Tabitha Rayne: Erotic Author and Artist

Tabitha Rayne is an incredibly talented lady. Not only does she write steamy hot erotica, but she is also an erotic artist, entertaining blogger and a genuinely lovely person. She makes me laugh and her lovely, supportive words have made me cry (I was tired and emotional – she didn’t mean to!)

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That moment… by Tabitha Rayne

Tabitha is a member of the Brit Babes, a group of British erotica authors who have released several anthologies together. Their free book, ‘Sexy Just Walked Into Town‘, was my introduction to Tabitha and her short story ‘The Scribe’ is actually one of my all-time favourites. It is a sensual, erotic tale of a woman’s need to paint her arousal on her body until the ink drying on her skin feels like “…being licked by a tiny angel.” She has a wonderful way with words, imaginative, sometimes amusing, sometimes dark and edgy; but always hot and oh lordy does she know how to write good sex!

Her work ranges from dystopian erotic fantasy, in ‘The Meeting Place’ trilogy, to her take on billionaires, in ‘Sexy Just Got Rich‘, and naughty ghosts in ‘Mia’s Books‘. Check out her book list here. Tabitha also contributed a fantastic story to the Erotic World Book Day anthology, ‘An Intimate Education‘ (all proceeds go to the sexual health charity Brook).

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She is one of the few authors where I enjoy her blog almost as much as her stories. There was was one post that resonated with me early on and has stuck with me ever since. She wrote it around the time of the Blogger censorship debacle. The Spectre is an eloquent piece about the constrictions of censorship and the effect it has on the people who are censored. After I read that piece, my curiosity piqued, I had a look around her blog only to discover her erotic drawings. Go take a look – they’re beautiful. Long may she continue to write, draw and create because the world would be a very dull place without her work.

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From Behind by Tabitha Rayne

Thanks for reading, Rx

Review: Tie Me Up edited by F Leonora Solomon

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Blurb:

B is for bondage in BDSM, and Tie Me Up is the perfect place to explore just that.

The 19 stories in this anthology do not fetishize bondage. Instead, Tie Me Up shows how couples explore it as a sexy romantic option–sexy underscored!

New and seasoned authors fill this anthology with steamy tales that will keep you tied up…unable to put this collection down!

My review:

This might be a bit of a struggle to write because I’m still fanning myself and considering a quick trip upstairs to sort myself out.

This anthology is good and I mean really good.

I’ve read a lot of anthologies, so many have only one or two decent stories, then I end up skipping a load and wondering why I bothered to waste my money. Not this one. This is a collection of consistently great stories that F. Leonora Solomon has put together. The writing is high quality and the authors have taken the brief and run with it in exciting and very interesting ways.

I had my favourites: Oleander Plume’s ‘Cops and Robbers’, Jane Gilbert’s ‘By A Thread’, Tomio Hall-Black’s ‘What Isn’t Necessary Is’ to name a few. But to be honest there were so many good stories in here it’s hard for me to single them out.

I really liked how the authors explored the use of bondage within relationships. There’s plenty of variations on the theme to keep it interesting from Femdom action (always love that) to sky diving (brilliantly unique slant), LGBT, a harem and multiple partners (another one of my favourites – you can see why I loved this, right?)

I’d really recommend this book, not just to those bondage lovers out there, but also if you’ve got a little germ of an idea brewing in the back of your mind that you’d like to try something new. Lots of great ideas in here!

Rebecca x

His Fantasy – #masturbationmonday

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I watch you work your long, hard cock. You take your time, getting into it. I give your ear a little flick with my tongue to get the involuntary shiver that you just can’t help. I smile, so sensitive, so sexy.

I love watching you. There are no inhibitions between us, we’ve been together too long for that; seen too much of each other. All the dark corners as well as the bright, open spaces.

I love you deeply. Watching you as you work towards orgasm, towards the pleasure we both know is imminent, is one of my favourite things.

I run my hand through the soft hairs on your chest, circle your little nipple, pinching it a little before I work my way down to your stomach.

“What are you thinking about?” I whisper into your ear, leaving a trail of hot breath behind. You roll your shoulder towards the place I’ve left behind.

We like to whisper delicious fantasies to each other while we fuck or get ourselves off. Whatever takes our fancy at the time. We have our cache of favourites, ones that work every time, but tonight you surprise me.

“I want to watch you spank another woman.”

Mmm, naughty and new – I like it.

