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Sex Story: What?

sexstoriesandtoys — Thu, 14 Mar 2013 02:07:56 +0000

M/F

My first instinct was to say no. This man is and has been psychotic, but maybe that’s what draws me to him. Like a moth to a flame. He does this thing with his eyebrow when he talks… I melt; plus, his intense eyes, shaggy dark hair that gets into them, and a five o’clock shadow. This thin, lanky friend of a friend has finally acknowledged me, but I don’t know how to react. I’ve always hated him, he’s such an asshole, but today, right now, he’s less than a foot from my face, hitting on me. The tension in the air is so thick. My breath has quickened and the pit of my stomach has tensed; I am honestly confused. Pheromones? Hormones? I don’t know, but I’ve never been remotely attracted to him, until now. Now I can’t look away from those bottomless pit eyes.

“Can I make you a drink?” His voice is low but not quite a whisper. It’s masculine and hypnotic. Fresh into college, all the other boys sound just like that, boys.

“No, thank you,” I finally pull my gaze away, but can’t fix them on anything buy my fidgeting hands. I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks; I’m flushed, I need air; trying my best to keep my composure, I take a deep breath.

“Are you ok?” Shit; I’m too obvious. Willpower is a funny thing; mine is going out of whack. My eyes go back to his; what’s going on with me? “Ciera?”

“Yes?” I choke. He seems nervous; his expression is that of fear.

“Do you want to get out of here? This party’s dull.” Someone else’s voice answers through my lips, “Absolutely.”

“Come one,” he jumps up, doesn’t even say goodbye to anyone and I find myself following without hesitation. “My car’s over here.” He opens the door to a blue Scion. I feel so wrong but so right, like running away from it all. He starts it up and we both stare straight ahead, not looking at each other. The radio thumps away; he turns it down as if to speak but doesn’t. Minutes later I hear, “So welcome into my Tardis,” he laughs.

“What?” What the hell did he just say?

“That’s what I call my car.”

“Why…?” He frowns, “Nevermind.”

“Ok…” It’s official, he is crazy; should I have come with him? For the first time my brain is rationalizing that I may have been too hasty. I look at him and there it is again, that rush. I don’t care about his weirdness; I’m still mesmerized by him.

We pull into an apartment complex. “Are you taking me to your place already?” His face goes pale, “I didn’t know where else to go; everything’s closed right now. What would you rather do?” Now he asks. I take in the situation, and him, this lanky, nervous man, whose chest is heaving up and down awaiting my response. I swallow a little too hard; it’s obvious I’m nervous, too. Focus, I tell myself, think of something. Without realizing it, in my concentration, I lick my lips and subsequently out of the corner of my eye I see him bite his bottom lip. Was that me that did that? The pit of my stomach and pussy tighten. “I’d like to see your apartment.” Whoa, I didn’t expect to say that. He smiles.

We’d only just walked in and we’re already hot and heavy in each other’s embrace on his couch. I dig my nails within that mass of hair and into his skull. He sucks in through his gritted teeth then returns to my lips. His tongue is nimble, and his hands know just how I like to be held; one on my ass the other my waist. He squeezes both and I pull his hair. “Oh, yeah?” He pushes me to my back. I respond with a quick bite of his tongue. “Oh, you’re bad.” I move to nibble his earlobe as he sucks on my neck. Suddenly he lifts off of me and removes his shirt. I didn’t expect his chest to be so hairy; it’s hotter than the bare-chested boy’s I’d been with before.

He comes back down and I immediately dig my nails into his back and scrape down. He groans but doesn’t stop me; instead he eases his left hand under my shirt onto my stomach. I can’t help but jump at the sensitive touch of his fingertips. Before I know it he has my shirt over my head revealing my white bra with black skull and crossbones and black lace trim along the top of the cups. He burries his face between them, sucking, clutching tightly. I run my nails through his hair, then pull his head up. He looks at me with a devilish grin as I pull him up to my face.

His agile hand finds and undoes my bra and tosses it across the room allowing the cold air to harden my nipples. His left hand grabs my breast and massages then one finger begins to tease my nipple. I catch my breath at the sensation traveling down my body to my pussy and I can’t help but lick my lips, to which he bites his lower lip, and at that I feel myself clench between my legs.

He lowers his head and gently nibbles and tugs; his teeth give that perfect blend of pleasure and pain. I get brave and run a hand down atop his jeans; there it is! His erection trying to break free; he’s so hard. His eyes look up into mine as he lifts his head and smiles then slowly presses into my hand. “Do you want that?” He whispers. I do, but I have to play coy. “Not yet,” I smile smugly. He immediately heads for my pants, a fire burning behind his eyes as he undoes them; his fingers just above my pelvis send chills through my body. He pulls them off, but leaves my panties and begins tracing along them; oh god, I can’t help but squirm. Smiling down at me, he continues, enjoying himself in making me appear helpless, but I’m not. I reach between my legs and undo his pants. They fall effortlessly to his knees and his bulge springs toward me.

