Showing posts with label Red Lipstick Diaries. Show all posts
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Sunday, May 27, 2012

Sunday Snippets - May 26, 2012

Hi there, y'all! Another busy, busy week has slipped by, and it's time for a sweet Sunday Snippet!

I've been so busy editing the first 30,000 words of Jenna and the G-Man, so I thought a change was in order this week - so my selection this week is from one of my other WIP's, Parallel Lives, and is another delectable slice of the Sisters thread in the book.  Here, our well endowed and very skillful hero is bringing some sensual first-time experiences to one of his girl-friend's sisters...

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“How do you want me?” she asked shyly.
“Hmm.” I said.  “Why don’t you move over here?”  I knelt up on the bed, and helped her move so that she was lying in an almost normal position in the middle of the mattress.  “And I don’t think we need these,” I said, as I gently pulled off her panties, exposing her hot, wet yoni to my eyes for the first time.  She blushed as I took a good, long look at her exposed crotch, and I smiled back at her.  “You’ve got a beautiful pussy,” I said, and it was, too.  Like her sister Maggie, she had small, high outer labia, pale and freckled, smooth skinned, sloping gently from her mons, stretching back to fade together at the narrow isthmus just above the small, circular pucker of her anus, which was itself, smooth and pink.  Between her outer labia, her dark pink inner labia protruded just enough to be seen, curling gently together around the rise of her clitoris, like a small, pink rosebud.  Toward the back of her yoni, these labia parted slightly then shrunk away, showing the wetness within that lead to the entrance to her cunt.  “Has anyone ever told you that before?”
She blushed again.  “No one has ever looked at me down there in that way before,” she replied.  “Only doctors.”
“That’s a shame,” I said, “and I’m glad I could let you know that.”  She beamed a smile at me, her blue eyes sparkling.  “Now then,” I said, “let’s get down to the business of Mmmmm!”
“Just a minute, Jay,” she said and, sitting up, she quickly took off the rest of her clothes, throwing them on the floor, then lay back on the bed, fully naked.  She had fairer skin than Maggie, pale, smooth and freckled from the sun.  Her breasts were firm and well rounded, not too big, with nipples already erect in sexual anticipation.  Fine fair hair glistened on her stomach, which was tense and flat, showing the tight cuts of her abdominal muscles.
“Icing on the cake, Jules, icing on the cake!” I whispered, smiling at her.  She blushed even more, the flush running down her neck onto her breasts, and smiled back at me.  I took my pillow and, placing a hand under her bottom, I gently lifted her up and placed the pillow under her cheeks.  Lowering her down now resulted in her yoni being raised up for me to have better access.
“I think we’re just about ready now, so just relax, indulge your wildest desires in your mind, and enjoy the way I’m going to make you feel.”  I rubbed my hands along the inside of her thighs, almost up to her labia, then down again, then up, massaging the tension out of them.  Then, pushing her knees gently upwards and outwards, I opened up her blossom to my view.  Her juices glistened, and she breathed in deeply.  I lowered myself down until my face was a few inches from her pussy, then, supporting my body over the end of the bed, I gently separated her labia a little wider, and took a deep sniff of her scents, filling my lungs.  My throat tightened, and I gently blew on her exposed clitors and inner labia.  She inhaled sharply, and bit her lip sensually, her eyes closing in anticipation.  I sucked gently along the heavy tendons on either side of her vulva, working from a few inches up her inner thighs, down towards her pussy, massaging them with my tongue and lips, and she moaned quietly, softly.  A drop of juice appeared right at the base of her vagina, trying to escape onto the bed, but I spotted it and gently licked it off, causing her to shudder with surprise.  With just a little pressure, I ran my tongue from the base of her slit, just above the pucker of her anus, up almost to her clitoris, crossing the entrance of her vagina as I went.  Again and again I worked my tongue up the inner sides of her labia, left then right, left then right, stopping every once in a while to suck a lip gently into my mouth.  Each time the shudders lessened as she adapted to the feel of my tongue and its actions.  After a few moments I stopped and looked up along her naked body.  “How’s that so far?” I asked.
She lifted her head and looked down at me.  “That’s absolutely wonderful, Jay.  So soft, like warm, moist velvet.  I never thought…” she left the sentence unfinished, and I lowered my head again.
I ran my tongue around the hole of her vagina, then quickly moved it up and worked around her clitoris.  Her breathing started to shorten as her pre-orgasmic tension started to build.  I covered her love button with my mouth and started to suck it, oh, so gently.  A deep, guttural “Aaaah!” broke through her lips, and her head started to rock slowly from side to side.  I continued to suck her clit while gently circling the entrance to her vagina with the tip of my right index finger.  Her hips thrust up to accept my ministrations, but I kept playing only at the end of her tunnel.  Wetting my middle finger with her vaginal fluids, I then gently stroked it across her anus, eliciting yet another guttural moan and a pelvic thrust.  I continued to work on all three fronts, inserting my finger a little further into her vagina, rubbing her anal pucker with the back of my middle finger, and increasing the pressure of my lips and tongue on her clitoris.  Juices continued to flow from her vagina onto my finger and her anus and, with her next pelvic thrust, I let the end of my finger enter her anus.
“Oh, oh,” she jerked.  I looked up at her again.
“Is that ok for you,” I asked.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh,” she moaned, not looking up.  “Don’t stop, Jay, don’t stop.  It’s wonderful.”  I lowered my head and started rubbing my tongue on her love button with renewed but gentle vigour.  The muscles of her abdomen tightened even more, and her legs began to shudder as climax approached.  I started working both fingers further into her vagina and anus, her anus gripping my middle finger in a smooth, strong vice.
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Isn't that nice and sweet and sexy? ;)