Your hand has sped up.

“Tell me.” I murmur into your neck, as I lick a wet line up and down the corded muscle there.

Normally you’re more than up for some serious detail, but tonight you go quiet. You’re in the mood for a story.

I shift my naked body so that my head rests on the pillow, my lips right by your ear. I won’t touch you much now, my words will work their way into your gorgeous mind and down into your cock.

I begin.

“She’s naked, laid across my knees with her sexy, round arse up in the air. She’s tense. nervous. This is the first time.”

You let out a little breathy moan. “She wants it though.”

“Oh yes. She wants it alright, I can see the shimmer of her arousal on the inside of her thighs. My hands are itching to mark her flawless, pale skin. She tries to rub herself against my thigh, I give her a quick, sharp smack and tell her to hold still. I look at you, sat in the chair opposite us. You’ve unzipped your trousers and have your cock in your hand. You nod your head to begin.”

“Do it.” A whisper of sound.

“I raise my hand and tell her to brace herself. She pleads with me to start, desperate little pants rack her body. I make you both wait a moment more, my eyes on the flesh that’s calling my name. The moment my hand connects with her skin she moans long and loud and I know she’s not going to last long.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

I hardly notice the sting on my hand because I am mesmerised by the rosy flush beginning to cover her arse. She wiggles and opens her legs, just enough for me to run my fingers up her wet slit. You groan and I see you speed up the motion on your cock. I rain four, five, six more slaps on her bottom making sure to spread them out. I love spanking the bottom curve and watching her flesh move and shake. She is whimpering now, she wants to come.”

“Fuck, yes.” You groan, I can hear your hand shuttling up and down your cock now. Muscles tense, straining, you intermittently hold your breath then let it out in a big rush.

You want to come too, and I want you to.

“No mercy now.

I keep spanking her until she can’t control her wanton movements. She wriggles and squirms, humps and grinds, begs and pleads for me to finish it. I look at your flushed face, you are watching this tableau. It is for you.

Your dark eyes meet mine: a nod.

That’s my cue, I tell her to spread her legs. She doesn’t hesitate. I thrust two fingers inside her. Her head flies up, the scream that is wrenched from her is all the reward we need. You watch me make her come, her body twisting and shuddering, too much for it to contain.

I look up to see you stroking the head of your cock, a fast, jerky rhythm that I know is the prelude to the end.”

“Oh god! I’m coming now. Oh fuck that’s it….”

“You can see that she has come hard, all over my hand. White ribbons shoot onto your stomach…” You hold your breath now, stomach clenching as you vibrate and twitch your way through a long satisfying orgasm. I feel a warm wetness on my side and smile.

Thanks for reading. You know the drill, head over to Kayla’s site A Sexual Being to check out the other Masturbation Monday posts. If you like this story why not stay and have a look at my other erotic shorts. There’s quite a variety…

Rebecca x

Changing The Rules #masturbationmonday

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They’d been watching each other for weeks.

She knew what he looked like naked: neat little nipples, smooth, nicely muscled chest, flat stomach with a delicious treasure trail running down to the light brown hairs surrounding his cock and balls. She knew his cock stood tall and high against said flat stomach.

She knew how he liked to touch himself, long languid strokes, up and down his cock while he rubbed the flat of his other hand over his stomach and chest, intermittently pinching and pulling his nipples while he watched her.

She shivered and clenched her bottom, writhing and squirming in her office chair. She knew how he braced himself against the glass with one straight arm, legs apart when he came, spraying his come against the window. Looking straight at her with his hot, hungry eyes. Well, she imagined they were hot and hungry – he was just that bit too far away for her to tell.

She let out a frustrated sigh. She wanted to see those eyes when he came; she wanted to be looking right into them when he shot his load all over her.

She couldn’t resist slipping her hand up her top and giving her breast a quick squeeze to try and relieve the ache. What she really wanted to do was strip off, go to the big window in her living room and plaster herself against it. She wanted to spread her legs wide and finger herself till she screamed while she rubbed her tits all over the glass.

It was getting to the point where her nipples got hard just thinking about it. Oh god, had she turned into his Pavlovian pet?

She glanced at the clock. No point anyway – he didn’t get home for another hour. She hung her head in shame: had she become some kind of weird stalker?