“Damn you’re sexy,” he says, just taking me in. He begins tracing up and down my entire body; over my breasts and down under the elastic of my underwear. Leaning down, he kisses first my neck, his breath is hot as he continues down to each nipple, slightly sucking and biting, then to my belly button, just above my panties. My breathing is almost uncontrollable as my hands follow down my body along his path; he’s reached my inner thighs, and then he bites, hard. Screaming, I pull his hair but he stays glued, sucking on my inner thigh, so I claw at his back with my breasts pressed against his head; he finally lifts up and shoves me back down then removes my underwear. With one hand he turns me on my side, smacks my ass hard, then puts me back.

“Is that all you got?” I tease. There’s that devilish grin again. He flips me all the way over, one hand firmly grasping my hair and holding my face buried in the couch cushion while his other wales away at my ass. The sting tingles through me and I moan at every blow until I go numb. He stops but doesn’t let my head up; I can hear his heavy breathing. In between my knees I feel his spreading me wide, Oh god, am I ready for this? I don’t seem to have a choice, but in his haste, I feel the tip of his head squirming around, desperately seeking my opening. I slip my hand under my stomach down to my pussy and open my labia for him. With one thrust he shows his gratitude. I scream at being torn open in such a forceful way, but I think he likes my distress because despite my cries into the couch he continues to fuck me hard.

The cushion does a poor job of muffling me, and for a fleeting second I wonder if his neighbors can hear me, but just then he leans down, lifts my head and kisses me. Slowing his thrusts, “Ciera,” he whispers, “I want you to cum with me.” He slips his hand under my stomach and down to my clit. His fingertips circle in time with his dick in and out of me. My face is clenched, my moans growing louder, “That’s it, open your eyes and look at me.”

“Uh..” I plead, it’s so hard to keep them open, but I try. “Good girl,” he smiles so wide. Why do I like his demeaning manner? It’s just so hot. Oh fuck, it’s even hot losing myself in our eye-locked gaze. “Cum for me,” he speeds up, breathing heavy, faster and faster. I can feel my climb, oh god, I’m almost shrieking and he’s loving it. “Come on, baby.” His words are my undoing. I let go and feel the warm tingle spread through my body as I start to convulse, and there is his. His mouth drops and I feel him burst and pulse inside of me, helping my orgasm be all the more intense.

He collapses his weight on top of me; eyes shut. Is he asleep? I feel awkward, conflicted. That was possibly the best fuck of my life, but with a crazy person, whom I’m sure doesn’t care about me. Oh, look at that he’s awake. “Ciera, if we are going to date, I need to introduce you to Doctor Who.”