When I read it now, I can tell it's one of my early forays into the erotica genre, and could stand a little editing itself!  I'll do that when I get beck to this WIP after I've polished off a few of the others!!

If you like my little snippet, please leave a comment below! And don't forget to check out the other Sunday Snippet's at Red Lipstick Diaries!

Have a HOT and Wonderful week, until next week!

Love!
Ashen

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Sunday Snippet - May 20, 2012

Hi there everybody! I hope you're all having a great Sunday, and that you're ready for a little, steamy snippet! :)

For my first Sunday Snippet for Kharisma's Red Lipstick Diaries, I've selected an excerpt from my WIP Jenna and the G-Man.  Jenna is a popular Televison News Weather Caster, whose home life has become less than scintillating as she nears the Big 4-0! So, at the urging of her close friends, she has embarked on a journey of sexual adventures in the hope of bringing sense to the urges that drive her sexual appetites!  At this point of her sojourn, Jenna is about to relive first hand one of the first arousing experiences of her life - at the hands of her gigolo dom!

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The crack of a bullwhip right next to her ear startled Jenna alarmingly.  That wasn’t in the tale she had written down for him, it was a…
She gasped loudly as the strands of a cat-o-nine-tails whipped around her right side from behind, the knotted tips spreading across her tightened breast and nipple, breaking her train of thought and stinging her sensitive skin, causing the muscles around her chest to contract reflexively.  Before she could regain what little composure she had, the cat whirled through the air again, and her left side and breast felt the sting of the knotted leather tails, causing her body to twist in the opposite direction.  Grunts of satisfaction and encouragement rose from her watchers.  The cat sang again, and her right ass cheek and side felt the bite of its thongs, then, almost immediately, Conn lashed her left cheek and side.  Sweat ran profusely down her neck and back as she fought to control the myriad of stinging pains from the lashes, light though they were.  Conn was being gentle with her, a fact her mind seemed to absorb and appreciate, even as another lash of the cat wrapped around the top of her right thigh and stung the edges of her exposed labia!  Having understood her tormentor’s sense of keeping the whippings balanced, she knew that the next set of lashes would wrap themselves around the top of her left thigh and target the exposed edges of her cunt, and she smiled inwardly as her prediction came true, her body jerking in response, the stings radiating upward into the core of her flesh.  Then the lashes came frequent and fast – across her breasts to bite into the sensitive skin of her armpits, around the back of her legs to sting around her anus, across her back to wrap around and score her breasts and nipples, then down again between her legs to harry her most sensitive flesh!  Always balanced, always meticulously placed to induce the most amount of pain with the least amount of power – but then, it doesn’t take a lot of power to make the singing cat-o-nine tails hurt!  Conn knew his job well, and her stinging, tortured skin burned from the myriad of lash tracks, as she struggled to internalize the endless stabs of pain and use it to her advantage – whatever that might be, although at this moment she was far from knowing!
Then, the whipping ceased, and Jenna Ashton swung on her gallows, a gasping mass of brutalized nerve endings and twitching muscles.  Her skin was soaked with sweat, which ran across the burning wheals of the whiplashes, adding salt to the sting of the leather knots.  Paradoxically, the insides of her thighs were wet with the juices seeping uncontrollably from the tingling lips of her soaking cunt, the atmosphere of the room redolent with the aromas of perspiration and sex!
And she felt so alive, so aroused, so hot – not how she had expected to feel at all.  Cowed, ashamed, dirty – none of those emotions existed within her!  She felt wonderful, ecstatic, powerful.  Every bruised nerve, lash streak and whip score radiated right into the heart of her cunt and the soul of her heart, bringing her close to orgasmic release!  But she reminded herself that they had only completed half of the story she had written down for Conn, and that the best – or, maybe, the worst – was yet to come!
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I hope you enjoyed this little snippet from Jenna's erotic adventures.  Please leave as comment below to let me know, and I look forward to sharing more snippets next week! And don't forget to visit the other sites on this Sunday Snippets blog-hop!

Lots of love, y'all!

Ashen