Thursday 18 July 2013

Touching me


I lay on my bed. My phone next to me on speaker, awaiting your instruction.
I follow word for word.

“Touch yourself… Slowly. Start at your tits”

I tease my large breast and tantalize my sensitive nipples, rolling them between my thumb and finger. I moan softly, or more of an exaggerated sigh.

“Taste me on your lips”

I delicately trace my tongue across my lips, then I drag my teeth over my bottom lip close my eyes and imagine you biting them.

“I want you to tease yourself for a minute”

I tentatively stroke my breasts kneading them, pulling at my erect nipples enjoying the feeling that is washing over me.  I decide to move down my body obeying your next instruction.

“Touch yourself through your shorts, no skin on skin only through the fabric”

I glide my hand over my warming body,  down to the apex of my thighs and draw small  circles, delicately with the tips of my fingers. I continue my merciful task until I receive my next command.

“Rub your fingers over your clit”
Your next instruction is completed in a heartbeat. I swiftly pull my shorts over my hips, past my knees and kick them from my feet.  I spread my legs wide and begin to massage my bud. A moan escapes me.

“Are you enjoying that?”

“Muummmm” I reply incoherently.  I can feel myself moisten as you speak, the words blurring into one long eloquent song guiding me through this erotic adventure. My eyes close and I feel your words wash over me.

“I would like you to make yourself cum.”

I move my hand between my wet lips and gently insert two fingers into my warm swollen cleft. I tease my clit with my thumb, small circular movements. Gently I ease my fingers in and out of my slick pussy.
I gradually move quicker, greedily wanting more.

“Can you feel me, my hard cock fucking you? How many fingers do you have in your wet cunt?”


“Two” I breathe

“Fuck yourself with three; I want you to really feel me”

I do as I’m told. I invade my wet pussy with your demand.


“Fuck yourself fast and hard baby”

My pace quickens and my milky arousal begins to slip down thigh. I pluck my sensitive nipples; pulling them till I feel a twinge of pain... it excites me.  I feel the lure of my looming orgasm. I bite my lip, squeeze my pelvic floor to gain more friction and it works I hurriedly fuck myself with three fingers, teasing my clit with my other hand, I spread my legs wider so I can fill myself more.

“Let me hear you come… shout out my name”

I’m on the brink of my release “Oh Aiden” I moan gently my breathing becomes heavier, faster. “oh fuck”

“Come on let it go baby, let me hear you”

The feeling washes over me quickly “Oh yes…. Yes Aiden.” I call. I rub my clit faster while fucking myself hard, encouraging my release. I peak, my back arches involuntary and I scream your name, exploding into a spectrum of light.

I continue to massage my clit wringing out every last ounce of pleasure, I shudder in excitement.

I lie back on my bed and I can hear a voice call me.

“Hey you there?”

“yeah… I’m here” I take a steadying breath and pick up my phone, and switch back to handset.

“How was that” I can hear the smile in your voice.

“Hummm”

“Tell me how you feel.”

“Tingly… warm, swollen”

“I like that I made you feel that way…. I’ve got to go.  I’m sorry I have to leave so quickly.  Maybe I’ll call you later and we can do it again.” His deep soft Southern accent washes over me.

“I would prefer the real thing” I say sullenly

“Would you now.  Well one day my dear, we might.”

A smile touches my face, a promise of one day meeting my stranger.







Sunday 14 July 2013

Finding Me his POV

Massive Attack, Tear Drops

I listened to this song on repeat the whole time I was writing



I wake in the overly large bed. A thin cotton sheet draped over my body. Sweat dripping from my forehead and torso.  My breathing is heavy.

“Christ what was that about?” I scrunch my eyes shut trying to remember what was happening.  A dream, a vivid dream.

I swing my legs off the bed to the floor, wiggling my toes in the plush carpet.  I reach down and grab my jersey trunks off the floor, put them on 
and head to the door of my room.  I open it and head out in to the suite.  The room is dimly lit; I make way through the furniture and head over to the mini bar, open the door and grab a bottle of water. I open it while casually walking over to the window.  I take a long dreft of water and gaze out over the city. The London Eye is shining blue in the night sky a large azure orb inviting people in.  The Houses of Parliament are up lit and Big Ben say’s its 3:30am.  I open the window, the early morning chill catches my breath; I inhale deeply closing my eyes trying to settle myself.  Why can’t I remember what I was dreaming about? It felt so real, majestically real.  Like my life was in full beautiful Technicolor and she was with me, with me by my side, beautiful, strong, dependable.  Everything I ever wanted, walking with me every step of the way through my crazy life.