Sex Story: Tranquility

sexstoriesandtoys — Tue, 12 Feb 2013 03:07:36 +0000

Tranquility
By: Raye Ann Smith
M/F
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The room was lit by a single candle which cast dancing shadows on the walls. The scent of the candle was Turquoise Sky . It smelled of salty sea air and seaweed. The cd player was playing the sounds of waves crashing on the beach. The entire mood of the room was very calming and relaxing. If one closed their eyes and breathed in deeply they would swear they were on the beach.
Melinda lay on the table with a towel covering her from midway down her back to her thighs. She had been waiting only a few minutes and was already relaxed from the calming sounds and smells of the ocean. There was a soft knock on the door.
Melinda lifts her head off the table and says “Come in.” When the door opens Melinda is delighted to see that her massage was going to be carried out by someone that was very handsome and well muscled. He was carrying a tray of oils and a glass bowl. He wore a white t-shirt with the logo of Seascapes and khaki shorts. He had very nicely shaped legs. The muscles were not overly large and he had hair covering his calves that matched the sandy blonde hair that he wore to his shoulders.
“Good afternoon, Melinda. My name is Boe and I will be your massage therapist today. How is everything? Are there any areas that I need to focus on today?” Boe has a deep but soft voice which lulled Melinda even more than the candle and the waves crashing. Melinda became lost in his deep blue eyes and almost forgot how to speak.
“Uh, no, not really. I have an office job that I sit down for mostly.” Melinda thought to herself, ‘Was that a stupid thing to say? Should I have come up with something cleverer?’
Before she could speak again Boe said “Good then let’s get started. If you would please make yourself comfortable and relax.” He set the tray on a wooden table next to Melinda. He had a white hand towel draped over his right shoulder. He began to pour some of the oils into the glass bowl and mix them with his fingers. Testing that they were not too hot for her skin, he dipped first his right fingertips into the bowl and then the left.
Boe started with Melinda’s right thigh, working the warm oils into her skin. His hands working the muscles and loosening their tightness. Down to her calf, over her ankle, and down her feet to her toes. At first Melinda’s foot twitched a little bit as she was very ticklish but it subsided as she got used to the feeling of his hands massaging her feet.
Melinda let out a soft moan as his hands massaged her. She had never felt something so relaxing in her life. ‘Why have I never done this before?’ she thought to herself.
After several minutes Boe moved over to her left leg and repeated the motions again. When he finished with her legs he moved his hands under the towel and began to firmly massage her buttocks. Melinda was so shocked at first that she almost jumped up but at the last second got control over her feelings. Who knew that sitting in an office chair day after day could make ones butt muscles ache so much! His hands felt so magical and the warm oil being rubbed into her skin was such an erotic feeling.
Boe then removed his hands from her buttocks and slid the towel down so that it covered her buttocks and legs. They felt nice and warm with the oiled skin and the towel now covering them. Her back was now fully uncovered. Melinda’s arms were out straight from her shoulders, her elbows bent and her hands met at the top of her head. Her face was in the hole in the table. She had her eyes closed and was picturing in her mind them on an actual beach together, Boe straddling over her, massaging her naked body. In her mind he was naked as well.
Boe began at her shoulders and worked his way down her back to the top of her buttocks. Firm and deep strokes that loosened her tight muscles. The kinks she didn’t even know she had just melted away under his expert hands. He alternated between firm movements to soft feathery ones. One hand right after the other as they went down her sides, almost feeling as a liquid heat flowing down her sides and back.
Boe moved to stand in front of Melinda’s head as he began massaging her shoulders and then spreading the heat down her arms all the way to her fingertips and then he reversed the motion back up to her shoulder again and again. Melinda was definitely feeling like putty in his hands.
In his deep, soft voice he told her to turn over. Melinda did as she was told, keeping herself covered with the towel as she did it. He started at her throat, very gently massaging out to her collarbone and then down her arms to her fingertips again. Then he reversed the motions back to her throat.
Melinda wasn’t sure where his hands were going to massage next, she almost held her breath in anticipation. Boe renewed the oil on his fingertips and slipped his hands under the towel again as he very gently but with sure, firm movements began to massage her breasts. He worked them straight down from her collarbone, over the nipple and down the underside and around, then back to her collarbone. What a relaxing and hot feeling at the same time. Melinda felt something in the pit of her stomach come alive. Just when she thought she was going to melt from the ecstasy he began to work his way down her ribcage, down her flat stomach and around her hips then back up her ribcage. Melinda never even felt him move his body but he was no longer at her head.
The heat in the pit of her belly was working its way to her toes. She could tell that she was wet down there. He hadn’t done anything sexual to her but she could feel the wetness dripping down her vagina all the way to her butt crack. He had moved the towel again and was massaging her thighs and down to her calves again. The sound of the waves and the smell of the ocean mixing with the scented oils was so intoxicating.
As she thought that they must be about done, Boe once again reached the top of her thighs, then moved to the inner thigh. Involuntarily Melinda let out a moan. Boe was now massaging the top of her pubic area, where she should have hair but was bald as a newborn baby. One hand was massaging the skin when suddenly with one finger he entered her pussy. “Oh sweet heaven” she thought. Yes, she was definitely wet. She could even hear how wet she was as he pulled his finger out and then back in. In and out, faster and harder each time. Melinda was panting now. Boe’s other hand was working her clit as his other was working her sopping pussy.
Melinda was tossing her head from side to side as she was on the verge of cumming when abruptly both of his hands were removed. She felt totally bereft and empty. Her eyes flew open. “Now for your internal massage, Melinda” he said in a very husky voice. He removed his t-shirt and she could see that he must spend many hours in the gym to get the six pack abs and rock hard chest. He was looking into her green eyes as he slid his shorts to the floor. Oh how his cock stood out straight and proud.
Boe pulled the towel off of Melinda and let it fall to the floor and lay next to his shorts. He gazed at her fully naked body glistening with oil in the flickering light of the candle. He mounted her on the table and began to kiss her deeply and passionately as his thick cock teased the outside of her pussy slowly slipping the head in and then pulling out again. He was driving Melinda mad with passion. She wrapped her long legs around him and grabbed his ass with her hands and pulled him into her. “Oh, forceful, I like that” Boe whispered into her ear. “I will give you what you want then.” With that he began to thrust his cock all the way into her welcoming pussy.
“Oh my God, yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck ya!!” Her panting and moans grew louder and louder. She couldn’t hear the sound of the waves anymore. What she heard instead was a roaring sound in her head as she felt the pressure of an orgasm building up ready to explode into pure ecstasy. With one loud yell she squeezed his ass hard enough to leave little half moons of her fingernail imprints on his cheeks and let her orgasm rock her whole body. Boe felt her vaginal muscles tighten and quiver on his cock and it drove him to the edge. He let himself explode inside her when he thrust his penis fully inside.
They both lay there panting and slowly kissing each other as they let their heartbeats return to normal. After several minutes Boe untangled himself and got up from the table. He picked the towel up from the floor and wrapped it around Melinda as she stood before him.
With a mischievous twinkle in her eye she said, “We need to role-play and do things like this more often honey.”
“I totally agree” he said as he smacked her on the ass.

