel. Before I had a chance to feel alarm I felt his fingers slip between my legs and begin rubbing my clit. Then all I felt was heat and pleasure- my back involuntarily arching - thrusting out my breasts into his groping palm.

He yanked off my towel, turned me around and I found that I vaguely recognized him from dinner. It seems I wasn't the only one who stayed behind. He was naked and his exquisitely cut body was already wet and hard.

Still rubbing my clit, he leaned down to suck my nipples - biting them with unapologetic and delicious pain. I moaned and found myself pressing tighter against his chest. He pushed me back towards the bed, so I lay with my knees over the edge, feet touching the floor. He leaned over and pinned my hands over my head with one hand, thrusting his tongue in my mouth and squeezing my nipple with his other hand. His hard cock rubbed against my cunt - back and forth teasing it - making me wetter and panting more with each passing second.

Then suddenly his cock was gone and my nipple released. But I had no time to register a sense of loss or disappointment before I felt a quick darting tongue between my legs. My hands still over my head, I clenched the blankets above me as he tongue fucked me and sucked up my juices.

Wave after wave of heat and pleasure rolled over me. I had no capacity for word or thought. I could feel myself shuddering and he sucked on my clit and made me orgasm for what felt like an eternity.

He was still hot and hard and I didn't want him to leave before he'd fucked me. He was sstanding over me glistening and erect - so I sat up and began stroking his penis. The stroking changed to sucking and soon I moved back onto the bed and had him kneeling over me on all fours. Licking his shaft, massaging his balls, teasing the head with my tongue to taste his wetness.

I wanted to be fucked. I wanted feel that cock slamming into me. I wanted to be violated and used. So I stopped sucking and told him to fuck me hard. Now.

Whoever he was, he was obedient. He slid down and thrust into me without hesitation. And he fucked me like his life depended on it. He slammed and thrust and pumped and grinded without cease - hard and fast. And when he was done? He kissed me goodbye and went back to his room.

I never did catch his name.

More Fantasy Fucks:

Hubman of Hubman’s Hangout
Veronica of Another Suburban Mom
Aurore of Dangerous Liasons
Topaz of Gemology
Enchanted Mistress of Your Sweetest Taboo
Petal of Secret Life of a Yummy Mommy
Autumn of the First Day of Autumn
Dick Fitzwell of The Taste of Another Man’s Wife
Pink Vixxxen of the Kink Chronicles
Bdenied of Cuckhold Husband
Perv of Perv in TO
Nyxmist of Nyxie's Corner
Library Vixen

The woman who brings us all together: Kimberly of the Errant Wife

Black Panties

I lay on the bed waiting for him. Lacy black camisole and black panties. The hipster kind that are both demure, yet sexy all at once.

I lay on the bed caressing myself. Nipples erect, legs slightly apart, already hot and wet. I ran my hands all over my body - pinching my nipples under the camisole - stroking the lace of the panties, occasionally slipping my fingers inside to touch my own heat and arousal.

He entered without a word. Before I had a chance to say anything he was on top of me - tongue in my mouth, fingers entangled in my hair. I could feel his erection through his pants - rubbing with erotic friction through those black lace panties.

He bit my nipples through the camisole, then roughly yanked it off and tossed it away. He gazed at me hungrily- laying open to him on the bed- naked save for those panties.

I pulled at his clothes - tugging off his shirt, belt, pants and boxers. Those panties were the only thing separating us - those tight, black, lace panties that were becoming wetter with each passing moment.

Then he slipped his finger inside - sneaking in through the bottom. Rubbing my clit- never taking his eyes off me as I writhed and moaned. He slipped in more fingers and fucked me that way - seeming to enjoy the limited movement the panties allowed.

He lay on top of me pulling my hands over my head. He sucked on my tongue and rubbed his cock hard against me. He could feel the heat and wetness escaping those panties and moaned with anticipation.