She had watched his apartment, but then she knew he watched hers. They had a bit of a routine going, even though they’d never spoken a word to each other. Well, actually that wasn’t strictly true, they’d become quite adept at lip reading and had developed their own form of charades: “hold your tits”, “turn to the side so I can see your big cock properly”, stuff like that.

The hottest thing to date had been a few nights ago when he’d told her to sit naked on the arm of her sofa and spread her legs wide. Then he’d told her to hold herself open so he could watch her masturbating.

Fuck! She’d come so hard that night, she’d been drenched and her clit had been so sensitive it had hurt. But she’d liked it. In fact, she’d wanted something more, although she wasn’t sure what. She’d felt like she’d wanted a bit more hurt, a bit more pain, right there between her legs on her throbbing clit.

The space between them was beginning to bring frustration, rather than the thrill and gratification it had started with. She wondered for the hundredth time how to suggest they get together rather than continue this mutual masturbation distance learning course they appeared to be on. They had both passed with distinction, it was time for the advanced class now.

While she was thinking she was doodling on her notepad: words, feelings, wants, she even managed a dodgy picture of his cock. That got scribbled out quick sharp, but when she finally snapped out of her daze there were two words repeated over and over.

She took a fresh piece of paper with a black marker pen and wrote the words in big, bold letters. Checking the clock again, she realised it was nearly time. She stood up, pushed her chair back and began to unbutton her blouse.

 

As always, thanks so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed it 😉 Get yourself over to Kayla Lords blog and check out the rest of the contributions for Masturbation Monday. Rx

 

Naughty Girl – #masturbationmonday

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I haven’t had any panties on all day…” she whispered in his ear as she walked past him trailing her hand across his shoulders.

“You little minx.” He murmured, slowly lowering the document he was reading. Setting it down on the hall table, he placed his briefcase on the floor. Loosening his tie he followed her into the kitchen.

She had her back to him, on tiptoe reaching high for a wine glass, her skirt lifting temptingly up her soft, pale thigh.

Slowly walking towards her, his eyes roamed over her curves, resting on her full, round bottom. The thought of her walking around all day with nothing underneath that skirt was enough to make his cock twitch.

Naughty, beautiful girl.

He came to a stop behind her. Hesitating slightly, she took hold of the glass. He let her set it on the counter before he placed his hands on either side of her, surrounding her.

He lowered his mouth to her ear. “What should I do with you?” His lips grazed her neck eliciting a shiver through her body and he smiled. She was on edge and she only had herself to blame. He should leave her alone for a while, make her suffer a bit, but the thought of what was under that skirt had him hard and wanting.

“Have you been thinking about my cock all day?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said primly.

“I bet you’ve been wet and slippery all day, haven’t you?” He stood back a little so his hand could stroke over her arse. He heard her breath catch and saw her hands gripping the edge of the kitchen counter.

“Maybe a little.” She replied coyly.

“I bet you’re aching for it now – all throbbing and swollen – just desperate to come.” His hand swept down her leg until he reached the bottom of her skirt. He took hold of it and slowly pulled it up her thighs, watching as her legs and bottom were revealed, licking his lips as he took in the beautiful curve and fullness.

God he loved her arse. He could play with it for hours, licking, biting, smacking it.

Time for that later though. Right now his woman was panting, squirming and desperate.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.” She whispered, all attempt at levity gone now.

“Spread your legs and push out that gorgeous bottom.”

“Oh god!” She moaned, immediately doing as he directed.

There was something about her in that position that just blew his fucking mind. Straight legs, spread shoulder width apart; bent forward with her head down, arse on full display. Waiting.

He clenched and flexed his hand, stretching his fingers wide. He knew what she needed.

The first smack drew a gasp from her and left a perfect rosy hand print on her skin. The sixth had her chanting, “Oh god! Oh god!” over and over, and by the twelfth her head was down and she was panting, hard. He knew she was close as he could see the wetness between her legs. His cock was straining to be free of his trousers, but he was going to hold on a little bit longer.

This first one was for her.

He spanked her again, moving his other hand around her body to touch her clit. He rubbed it hard, spanking her all over her already pink cheeks.

Her head flew back and she moaned long and loud.

She could do better than that.

He kicked her feet further apart, landing two swift slaps directly between her legs. His fingers returned to her clit – rubbing and circling.

She screamed out her pleasure.

He smiled. That was much better.

 

Thanks for reading! Check out more offerings for Masturbation Monday at Kayla Lords’ site A Sexual Being

 

 

Waiting – #masturbationmonday

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I am waiting.

