Cognoscibility
August 14, 2008 | Category: Sexblogs | 6 Comments
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Toute la journée
August 11, 2008 | Category: Confessions, Erotica, Sexblogs | 17 Comments
I confess: I’ve been thinking about fucking all day.
Thinking about fucking you.
But you’d guessed that already, hadn’t you? You’d felt it instinctively? There’s no need to be coy, no need for pretence. I know that you had. With every salacious word you covetously read, you knew precisely what was on my mind.
That’s OK. I want you to know what I’m thinking. I like it. Because I enjoy picturing you at work, or queuing in a store, or relaxing in some trite coffee shop or wine bar, or enjoying an urbane dinner with friends, when you recall with sudden, certain clarity all the decadent, lustful things I’m thinking about doing with you, doing to you, and abruptly, your cunt is plump with need, wet with desire, and no matter the setting or the circumstances or the company, all you can think about is my hard, thick cock filling you, fucking you, taking you.
Does knowing that moisten you? Does it tempt you to touch yourself? To let your fingertips wander over the coverings of your breasts, to allow them to slip down between your trembling thighs? Is the urge to reach orgasm growing within you right now?
Is it?
Let it build. Surrender to your longing, please. Make desperately brittle excuses if you have to, but find yourself some secret place where you can be alone with your thoughts, where you can abandon your control, yield to your needs, explore and excite and plunder your glowing nerve-endings with your knowing touch.
What will you think about when you come?
I’m greedy. Voracious. Unappeasable. I want you to see yourself writhing over me, the two of us naked and slick with perspiration atop rumpled cotton. Look down and see my thick cock buried within the oiled, silken folds of your cunt, spreading you wide with delicious obscenity. See your fingers stroking your full lips, and the hard shaft thrusting between them; see your fingers frantically stirring your swollen clitoris as your orgasm approaches like a thunderous wave. When you climax, conjure the sensations of my cock pulsing within you, as my come pours forth to coat your most intimate flesh.
Yes, I confess: I’ve been thinking about fucking all day. Thinking about fucking you.
So tell me: what have you been thinking about?
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Risqué Abstracts #31
July 28, 2008 | Category: Erotica, Fleshbot, Risqué Abstracts, Sexblogs | 23 Comments
What are you thinking about?
~Right at this moment? I’m thinking about how much I’d love to hook my fingers into your panties, ease them aside and then circle the tip of my tongue around the very edges of your anus … trace that delicately crinkled rosebud very, very slowly while I’m working the pad of my thumb back and forth across your clitoris … or perhaps while I’m easing two of my fingers inside your wetness so as to fuck you.
Have you any idea how horny that makes me?
~Tell me.
The thought of all those sensations … I’m wondering if it’s possible for me to become any wetter…
~I’d certainly enjoy being afforded the opportunity to make you wetter.
Really?
~You know I would.
Carry on then.
~Think of my cock when I’m aroused. Have you any idea how badly I want to give it to you? When I look at your photographs, I visualise myself slipping my cockhead between your lips, into the portal of your cunt, easing it very deliberately inside you, slowly, so slowly, every fraction of an inch carefully measured. I imagine myself delighting in the way your velvet sex sheathes me, holds me, grips me, until I’m all the way inside you, until my laden balls rest against your fabulous arse. And then, as I ease back out, we both look down at the point where we’ve joined … your swollen lips spread wide to accept me, and my shaft wet and glistening with your juices.
All I can say in response is Fuck me…
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The Absence of Alternatives
July 27, 2008 | Category: Sexblogs | 3 Comments
It’s almost been three months since I last updated Things to excite the Easily Aroused. There’s been no particular reason for my lack of interest in keeping it updated. But since my recent inclusion of an image of Wonder Woman here on my main blog, it occurred to me that it was probably time for me to revisit ‘Things2Excite’.