How to Stimulate all 5 Senses this Valentine’s Day:

sexstoriesandtoys — Tue, 12 Feb 2013 00:48:12 +0000

How to Stimulate all 5 Senses this Valentine’s Day:

Touch: Lube, like warming, cooling, or tingling can create all new sensations.

Sight: Body Paints are a fun way to express your love all over your partner’s body.

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Smell: Some massage candles are not only scented, but come infused with pheromones to get your libido going.

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Taste: Sensual massages can be accompanied by fun things like edible dust, to sprinkle all down your partner’s body, or if you’re in a kinky mood, why not try edible undergarments?

Sound: First, distract your lover with a blindfold, then create different sounds all throughout the room for them to guess; like a whip cracking, or the gentle hum of a vibrator.

The 10 Days of Valentine’s

sexstoriesandtoys — Thu, 31 Jan 2013 02:48:06 +0000

The 10-Day Valentine’s Build-Up

By: SexToy Dave

Guys hate Valentine’s Day and who can blame them—it’s all about the ladies. This year make it about you. If you want the hottest Valentine’s Day ever and guaranteed sex, do the 10-Day Valentine’s Build-Up. Basically, buy her a gift every day for the 10 days leading up to Valentine’s Day. Start out small and work your way up. By the time Valentine’s Day rolls by, you’ll be the center of attention.

1. Start with a gift under $10, like warming lube. She’ll want to try it right away and that means she’ll either have sex with you or whip out the vibrator—either way, it’s win/win for you.

2. Day two should be something cute like a vibrating duck massager with boa feathers and crystals. It’s under $25 and quite classy, while keeping it sexy.

3. You want anal sex and she’s a bit reticent. Get her an anal beginner’s kit, so she can train and learn the joys of anal sex.

4. Some lingerie is always sexy and will get her in the mood. Try something visual for yourself like a fishnet body stocking in black.

5. The ladies love dildos and the glass ones look like works of art that you could display. And they can be chilled or heated up.

Valentine’s Gift Guide

6. Vibrators are popular with the chicks, as well. But very predictable. Get her a strap-on vibrator and play games in the bedroom like she can’t take it off until you tell her, even if she’s orgasmed 5 times.

7. Ease back a little on night 7 and get her some shimmery Diva gold dust. It will make her feel very sexy and desirable. And that increases your chance of sex or at least a BJ.

8. The next night, jump back into the action and be a little risqué—get her a beginning bondage couple’s set and discover something new together.

9. OK, this one might be more for you, but you have warmed her up with 8 days of gifts. Roleplaying is awesome, so get her a nurse’s outfit, or some other sexy costume. Maybe, even have a script ready for the action.

10. On the last night, get her the luxury Lily Vibrator by Lelo. All the ladies are raving about this and know it’s definitely not cheap. It’s a great way to end the 10 days and bring a smile to her face.

Story – Let’s Make Up

sexstoriesandtoys — Wed, 30 Jan 2013 02:21:07 +0000

By: Stina
M/F
SexStoriesandToys.com

Her legs are crossed
She sits on the stool
Arms across her chest
Glaring at you when you walk up to her
You smile timidly
And approach her cautiously
She raises an eyebrow at you
But you still walk toward her
She pushes her lips together
Like she’s fighting off a smile
That gives you little hope
You put your hand on her thigh
She takes a deep breath
You uncross her legs
And move in between them
She recrosses them behind your back
You let show a smirk
She digs her heel into your leg
You almost yelp
Grabbing her arms
Pulling them apart
You place your hands in hers
Squeezing them in yours
Her glare is gone replaced
With a thoughtful look
Your hands break apart
Hers going toward you head
Yours on her waist
She pulls you closer
And your lips crash
Kissing each other passionately
Tongues clashing
Fighting for control
You break apart for a second
To get your breath
Looking into each other eyes
Seeing nothing but love and lust
You go back to kissing
Like its the last time
You finally pull apart
Foreheads resting on each other
Panting deeply
You give her a peck
Pull apart completely
Her face is no longer mad
Just content that you are home
Not somewhere else

Boots on the Ground – by Angela S. Stone – Excerpt and giveaway!

sexstoriesandtoys — Tue, 29 Jan 2013 00:41:20 +0000

Boots on the Ground (Canada’s Finest #2)

by Angela S. Stone

Erotic M/M Romance (Military)

Published by Phaze Books

Release Date: November 20, 2012

Heat Level: Sizzling

Length: 189 pages

Available at…

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Blurb

Ash Cooper and Jason McCarty know they need to do one thing, and one thing alone: Stay Alive.