The air on my skin is warm but anticipation has pebbled my skin and tightened my nipples until they are hard, aching points.

Shifting slightly on the chair, I feel the rope graze deliciously against my wrists and ankles. My head falls back as I exhale. Legs spread wide open, I can feel the air caressing my slick folds. I worry that I am making a mess on the chair, but there’s nothing I can do about that.

I can only wait… and wonder.

What will he do to me? I know he will be able to see all of me. I am completely open and on display for him. I want him to touch me everywhere. I want him to run his big, rough hands all over me.

Oh god, please let him come to me soon. Will he tease me or will he make me come quickly?

He says that watching me climax is one of his favourite things, he can’t get enough of it. He loves to fuck me with his fingers, watching me intently while I shatter into a thousand pieces. The way he takes me with his mouth destroys me. I smile when I think of all the times he has fucked me into oblivion after he has made me orgasm with his hand or mouth. He goes a little wild, there is nothing I love more than his honest response to me.

I close my eyes; my pussy pulses and clenches. I want his mouth on me. I want to show him how much I want him and I want to see the evidence of my desire on his lips.

I wiggle again; the ropes holding me tight, digging into my flesh, making me feel at once safe and on edge.

My eyes open when I hear his footsteps coming towards the room I’m in.

I look up to find him leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, eyes on mine.

“Are you ready?”

I nod, my mouth suddenly dry.

A shiver of anticipation runs through my body as I watch him drop his arms and begin to move towards me.

 

As always, thanks for reading. Check out more Masturbation Monday posts on Kayla Lords’ blog A Sexual Being.

Rebecca x

 

 

A World of Erotica: Beyond 50 Shades

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With the upcoming film release of 50 Shades everyone’s either talking about it or trying to ignore it. Apparently, even fire-fighters are ready for the erotic onslaught http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-31428072! There have been some insightful blogs (see girlonthenet) and some hilarious 50 Shades inspired articles and videos (see Krista McHarden’s Cosmo piece and the Trojan condom ad).

The silver-tie-laden bandwagon is fast rolling into every town to deliver spanks and a little lashing of media sensation. But is the controversy worth it? Crucially, are the books worth reading? Will the film be worth watching?

I fall firmly into the –  I read the books, (once 3 years ago). I liked them (didn’t love them), I’ll go and see the film – to see how they handle the content and because I want to be able to form my own opinion rather than read other people’s – camp.

I have no issue with people who love the 50 Shades series (my mother-in-law has just finished reading them for the third time!) and I don’t want people telling me what I should and shouldn’t read; what I should or shouldn’t like. If they did, there’d be no gentle initiation – they’d get a clear and distinct “Fuck Off!” from me.

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Like many readers, it was one of the first books that I read that involved BDSM. It whet my appetite for more and I rapidly realised from reading more complex books that 50 Shades is only the tip of the iceberg as far as D/s relationships go in erotica.

My only issue with it, and really my issue is with the media rather than the book, is that society has reduced erotica down to this singular series of books. We need to look beyond billionaires (when did being a millionaire not measure up by the way?), grey ties and bondage paraphernalia (although it does have its moments *cough*).

It wasn’t just Christian’s ‘red room of pain’ door that was opened – a world of erotica has beckoned for many. That is a good thing. Let freedom ring with the sound of chains on bedposts!

Erotica is such an incredibly diverse genre, from BDSM to paranormal, menage to an amazing range of LGBT stories. I am a passionate reader and writer of erotica. I love it and wish that it was more widely acceptable. But recently I found out that an online friend has been turned down for a job because she reads and blogs about erotica. So even though everyone and their mother-in-law has read 50 Shades, we’re still not really ‘ok’ with it. (That’s a whole other blog).

It’s a crazy world and I don’t pretend to understand it half the time. But what I will do is promote erotica in my little space on the net for all I’m worth. I get excited about some books and I love to share that. I think it’s fantastic when another reader loves a book that I recommend; I’d just love to see some of these books that I love hitting the best seller lists too.

So here’s the main point of this blog, forget the Fifty Shades furore for a moment. There’s something more promising than watching a dysfunctional billionaire and it is happening on March the 5th.

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It is my hope that as many of you as possible will join me and an amazing range of erotic writers on March 5th to celebrate Erotic World Book Day. Go and like the page and we’ll keep you posted about the upcoming event. Some fantastic British authors are involved, Emily Dubberley, Lucy Felthouse, Maxim Jacubowski, Cara Sutra (award winning sex blogger) and plenty from the other side of the pond.