I’ve no idea how long I’ll be posting new images for - so make the most of it, if you care to…
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The Majesty of Fantasy
July 25, 2008 | Category: Sexblogs | 7 Comments
When I was a boy, I was always torn when it came to that most elemental of questions for comic book fans: DC or Marvel. I never could decide which I liked best. Truth is, even today I still have one foot planted firmly in each camp. Sometimes it’s nicest when you’re not forced to make a choice.
But if push ever does come to shove, there’s something that might just sway me in the direction of one of those camps…
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Pointless
July 15, 2008 | Category: BDSM, Erotica, Sexblogs | 53 Comments
They were talking coyly, playfully, about the building of tensions when she slipped the subject of restraints into the conversation.
She’d mentioned to him that her last business soiree had left her feeling jaded, aching in muscles she’d forgotten she still possessed. He’d suggested that she might benefit from more focused exertions.
“What sort of exertions did you have in mind, doctor?”
“A massage would be a good place to start. Something to fully relax the muscles in anticipation of the work-out to follow. It’ll charge the nerve endings, and ease any unnecessary … rigidity … that could prove detrimental later.”
“Sounds interesting. And then what would you prescribe?”
“Something that will cause palpable tensions to build throughout the core of the body. That’s the key to success. Building the core tensions first, and then providing - at just the right moment - a release that will allow them to ebb outwards throughout the full extent of your body, leaving you warm and relaxed and wonderfully focused on your own senses.”
“I see.” She paused, wondering what to say next to keep the conversation moving forward. The anticipation was beginning to make her moist. “You have very interesting methods. Are you an expert in the field?”
“Just an enthusiastic amateur.”
“Ah.” She had an overwhelming urge to run her palms over her own body: her breasts, her belly, her thighs. Her nipples were tightening deliciously, and the lips of her sex were starting to ache as they grew plumper in response to her arousal. “So just how exactly would you build these tensions?”
She sensed his smile. “There’s no point about being coy about my methods. I think that charting a person’s pleasure centres is a really good way to build tension. Delicate, teasing strokes is one way to heighten nerve responsiveness, which in turn tightens the major muscle groups as the subject’s anticipation grows.”
She breathed in a little more forcibly than she’d intended. “I do like the sound of your methods … though perhaps an added element could be some light restraints?”
She waited to see how he would respond to the gambit.
“Yes, restraints can work very well. The sensation of being restrained and confined exacerbates the tension felt by the subject, causing the major muscle groups to flex and contract rather effectively … particularly once the subject realises that their struggling is utterly pointless.”
She ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip. “Indeed. How delicious.” She hesitated before taking the next step. “But then again … ‘pointless struggling’ can be the point.”
How much longer is he going to tease me with this controlled pseudo-science?
Somehow, she sensed the change in his tone - the arrogance, the purposefulness that left her quivering expectantly - even before he spoke.
“You mean struggling pointlessly as I ease your panties down your legs, as I undress myself before you, my hard cock springing proudly to attention as I stand naked before you? Struggling pointlessly as I run my fingertips over the smooth lips of your cunt, as I follow my fingers with my lips and my tongue, making you wet, making you sodden, making you come, regardless of whether or not you want to? Struggling pointlessly as I kneel between your splayed thighs, as I guide my glistening glans in slow circles around your clitoris, as I press my cockhead down your soaking cleft until it’s poised before the portal of your sex, ready to enter you, invade you, no matter what you feel, what you think, what you say or scream or curse? Struggling pointlessly as I ease forward, entering you, filling you to the hilt with one long, slow thrust, your secret flesh parting to admit me, embracing me, sheathing me, until my heavy come-filled balls rest against the taut cheeks of your arse and my cockhead kisses your womb? Struggling pointlessly as I fuck you, slow at first, then harder, faster, my mouth suckling upon your nipples in turn as my thick cock takes its pleasure with you, carrying you along regardless, until you feel its shaft begin to pulse and throb, until you feel the hot splashes of my seed erupting deep inside you, making you scream, making you come once more?”
He paused for a brief moment before he spoke again.
“Is that the sort of pointless struggling you had in mind?”
