Wicked Wednesday

Waves of Pleasure – an excerpt from Darwin’s Sword – Savannah Book Two

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Author's note: this is an excerpt from the upcoming novel of erotica, Darwin's Sword - Savannah Book Two, which will be out in November. Being Wicked Wednesday was where Savannah made her first ever appearance, seems the appropriate place to give a little tease of what's to come. "How do you stand this fuckin' heat?" Jasper lifted her rum and Coke to sip on. "The alcohol always helps." Savannah glanced over at her. "That and the lack of clothes at these resorts." Many wandering eyes were on the brunettes at the bar. Most were flirting and playing with their own partners while trying to attract others on the sandy beach that surrounded the bar. Overhead, the sun kept a spotlight on all of them, whether simply flirting or couples [Read more...]

Boned in Blasphemy

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Helga felt the scream pushed from her with his thurst. He, allegedly, was Donald. Could have picked the name from a cartoon duck, for all Helga knew, but that was his claimed monicker. Driving past, he had found her masturbating on the curb. As any horny dude would, he had circled back and picked her up. Helga was not a hooker. Although it seemed, now that her clutch held twenty-five crisp twenty dollar bills that Donald had given her, that title was up for debate. "You look like a brunette Madonna," he said as he pulled into the motor inn parking lot earlier. The sun glistened off his bottle-black hair that matched his Thomas Magnum mustache. The street sign had said 'hourly rates available'. Helga was hoping for multiples. She [Read more...]

Helga Knows

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Helga dusted off the top of the television. A glance at the screen confirmed her own perfect reflection and that no window spray need be squirted upon the glass. They usually frowned on the window spray, however. Their precious electronics were always thought of as too particular for regular cleaners and rags. What if it scratched? What if it broke? What if it landed on a vanilla channel? Helga considered, for a moment, flipping the television on. She had little doubt that she would be greeted by porn. With all the pornstar homes she cleaned, it was rare to find it on anything else. Somehow Helga had become a cleaner to the pornstars...not only but to a certain type of pornstars. The ones that tried to keep up their intimate facade in [Read more...]

Swinging – The Uninvited

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Part I Bill stood and watched the couple. The man had hold of her red hair as though holding the reins of a horse. Kneeling behind her, the man motioned his hips to thrust into her with a thunderous clap against her ass. Bill grinned and opened his own towel. His own cock, already hard, was stroked as he continued to watch. Stepping around the mattress, he positioned himself in the man's peripheral and towards her face. The man glanced up at his with an annoyed raised eyebrow. Sure it was May...Masturbation Month...but Bill wanted more. He nodded at the man and moved closer until the tip of his erection was mere inches from the woman's face. He stroked it with his aim towards her mouth and awaited her to open those luscious [Read more...]

Blowjob – The Double Barrel

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Her eyes studied them for a few moments. They stood at attention and waited for her next move. This, of course, was not entirely the truth. Lana suspected that they would get along pretty well without her present. However, this was a fantasy she had long been waiting to experience and there was no possibility she would walk away from it now. Besides, who would untie Jax? Jax was spread eagle with a fuzzy handcuff around each wrist fastened to each respective bedpost. His ankles were also bound using a long leather strap that ran under the bed. With his crew cut jett black hair and goatee, Lana guessed he was early twenties. She also assumed Dennis was that age range, as well, and wondered if the crew cut and goatee were a [Read more...]

Head – How to Fellate the Oh & Other Bad Blowjob Puns

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Photo of a photo from Stallin's Yacht by crystalmartel

Let's discuss head. You know what I'm talking about. That bowling ball shaped thing, when shaved, that evolution created the neck to hold up. In fact, one could argue that the legs are simply there to increase head potency. Of course Legs, by ZZ Top is now playing in my mind's eye. Okay, not the head we should actually be discussing at all. No, no. The type of head that must be discussed is one that is usually too taboo for anyone to find a "How to" book on. You know what I'm talking about. The type of head that usually makes the eyes, housed in that bowling ball that the neck holds in place, roll. Yes, just imagine that sound he makes when it hits the back of the throat of the one giving head. Okay, are we all on [Read more...]

Bulbous Head

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Sleeping in Sepia by Massimo Danieli

Ruth glanced at the keys in front of her. One thing about these Apple laptops was how easy they were to see with the keyboard lighting up on her lap. The screen was the familiar post site for her blog, Zephyr Writes. A slight shift against the two pillows behind her followed before she allowed her fingers to fly. I'd never really looked at how smooth a cock tip was until that moment. Sure, I've had plenty of cocks to play with, but never thought to study one. With its bulbous head and veiny shaft that both now glistened from the saliva of my initial tonguing of it, it was fascinating. Hugh stirred beside her, pulling covers and causing the laptop to shift. A rough snore proved he was not awake during this redistribution of his body on the [Read more...]

An Office Affair

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Ruth glanced up from her computer. As usual, she was in the office early and the sun was yet to even peek its first light over the morning horizon of skyscrapers. It always sounded more romantic when she thought of it that way. Worked much better when writing it in her blog so it would sound more sensual. It was, however, Monday morning. There was never anything romantic, nor sensual about being at the office on Monday morning. This past weekend, Hugh and the kids were all home which left her doing domestic duties from driving to hockey practice to having dinner with Hugh's parents. Yawn.All weekend long as Ruth filled her vanilla role with vanilla activities, thoughts of what Zephyr would do mixed into her imagination and [Read more...]