We’ll be producing a Top 100 Contemporary Erotica Books list, and most exciting of all an anthology ‘An Intimate Education’ (all proceeds going to the fantastic sexual health charity – Brook). There will be a Facebook party, amazing prizes and giveaways (seriously the prizes are awesome lots of sex toys and books) There will also be lots of naughtiness and huge potential for spanking innuendo!

We should harness the attention being lavished on the erotic tale of Anastasia and take people beyond 50 Shades into the spankingly exciting world of the erotica books we know and love. Come and share that love with us on March 5th and find some new erotic books to read.

Rebecca x

5* Review: ‘Craving Talon: 69 Bottles’ #2 by Zoey Derrick

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Rock hard once again with Zoey Derrick’s sizzling hot rock & roll series!

The story picks up as 69 Bottles continues their tour, riding a surge of success thanks to an impromptu duet between Talon and Addison.

It’s a crazy turn of life for Addison Beltrand, who’s always lived to work and worked to live. Now, everything is shifted upside down—and that’s not a bad thing. Stepping on the 69 Bottles tour bus has banished the heartache of her past, and feels like a rocking new beginning.

Talon Carver and Kyle Black couldn’t agree more. The band’s lead singer and manager are falling hard for the beautiful rock chick, and will do anything to keep her in their bed—and between their bodies—forever.

The trio’s blissful bubble is popped by a danger nobody has anticipated. The band’s security team, always watchful for fan attacks on the members, isn’t prepared for what happens to Addison during this leg of the tour. Will Kyle and Talon be able to help save Addison? Or will her fear force her to pack her bags and return to LA?

Everything hinges on her decision…

Two men. One woman. A rock band. A tour bus. One Wild Ride…

My Review:

…. that I enjoyed very much! Addison, Talon and Kyle’s relationship continues to develop in ‘Craving Talon’. The three of them make big steps together, but Talon and Kyle’s physical and emotional relationship goes forward in leaps and bounds. Zoey Derrick allows the characters to question their feelings and makes each step believable for the reader. I loved the scenes between Talon and Kyle they were sexy and at times pretty damn sweet.

If you’ve read any of my previous reviews you’ll know that I love a good bisexual menage and I raved about the sex scenes in ‘Claiming Addison’, well… I’m amazed to say, Zoey surpassed herself in this book. Oh my god! The sex scenes are unbelievably hot, fan yourself down, take a cold shower hot!! Addison gets to show her moves, this girl is in no way submissive or overpowered in this relationship. She has her own ideas and follows through with them, much to the delight of Talon and Kyle (and myself!)

As well as their relationship, we see big decisions for Addison regarding her singing career. There are some fabulous scenes where she sings with Talon, I got all tingly when she walked on stage. Zoey Derrick conveys the excitement and adrenaline rush of performing in front of huge audiences beautifully. But along with Addison’s new fame comes pressures and unforeseen dangers that have to be overcome. It all adds to the great, fast pace of the book.

So, to sum this book up – it’s sexy, smoking hot and full of characters that you want to see succeed. If you’re new to 69 Bottles go back and read ‘Claiming Addison’. If you’ve already read it then I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you to grab a copy of this book. The story continues and it’s awesome.

I can’t wait for the third book ‘Redeeming Kyle’ which will be released on 31st March 2015. I’m totally hooked on this series 🙂

5***** Highly recommended read

Pre-Order:

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EROTIC WORLD BOOK DAY #EWBD *COMING* SOON!!

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So March 5th is World Book Day here in the UK, which is an event I’ve followed for the past couple of years. It’s a great way to spread the word about all sorts of books and the joy of reading. This year Emily Dubberley (sexpert, multi-published author and CEO of Cliterati) has brought together a diverse range of erotic writers to create Erotic World Book Day. It’s happening on 5th March and it’s shaping up to be an amazing event. Find new authors and books, enter to win sexy prizes, and enjoy lots of erotica-fuelled chat and discussion about everything we love to do with erotica.

Writers: if you want to find out more about what’s going on, and join in the discussions, take a look at our Facebook group page. It’s a closed group but please request to join and Emily will sort it as soon as she can.

Readers: this page will be showing events as they are announced.