An IED attack destroyed their convoy and left them both injured in the high desert of Afghanistan and running from insurgents. They take refuge with a group of Afghan civilians, and their only hope of rescue is two satellite phones that might be damaged beyond repair.

Ash and Jason join forces with a British army nurse to survive the harsh living conditions. As days to turn to weeks, they think of home, the husbands they left behind, and the lives they want to return to.

But with food rations running short, the elders angry at them, and the hope of rescue lost, Ash and Jason start to give up, and in the end turn to each other in their struggle for survival.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations and adult language which may be considered offensive to some readers.

About the Author

Angela is a twenty-something Registered Nurse and writer living and working in Ottawa, Canada. She is a proud Canadian and an even prouder girl from back east. She thoroughly enjoys writing novels featuring character that live in or are from the Maritimes. She’s recently met Mr. Right and when she’s not occupied with him she can be found hanging out at her local Bridgehead, writing. She spends her free time advocating for minorities and persons with disabilities.

Connect with Angela S. Stone

Email: angela@angelastone.ca

Website: http://angelastone.ca

Twitter: http://twitter.com/angelasstone

Facebook: http://facebook.com/AngelaStone.Writer

Excerpt
“We are gathered here today to join Jason and David, two people who love each other, in the union of marriage.” The ceremony went on, and Jason barely heard the words of the Justice. He felt too nervous for the part where they said their vows to pay attention.

“Jason and David have prepared their vows. Jason, would you like to go first?” the Justice said.

Jason nodded. They had practiced this. Jason would say the vows first, but David would do the rings first. That way there would be no question as to the equality of their relationship.

He fumbled to get the paper out of his pocket. David smiled as he did so. He read the words he had written there, but what he had written just days after David had proposed didn’t seem to work anymore. He took a deep breath, capturing David’s hands in his. “I wrote these vows the day after David asked me to marry him,” he started. “I thought they were exactly what I wanted to say, but now—” Jason shook his head. Instead of reading the words on the page he spoke from the heart. “I love you, David Henri Richard. I fell in love with you when I was lost and so broken. You were my best friend. You were a light in a very dark tunnel when I thought I would never see the end of my grief. Every day I wake up next to you, I thank God I have you. Every time you kiss me, I feel my knees go weak because I am so lucky to have you.” Jason stopped and swallowed. More tears threatened to spill over. “I know life hasn’t been easy on us. I know we have a long road ahead in the future, but I promise to love you for now and for always, David, in sickness and in health and for richer and for poorer and all of that other TV stuff.” David chuckled in response. His own tears shone in his eyes. “I love you,” Jason finished simply.

“I love you too,” David mouthed.

“David, go ahead,” the Justice prompted.

David cleared his throat. He gripped both Jason’s hands in his. “If you had of told me two years ago that I would be standing here today marrying my best friend, I would have laughed at you,” he started. His voice started off soft but got stronger as he spoke, “but here I am. I am marrying my best friend, my confidante and my soul mate. I love you, Jason Christopher McCarthy.” He paused to clear his throat again. “I am so grateful that I have you. Every day when I look at you I think it was some miracle, some gift of fate that brought us together. I have no idea what my life would be like without you, and I pray I will never have to find out.” David smiled broadly. “So I, David, promise to love you, Jason, in sickness and in health and for richer and for poorer and all of that other TV stuff.”

Everyone in attendance laughed, as did Jason, which he was grateful for because otherwise he was on the edge of bursting into tears.

They took a moment to compose themselves. The Justice of the Peace remembered they were supposed to sign the wedding registry next otherwise he would have totally forgotten. The brief task of signing the certificate of marriage gave him the reprieve he needed until he realized that together their names were neatly typed and signed, officially marrying them in the eyes of the law.

They held hands as they went to stand back in front of their friends and family.

“Do you have the rings?”

Kevin stepped forward with the rings on a pillow. David took them from him, patting his youngest child on his shoulder. He handed the slightly smaller ring to Jason to give to him.

“All right, David, repeat after me. With this ring, I, David Henri Richard, wed thee, Jason Christopher McCarthy,” she said.

David replied, “With this ring I, David Henri Richard, wed thee, Jason Christopher McCarthy.” David slipped the ring on to his finger.

“Jason, repeat after me. With this ring I, Jason Christopher McCarthy, wed thee, David Henri Richard.”

“With this ring I, Jason Christopher McCarthy, wed thee, David Henri Richard,” Jason repeated. He tried to get the ring on. It got stuck on David’s knuckle before he gave it a small push and it slid into place.

