The Tease

Sitting at the table in the restaurant, I felt his hand slide to my thigh.  The warmth of his strong hands on my thigh made my nipples go hard as I felt a tingle in my stomach.  He slowly slid his hand up and down my thigh, inching closer to my bush with each upward slide.  My panties were getting wet form the stimulation he was causing.  I thought for sure everyone at the table could smell the muskiness of my pussy as he continued to tease me.

His hand slid to the spot between my thigh and my pussy lips.  I almost moaned as the heat of his hands made me widen my legs.  His finger began to tease my nub through my cotton panties.  I was breathing heavy, but not enough to bring attention to myself.  He knew he was driving me crazy, and just the thought of getting caught aroused me even more.

I looked down at his crotch and noticed a large bulge protruding from his pants.  I knew this was getting him hot as well.  I moved my left hand down to meet his as I guided him to my clit, wanting him to finish me off.  I shifted in my seat to give him better access, hoping for my reward.  My chest was against the edge of the table so I could rub my tits against it.  It was a good thing my arms were crossed or my nipples would have put someone's eye out!

I felt my orgasm approaching as I clamped down on his hand.  Knowing what that meant, he removed his hand from me and put it back on the table.  Please don't leave me like this!  My brain screamed.  He knew I could do nothing about it, and it pleased him to bring me so close to the edge and then let me subside.  He was building me up for later.  He knew the hornier I got, the more inhibited I became.  He must have had some secret plan for us tonight!

Daddy's Dirty Girl

 When his brat decides she needs money for college, she embarks on a cam girl career. But in her haste to get things rolling, she gets discovered by the man of the house. The man of the house demands private shows, and she is more than willing to give him one.

Will the brat take further steps to enjoy her man of the house, or will she just let him watch?

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Inspiration

I'm often asked where I get the inspirations for my books.  Well, some of it is simply my over active mind.  Some comes from personal experiences and still others come from reading other authors.  Inspiration is all around us.  We simply need to take the time to look around.  Whether it is rewriting an old tale to fit the genre or taking situations in real life and expanding them to address the what if, it's all in how you see things.

I can see a girl walking down the street with her head hung low and imagine what she is going through, what she wants and what her desires are.  Maybe she is fantasizing about a man stopping to give her a ride only to discover she wants to fuck him in the worst way.  A young man sitting on a curb has another story to tell, and in my mind it unfolds as I watch him sitting there contemplating.  He is thinking of how he can fuck the neighbor girl he sees through his bedroom window each night.

Sex and seduction is all around us, it's up to us as erotic authors to exploit the fabric of sensual seduction and apply it to everyday situations.  So next time you find yourself sitting at a stop light, or waltzing through WalMart, take a moment and imagine what that person you see is trying to tell you.  You may find your fantasies are right in front of you.

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"His brat has decided that she needs the man of the house. She teases him to get his interest, but he isn't sure if he should follow through with her advances. But the brat and her body prove to be too much for him to resist. But will he agree to what she wants from him?

When her mom decides to leave, what is the brat going to do with her man of the house?"

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Getting It

Tracy sat at the bar surveying the men around her.  She needed fucked, and she needed fucked tonight.  She needed a real man with big cock to fill her tight pussy.  Most of the men in here looked like they were one pump Charlies.  They would dip their stick a couple times then get off leaving her wanting.  What she needed was someone who could fuck her brains out.

She was about to give up when she saw an older guy walk into the bar.  Not bad looking, slender with salt and pepper hair.  She glanced down at his crotch and noticed he had a slight bulge.  Now this was looking promising.  She watched as he sat down and ordered a seven and seven.  He didn't even look around, he just sat there sipping his drink and staring off into space.

Tracy just had to find out what this guys story was, and see if he was going to fit her need.  grabbing her drink, she walked down to the end of the bar and sat next to him, saying hi.  He was polite and said hi back, but his eyes didn't linger on her.  She was no slouch for sure.  She was five feet six inches tall with blonde hair and green eyes.  Her tits were a nice 32D, and she made sure she showed them off.

"So, not to sound cliche or anything, but do you come here a lot, or is this the first time?" Tracy asked him.

"Sorry?" he asked as he turned towards her.