Apart from celebrating the amazing world of erotic fiction, we’ll also be putting together an anthology (which I’m helping to edit) of scintillating erotic short stories, with education as its main theme and steamy stimulus.

Get ready for…’An Intimate Education’!

A call for submission will be posted soon.

ALL proceeds will go to Brook, the fantastic sexual health charity.

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If there are any sex toy companies out there who want to contribute to our prizes and giveaways then please contact me or the group. We’ll make sure your links are included in any promo. Thanks, R x

Follow us on Twitter too and use the #EWBD hashtag or check out what Emily’s saying about it @Cliterati1

A Thousand Little Pieces – #masturbationmonday

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“I love it when you grab my ass like that.” She whispered in his ear.

“You mean like this?” He responded taking her in an even firmer hold.

Her bottom was round and bountiful, more than a handful really, even for his big hands. But the way he took hold of it made her feel like he owned it – wanted to devour it. A lifetime of being self-conscious seemed to melt away for a moment. She felt beautiful, desired.

He gripped her flesh, pulling her cheeks apart. A wanton moan escaped her.

Her clit ached and she felt the wetness between her legs. She moved slightly against his hard thigh seeking friction, consumed by the feelings in her pussy. Wanting more, always more with him.

“This perfect ass is mine, you know that, right?” His hands circled and stroked.

“Yes.” She breathed.

“No-one else gets to touch it, spank it, or fuck it ever again. Understand?” He used his grip on her ass to pull her more firmly against his thigh.

She swallowed, her throat suddenly tight. His intentions clear for the first time.

A sharp slap. “Do you understand me, baby?”

She felt the goosebumps break out on her skin even as the heat spread.“Yes. That’s what I want.” She just managed to get the words out, her breathing unsteady now.

He stepped back from her; she met his dark gaze knowing he could see what she needed.

“Spread your legs a little more.” A soft command. “Put your hands on the wall.”

She moved to comply, wanting this with every cell in her body. She took a step back from the wall so she could lean forward a little to stick her ass out towards him. Every line of her body screamed how much she wanted his touch, needed him to make her come. She was so greedy for him.

He moved to stand behind her. She felt his eyes caress her body, every inch of her alert to the sound of his breathing, his movements. She heard the rustle of his shirt hitting the floor, shuddered as his belt opened and his zip lowered; the quiet slap of his feet on the hardwood floor as he he stepped out of his trousers. She closed her eyes to see his beautiful body in her mind’s eye, especially his long, hard cock.

His warm hands came to rest on her back, gently stroking down the length of her spine until they rested on the swell of her hips. He squeezed and held her, stepping close to fit his hard cock between her ass cheeks. She couldn’t resist circling her hips to rub against him; loving the quiet gasp he made.

“Oh, that feels good.” He groaned, thrusting against her bottom until she felt the evidence of his need, damp against her skin.

She felt his reluctance as he stepped back. He still held her hips as he dropped to his knees, his hot breath swept across her naked ass, sending darts of lust straight to her clit.

Knowing that she was so on display for him increased the need pounding through her veins. She couldn’t stop herself as she tilted her hips a little more. She wanted to be wide open for him, she wanted his mouth.

The first touch of his lips was almost her undoing, fracturing her control. He kissed every inch of her bottom, open mouthed, ravenous kisses. His stubble exquisite abrasion on her tender skin. Biting and sucking, licking and soothing; he adored every curve and dimple. His hands cupped her, kneaded and squeezed.

“Please!” She cried out in need, her pussy hurting, needing to be fucked. She didn’t care how he did it: fingers, cock, mouth. She writhed and pleaded, desperate for him to finish this.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Her head fell back as she screamed out her pleasure. The beautiful heat engulfed her, every nerve ending begging for more. He didn’t disappoint her.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The blows never landed in the same place twice until her whole ass stung and blazed.

“Oh god! Please finish this, please…”

Her legs trembled and she hung her head, panting.

She was so close, so on edge, needing that little bit more pain to take her over.

“Now! Give it to me now!”

He thrust two fingers inside her drenched pussy finding a swift rhythm as he spanked her, hard, over and over until she broke into a thousand little pieces of exquisite pleasure.

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it. If you fancy reading some other naughty contributions to Masturbation Monday check out Kayla Lords’ site A Sexual Being

Aaron Causer is new to Masturbation Monday this week – have a look at his fab piece  ‘Just Another Kind of Group Therapy’