David smiled shyly at him and Jason returned it. The justice beamed. “You may now seal this union with a kiss.”

Jason leaned in. He licked his lips. Suddenly he felt nervous again. David pulled him in. He tilted his head up enough so that their hats wouldn’t bump. Jason lowered his lips to David’s. They kissed softly at first but neither pulled away.

They deepened the kiss for an instant before they broke apart. The room erupted in a loud cheer. “I now pronounce Constables Jason McCarthy and David Richard officially married.”

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Excerpt and more – Something More – By: Ella Jade

sexstoriesandtoys — Tue, 15 Jan 2013 02:33:10 +0000

Blurb:

An affair and a shocking secret threaten to tear apart a rich and powerful family.

Claudia Samson, housekeeper to the privileged Callahan family, finds herself alone and pregnant after a brief fling with Gavin, the youngest Callahan son. When she informed him of the pregnancy he accused her of running a scam and made it clear that she was on her own.

Brody Callahan, Gavin’s older half-brother, has devoted his entire life to running the family business. He doesn’t realize what he’s been missing by throwing himself into his work until he finds Claudia asleep in the family guest bedroom. He has discovered his very own Sleeping Beauty. Intrigued by the young woman, he vows to get to know her better.

Although Claudia is instantly attracted to the charismatic businessman, she knows her secret will destroy any chance they have for a future together, but Brody’s awfully hard to resist.

Meanwhile, as Gavin watches Brody and Claudia’s relationship develop, he begins to devise a plan to use the secret to his advantage. He wants full partnership in the business—something he was denied by both his brother and their deceased father—and maybe now he can finally obtain it.

Can Brody and Claudia survive the storm, or will the secrets and blackmail destroy both them and their love?

Content Warning: graphic sex and some explicit language

Excerpt:

When Claudia made her way outside, the limo was there, but the driver wasn’t. She looked around, but didn’t see him. She decided to get in and wait for him. He’d have to come back for the car sooner or later.

She opened the door and slipped inside, placing her bag on the floor. She was grateful the air conditioning was on in the car, another perk the bus didn’t have.

“Hello, sweetheart.”

“Brody?” She looked up and saw him sitting next to her. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see you.” He moved his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. “I missed you.” He freed her hair from her ponytail and shook it out with his fingers so that it fell down her back and over her shoulders. “Much better, princess.”

She laughed because she had just thought of him as The Prince. If he only knew.

“What is it?”

“I’m happy to see you.” She giggled. “You make things much better.”

“Hard day?”

She leaned closer to him, took his face between her hands, and kissed him. At first, she moved slowly, but the way he looked at her with those smoldering eyes told her everything she needed to know. He was just as excited to see her as she was to see him.

She ran her tongue along his lips, begging for entrance. He eagerly accepted as he parted them and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. His breath was hot and his lips were hungry as he kissed her with more force than she expected. She moved her hands up and twisted her fingers in his hair, moving him closer to her.

He pulled her onto his lap, pushed her hair to the side, and kissed her neck. She could feel his excitement pressing against her hip. His erection was trapped between his stomach and her side. He shifted his hips and rubbed himself into her. She sighed against his mouth, but then he pulled away.

“Claudia.” The sound of his voice was both desperate and breathless. “I could take you right here, but that’s not what I want.”

“It isn’t?” She didn’t mean to sound disappointed.

“Let me rephrase that.” He moved her to sit beside him. “I would want nothing more than to have my way with you right here, but I don’t think either of us intended it to be that way between us the first time.”

“You think about our first time?”

“Every second of the day.” He shrugged. “I’m a guy.”

She laughed, but realized he was right. She’d gotten carried away. It was the way he looked at her, the scent of his body wash, all spice and cinnamon, that drove her crazy.

“It’s your fault,” she said. “You’re irresistible.”

“I was thinking the same thing about you.”

She shook her head and looked down. She felt his fingers on her chin in an instant, and then she was gazing into his eyes. She loved those blue depths. They were soothing and made her forget everything she had on her mind.

“You really need to take my compliments better. I speak the truth.” He kissed her. “I’ll keep telling you how perfect you are and eventually you’ll believe it.”

She would never believe it. A perfect woman wouldn’t lead a man like Brody on. A perfect woman would tell him the truth. She was far from perfect.

Author Bio:

Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped.

Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she’s not chasing after her kids, she’s busy writing, attending PTO meetings, kickboxing, and scrapbooking. She hopes you’ll get lost in her words.