“Oh yes,” she smiled coquettishly, contentedly. “Just like that.”
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Questions and Answers
June 26, 2008 | Category: Erotica, Sexblogs | 61 Comments
(I mercilessly plundered the inspiration for this piece from something written by a fellow writer of erotica. My humble thanks for the inspiration, Mademoiselle.)
Scenario posited. Questions posed.
Delicious possibilities dangled tantalisingly before a desirous audience of tens, hundreds, thousands.
What would you do?
What would you do?
Are you asking me? Do you really want to know?
What would I do?
I’d take my time, relish every single second. I’d submerge myself in the moments, hold my breath and let them wash over me, wave after warm, sweet wave, enveloping my senses, enveloping me.
Feel my hands, my fingers, against the outsides of your thighs. Feel their warmth, their veiled strength against the smoothness of your skin; slipping upwards, easing the hem of that so short skirt ever higher. Watch my expression as desire narrows my gaze when the allure of the scant lace beneath is gradually revealed to me. Will you sigh when I find your taut arse with my palms, when I cup your cheeks? Tenderly at first, more firmly as I press my face against the softness of your mound, into the gathering heat of your sex. Will you gasp when I rub my face against you, cleanse my countenance of the fear and regret and all the bitter disappointments with the moistness of your immaculate lust?
Will you?
I imagine breathing in your scent. Drawing it deep inside myself, holding the aroma of your passion within me, until your desire infuses my own. I imagine easing that dampening lace to one side, pressing my lips against the smoothness of your mound as you shiver and clutch my head tight to you. I imagine the first tentative flicker of my tongue against your glistening clitoris, against the succulence of your labia, running it through the tight, wet cleft between your slender thighs. I imagine pressing my tongue deep inside your heat, fucking you delicately, slowly, lasciviously, your nails keen against the back of my neck as I lick you, devour you, drink every last drop of you.
I hear the sighs of pleasure that will escape you as I minister to your sex. I see myself genuflecting at your cunt as worshipper, devotee, zealot, battened upon your intimate flesh until you shudder and scream in delicious completion, until you collapse to the floor, trembling, aching, frantic to be filled, shredding my clothes until you’ve freed the hardness of my cock, holding, grasping its thickness, too desperate to pause, too desperate even for thought, consumed by need, need, need, guiding me, pulling me, plunging me straight into the hot wet heart of your hunger.
Your questions. My answers.
Now you know.
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Risqué Abstracts #30
June 22, 2008 | Category: Erotica, Fleshbot, Risqué Abstracts, Sexblogs | 15 Comments
It’s been such a long time….
~Since you came? That’s not good. Still, who am I to comment? It seems like I haven’t orgasmed in a month.
Really? It seems that long for me as well. Nothing like personal distractions to pour water on the libido.
~Indeed. Though I’d like to come inside you right now.
And I would love you to. To feel your hot come spurt into me. To feel your cock pulsing … your hands in my hair.
~I’m not sure when I’d stop if I were to come inside you right now.
I can almost feel you … a crescendo of come, splashing over my cunt, down my thighs. I want to see your eyes close with pleasure, hear you gasp and cry out.
~I’d love to come over your body; watch you stirring your fingers through my come, smoothing it into your skin.
I love that. Is your heart beating faster?
~You know it is. Is yours?
It’s pounding. As is my cunt.
~I’d love to breathe your scent in right now. To run my tongue over you, through you … to press it inside you and feel your wetness overwhelming my mouth. I want to circle your clitoris with the tip of my tongue until you beg me not to tease you any longer, until you plead with me to make you come.
Oh fuck yes. Such a profound effect you have upon me. Just a few words, and already I want to spread my thighs, to open my lips and let you have me.
~ Can you imagine my hands beneath you, cradling your arse as I lift you up to taste you, to drink from you?
Yes, yes, yes. Is your cock stirring now?
~My cock isn’t stirring. It’s fully hard. And unsheathed.
I’m staring at your words. Will you stroke?
~I am stroking.
Oh my…
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