"Just curious if you're a regular or just stopped in," she replied.  "I just happened to stop in myself".

"No, not a regular," he replied.

"So, married, girlfriend, none of the above?" she asked him.

"None of the above," he replied taking another swig of his drink.

This guy was being tough.  This made Tracy want him even more.  It was as if he could have cared less that she was trying to pick him up.  She made small talk with him, but not anything that would give her an insight to what sort of man he was.  After a few drinks, Tracy got bold and leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"I want to fuck you," she said.

He put his drink down and looked at her as she smiled and winked at him.

"Why?" he asked.

She wasn't ready for a response like that.  She was expecting him to get up, pay his tab and take her somewhere to fuck.

"You're not like most guys I meet," she replied.  "I don't get the impression you're a one pump Charlie, are you"?

"Well, if you are asking if I am good in bed, then yes, I think I am," he said.

Tracy was starting to feel her nipples harden as her pussy began to tingle.  Yep, this was the guy.  She wanted....no needed to fuck this guy.  She took his hand and slid it up her skirt so he could feel her clean-shaven pussy.

"Is that ok?" she asked with a grin.

"Let's go then," he replied.

Tracy followed him out of the bar and over to his car.  He opened the door for her and then got in to the drivers seat and headed down the road.

"Are we going to your place?" she asked.

"Nope," he replied.

"Then where?" she asked.

"You'll see," he replied with a smile.

They rode for about fifteen minutes, then he turned down a dirt road.  They followed the road down to what appeared to be a lake.  She was getting nervous and wondered if she had made a mistake.  Maybe he was a serial killer and she just got herself into trouble.

Pulling up near the edge of the water, he shit the car off and got out, walked over to her side of the car and opened the door.

"Sorry, but I like nature," he said as he helped her out of the car.

Once Tracy was out of the car, he pulled her to him and began to kiss her.  His mouth parted as his tongue shot into her mouth, probing all over her mouth.  She was melting right there in his arms as she felt the rise in his pants, knowing she was going to be filled with it real soon.

He lifted her shirt from her body and removed her bra, caressing her tits as he bent over to suck and lick her nipples.  One hand pulled up at her skirt allowing him access to her pussy.  She was breathing heavily as she felt his hands on her, probing her.  She wanted his cock inside of her so bad she could taste it.  She reached down and unzipped his pants, reaching in for his cock.

As she pulled his cock out of his pants, she looked down and saw....

Imaginary Lover

Brittany stood in front of the bathroom mirror feeling a familiar stirring inside of her.  She saw him approach from behind and anticipated his touch.  He reached around her body and began to gently cup her tits as he licked and kissed her neck from shoulder to ear.  She guided his hand to her nipples, wanting to feel his strong hands as they twisted and tugged at them.  Her breathing was now starting to increase as was her heartbeat.  She felt tingles all down her body as she pushed her ass back against his cock.

He pushed her forward making her bend over the counter top, spreading her legs.  She could feel the warmth of his hands as they slid down across her ass, slipping between her legs.  She shuddered as his hands lightly brushed over her clit as he teased her pussy lips.  She moved her hips trying to get his fingers to penetrate her.  She sighed loudly as one finger slid inside of her as he began to pump her pussy with his fingers.

She gasped as he removed his fingers from her and knelt down behind her.  She could feel his hot breath as his mouth got closer to her slit.  Her body began to quiver as his tongue slid down her slit, flicking her clit and licking her hole.  She longed to feel the heat of his tongue as it slid inside of her, her juices coating it.  He moved his tongue to her clit and began to lick her with rapid flicks of his tongue, sending shivers down her body.

She knew her orgasm wasn't far away as she felt her body responding to his tongue.  She lifted her ass and sighed as he put one finger against her asshole and gently rubbed it, making her moan with pleasure.  Her body tensed as her orgasm hit her, her body shaking with ecstasy.  Her moans were loud as she tried to grasp on to anything near her as she felt the pulses of her pussy.

Her orgasm subsided as she relaxed her body, wanting to feel him inside her.  But she knew it was not to be.  Her imaginary lover was gone, leaving her wanting and wishing for more.  Pleasure had come by her own hand, even as she longed for the touch of another.