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Lubes

sexstoriesandtoys — Sat, 12 Jan 2013 02:11:28 +0000

Lubricant

Lubricant, or lube, is used to moisten the vagina or anus for sexual stimulation and penetration by a hand, penis, or sex toy. Lubricant can also be used for masturbation. There are many kinds of lubricant, and the choice of which one to use is a matter of personal preference as well as health and safety. There are water-based, oil- or petroleum-based, silicone-based, and performing, or specialty, lubricants such as those that increase blood flow in the areas where they are applied, and ones that are warm to the touch or breath, are flavored, or tingle on the skin. Household items such as hand lotion, cooking fat, Vaseline, Crisco, butter, or the gel from Aloe Vera leaves can be used as lubricant. Most safe-sex and health advocates encourage the use of water-based lubricant by everyone under most circumstances, because lubricant helps prevent the anal and vaginal skin tears associated with friction that can allow the human immunodeficiency virus (HIV) and other sexually transmitted diseases to enter the body. Silicone lubricants hold up longer than water-based lubricants in the water, and thus are recommended for aquatic erotic play. Old-style petroleum-based lubricating products such as Vaseline are discouraged, because they can break down latex, and so are unsafe to use with condoms. Other oil-based lubricants are also discouraged because they can cause vaginal irritation, which is less likely with water-based lubricants.

Hovey, Jaime. “Lubricant.” Encyclopedia of Sex and Gender. Ed. Fedwa Malti-Douglas. Vol. 3. Detroit: Macmillan Reference USA, 2007. 917-918. Gale Virtual Reference Library. Web. 11 Jan. 2013.
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Out of this world sensation,

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Awesome!,

By Sexy MomI received a sample of this at a store and tried it. OMG, does it work. It is soooooo cooling and tingly, I loved it. You only need a tiny bit, a fingertip’s full at first. If you can stand more the better. It is slick and last a long time without reapplying, and like I said, the tingling is great!

Moist Silicone Lubricant

Boy Butter Original

Most Excellent,

By GunnyI find the name of this product a little wierd, but oh well I wanted to give it a try. I am GLAD that I did! It is a very nice product for manual stimulation. I did not have to use a excessive amount either. It gave me good coverage as well as a normal/natural type feel. The best part of using it is that I did not have to re-apply, and it also was very easy to clean off! Cant stand other products that leave everything sticky and messy. I am very happy with this product and will continue to purchase for a long time!! Thank you.

Smooth and Slippery,

By LatexloverBoy butter is very slippery, not as long lasting as vasaline but close.Very good and fast clean up.

Smooth ,

By CAD1975We have tried all sorts of lubes for anal sex. So far this is the best. Vaseline and Crisco is messy to clean up. Boy Butter cleans off with just water but is thick enough to leave just enough lube for sex in shower. Other products if touched by water clean off right away and leave you constantly adding more.

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Silk is sexy!

sexstoriesandtoys — Tue, 08 Jan 2013 03:16:22 +0000

SILK

Among the oldest known textiles, silk was produced in China as early as the mid-third millennium B.C.E. The discovery that silk filament produced by silkworms could be spun into yarns and woven into textiles was later attributed to a legendary Chinese empress who was worshipped as the Patron Diety of Weaving. This account of silk’s origins is purely mythical, but it perhaps demonstrates an awareness of both the antiquity of silk production and its importance to Chinese culture. Sericulture, the term used to refer to all aspects of silk production from the raising of silkworms to the spinning of yarn and weaving of cloth, was subject to state control for many centuries, and it was forbidden to export silkworms or reveal the secrets of sericulture outside China. Bolts of silk textiles, produced to standard width and length, were used in ancient China as official trade goods, and were accepted in payment of taxes. Gradually a trade also developed in silk produced for private use and commerce.

Sericulture

Like wool, silk is a natural protein fiber. The larvae of the Bombyx mori moth, commonly known as silkworms, extrude silk fibers to form their cocoons and simultaneously secrete a gummy coating known as sericin. There are basically two kinds of silk: wild silk and cultivated silk. In both cases, silk is produced when silk moths lay eggs that hatch into caterpillars that eat either mulberry or oak leaves and then spin their cocoons, resulting in silk fibers. Spinning the cocoon takes about a month of the larva’s life and yields about a mile of silk fiber, which can be spun into as much as 1,000 yards of silk yarn. Wild silkworms feed on oak leaves. Wild silk is harvested by picking cocoons left behind when the moths break free. This can result in a short and uneven staple fiber often labeled Tussah silk. Raw and Tussah silks are used in fabrics that have a more textured appearance than typical cultivated silk.

The majority of silk comes from a more controlled production process, known as sericulture, that extends over all stages of production, from the moths selected to lay eggs, to identification of the healthiest silkworms, to harvesting and processing of the best quality cocoons. Domestic silkworms are fed mulberry leaves. A selection of moths deemed the best breeding stock are allowed to break through the cocoons and become part of the next cycle of silk production. A majority of larvae are killed with dry heat to prevent the moth from breaking open the cocoons and thus retain the long natural filament characteristic of silk.