I opened my legs wides and he reached down to rub my cunt through those panties - his cock still rubbing as well. Then he began to move down..socking on my nipples...running his tongue down my stomach until finally reaching the seam of those panties. With his teeth he slowly...agonizingly slowly began working them down, woth me arching my hips and doing everything I could to help...

He pulled them midway down my thighs and then stopped- leaving my legs limited capacity for movement and spreading. I still had the ability to be pleasured though as he licked and sucked on my clit, and fucked me with his tongue.

And when my moaning and gasping became too much - he yanked off the panties, threw them aside and impaled me with his dripping cock.

Wanna share more black panties fun?
Why not get involved in some group action with these other hot bloggers?


Hubman of Hubman’s Hangout
Veronica of Another Suburban Mom
Aurore of Dangerous Liasons
Eden’s Dragon of the Temptation Fetish
Me of The Secret Life of Me
Topaz of Gemology
Enchanted Mistress of Your Sweetest Taboo
Petal of Secret Life of a Yummy Mommy
Autumn of the First Day of Autumn
Southern Girl of From There to Here
Dick Fitzwell of The Taste of Another Man’s Wife
Sheba of the Kink Chronicles

The woman who brings us all together: Kimberly of the Errant Wife

My First Time

So the ultra hot Kimberly of The Errant Wife created her "May I Seduce You" series and invited some of us to participate.

The first topic that was suggested was "My First Time." Now I already posted a while back about getting my cherry popped, but there are oh-so-many "firsts" to write about, that I was thrilled to contribute more...

I actually had a hard time choosing - my first blow job? One night stand? Orgasm? Seeing a penis? Having anal sex?

Then I realized what the post had to be about. My first porn experience.

Ahh Dave. Le premier amour. So sweet. And patient. And classy.
Ahem. Or not.

Now watching an erotic film with your lover can be an immensely hot and satisfying experience. It can make you both aroused. It can give you ideas you'd never thought of before. It can give you something to aspire to. In some cases it can even make you laugh and try to show those actors how you can do better.

But that? Comes with experience and maturity. Something sadly lacking in a seventeen year old man-child.

The Duchess's first porn movie?
In Dave's living room. Fully clothed.
With Dave.
And Dave's best friend Kevin.
And Dave's other best friend Dave.
And Lisa, who is dating the other Dave.

And no, this is not going anywhere fun, or sexy, or anywhere even remotely approaching a "group" experience.

Kevin? Sat staring at the screen mesmerized. Mouth slightly ajar. Possibly not breathing.
The other Dave? Sat there holding hands with Lisa. Very well behaved and gentleman-like.
My Dave? Watching the movie and looking annoyed when Lisa and I (on opposite ends of the couch with the two Daves between us) would lean over and start chatting.

Was it hot? No.

Multiple choice - was it embarrassing for the Duchess because:
a) She was 17 and suspected that she was watching her boyfriend's father's porn
b) She was in a room with 3 other people watching porn the same way you would watch 16 Candles
c) Kevin was freaking her out.
d) She was a 17 year old girl who didn't know what to do with her own sexuality yet, let alone that of those on the screen, and those in the room with her.
e) All of the above.

Yes. E.

And so ended my porn career for quite a few years until I eventually found that while it can be hilarious under the correct circumstances, sometimes it can also do what it's intended to do.

Wait, was this supposed to be a hot, arousing post? Next time my lovelies, I promise!

Other super sexy people who also wrote about their "firsts."

Hubman of Hubman’s Hangout
Aurore of Dangerous Liasons
Andy of Too Respectable
Bdenied of Cuckold Husband
Topaz of Gemology
Library Vixen of Library Vixen
Enchanted Mistress of Your Sweetest Taboo
Petal of Secret Life of a Yummy Mommy
Lionia of Emotional Algebra
Autumn of the First Day of Autumn
Southern Girl of From There to Here

And of course, Kimberly of The Errant Wife