Salusso, Carol J. “Silk.” Encyclopedia of Clothing and Fashion. Ed. Valerie Steele. Vol. 3. Detroit: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 2005. 182-185. Gale Virtual Reference Library. Web. 7 Jan. 2013.
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So, what is made with silk?

Japanese Silk Love Rope Wrist Cuffs

100% silk jock strap red

Etherea Silk Cuffs

Boa Pleasure Ties

Silk Binding Sash (7-ft.)

Fetish Fantasy Rope Whip

Sex Story – Our Movie Night

sexstoriesandtoys — Sat, 05 Jan 2013 04:06:38 +0000

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By:Stina

We sit watching a romantic comedy, my head is on his lap; one of his hands is on my head petting me. We both are tuned into the movie, laughing when warranted but otherwise we are silent. Loving the feeling of his hands combing through my hair I grab his other hand in mine, squeezing gently letting him know. Feeling a squeeze back, I smile and go back to watching the movie. The scene changes to a heavy make-out scene that’s way intense for a simple romantic comedy, but I don’t care it’s very interesting. I feel him shift a little so I glance at him and he mumbles ‘sorry’ silently, but I smirk because the actress on the screen is one of his favorites. I glance down at his lap and let out a laugh. Feeling his hands still, I look back at his face; he raises an eyebrow at me with a questioning ‘what?’. I laugh even harder because it’s so cute. Looking at his face again with him being so confused, I give in a little and kiss him on his soft lips. He returns it, but when we pull apart he still looks at me questionably. I laugh again, grab his cock and squeeze. Hearing him yelp a little, I look at him smiling. He tilts his head, smiles then grabs me for another kiss, this time deeper and longer than before. My hand is still on his cock, feeling him getting harder; so I start stroking it through his sweatpants.

Hearing him moan through the kiss got me so turned on and impatient. So, I let go and dive my hands inside grasping the hot length in my hands. He arches into my touch; we break the kiss for some much needed air.

He looks into my eyes, I of course just smirk at him. I position myself so my mouth is aligned with the tip of his cock. Glancing back up, I see his eyes are dark with lust and passion; blowing a kiss in his direction I take his cock in my mouth until it couldn’t go any further. I gave him a second then started sucking, licking, and nibbling his cock like it’s the best damn lollipop in the world; which it is. Hearing him curse silently, grabbing the back of my head to put his hands somewhere. I started to suck harder, wanting him to come that much more. With the movie on in the background, it creates a great mood. I let my mouth rest at the tip of his cock, teasing the slit, I licked up some of his essence and swallowed. Feeling a pull on my hair, I look up in time for his mouth to collide with mine. Getting pulled up to sit on his lap, I feel his hands on my sweats, pulling them down and free of me. His hands waste no time in discarding my top either. We take some deep breaths to try and slow our heart beats, but looking at him panting like he ran a marathon I can’t help myself, I lean in and start nipping at his neck.

Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, I pull it up and over his head. Glancing at his chest, I lean lower and grab a nipple and started sucking on it making it hard. His hands grab my ass and squeeze; pushing me closer to his straining erection. Biting harder on his nipple, I move to his other one and give that one the same attention. Pulling back to admire my handiwork, he gets his hands up to remove my bra and he returns the attention ten-fold. Grasping his shoulders, moaning loudly into his touch; withering against him I start moving my hips back and forth, torturing him too. He lets go of my breasts, and smirks at me. Smirking back because now the real fun starts, his hands reach down between us and he inserts a finger. Arching my back, giving him more access, he starts stroking me. He kisses my neck, sucking leaving a bruise, I am sure. He removes his fingers, I moan at the loss; he kisses my lips and smiles. He positions his cock and slowly starts pushing in.

Gasping, I breathe in deeply until he is fully sheathed inside me. He waits a few minutes for me to adjust, then he starts thrusting using my hips to hold me in place. I start moving along with his thrusts, our grunts and moans of pleasure getting louder than the movie that is still playing. He stands up suddenly, and I instantly wrap my legs around him; he continues thrusting grabbing my ass this time to keep me from not falling off. I claw at his back in pure pleasure, riding him harder and harder. He slowly lays me down on the couch gently, him over me and smiling. Kissing each other, he continues like he never paused for a minute. I’m getting closer and I know he is too, so we start going faster and out of tempo until we can’t hold it any longer. We both crash our lips together riding out the tidal wave of pleasure that racks our body. Feeling him release inside me, gives me that warm feeling of love for him; deeper than I can comprehend. He crashes next to me, making sure his tall body doesn’t squash my small self. Panting and staring at each other, we smile and laugh when we come down from our euphoric high to hear the movie is still playing in the background. Positioning myself on top of him, his hands back to my head fingers going through my hair; we finish watching the movie that is hopefully almost over.