I chill and close the window; I rest on the back of the chair facing the window, drinking my water. I glance over to the room where she’s sleeping.  Wonder if she’s locked the door?

She is so challenging and funny.  The evening went well I think, but this afternoon was amazing, I could fuck her all day.  The months of email sparing, and long phone calls were worth every minute.  This life style is as new to me, as is it to her.  I never thought that exerting ones will on to another could be such a turn on.

I casually walk over to the door that keeps me away from her.  I shakily place my hand on the handle and push it down. The “CLICK” of the door is deafening in the still of the night.  I carefully push the door open and peer my head in the room.  My breath catches, the moonlight is creeping in through the gap in the curtains and the silver light caresses her body wrapped in just a white cotton sheet.  I tentatively walk towards the bed.  She’s lying on her back one arm above her head the other draped across her stomach.  Her soft pink lips are slightly parted; her hair delicately covers the one side of her porcelain face.  Fuck she look so beautiful.  I take another step closer.  I hear a low moan escape her and a slight smile touches her lips.

What are dreaming about I say in my head who are you dreaming about. I wonder for a moment if it is me.  Should I care if it is me? That thought settles unsteady on my chest.  She moans again; this time she moves her legs, the hand on her stomach moves down towards her hip.  I want to touch that hip; slide my fingers across her soft warm skin, bury myself deep inside her.  I feel my cock twitch.  I can’t do this, this is not what I do.  Why can’t I! I’m the one who is supposed to be in charge, taking what I want when I want.

Her breathing escalates, I watch her in sleep, dreaming.  I feel myself harden.  I drop my boxers and step out of them.  I take myself in my hand, slowly moving my along my length.  I stand next to the bed, watching her hand move closer to the apex of the thigh, her legs widen slightly; fuck this is turning me on.. I stroke myself from base to tip wishing it was her.   She moans again and rolls on to her side away from me.  The sheet slips slightly showing the dip of her beautiful ass.

I ease myself onto the bed and cautiously lay behind her, pressing my torso against her warm back. I lay my arm across her chest and begin to slightly teas her already erect nipple between my fingers.  She arches her back into me, pushing those large ample breast into my hungry hand.  I glide my hand down her body, reaching her hip.  Slowly I move round to her pubic hair and caress it softly before I slip a finger down to her clit.  My cock is so hard, pushing against her ass.  I want to bury myself inside her; hard and fast.  To fuck her; to get it over with, but I can’t, I want her, need her. I want to worship this woman.

I push my hips into her; a soft moan escapes her soft pink lips.  My fingers caress each curve, the roundness of her breast, the small roundness of her stomach, the dip at her waist that amplifies her hip, the fullness of her ass cheek.

She moves slightly; she’s awake!

Her hand moves across her stomach and lays on my hip, she waves her body against me, nothing is said. I continue to stoke her delicate area and she parts her legs.  I feel her arousal immediately, Fuck she’s soaked. I smile into her hair and take a deep breath.  I take my time fucking her clit with my fingers.  She raises her leg and hooks it over my hip opening herself more to me. She arches her back pushing her dripping pussy into my hand.  I push two fingers in to her swollen cleft; I feel her tense against me.  She moves her hand down her back to find my cock.  She tentatively glides her hand along my length, then smooth’s her thumb over my throbbing head and glides her hand back to the base, repeating this torturous action over and over again. My breath quickens I need to be inside her I can’t control the feeling that is sweeping over me.  Her leg is still draped over my hip my front pressed against her back. I move her hand away from me, I take hold of myself, holding my cock at her opening, I smack my length against her clit, them continue to slide my fingers in and out of her. She cries out loudly.  Her breath quickens and I remove my fingers I can feel her disappointment as she bows her head to her chest.

“Oh Please…. Please I need you,” she breathes

“What do you want?”

“You” she breathes.

That’s all it takes I push myself into her, she opens her legs wider to try and take more of me, it’s such a turn on that she wants me, that she can’t get enough of me. I tease her bud and she cries out.

“Oh fuck …Please,” she begs

I withdraw from her and without asking I flip her onto her front.  Without a spoken word she raise her fabulous round ass in the air and rest her weight on her elbows.  I grab her derrière with both hand and begin to caress the tight puckered skin around her ass. I move my fingers forward capturing her slickness, then I being to massage her arousal around the tight opening as she pushes back into me.

“Please… Oh please I’m begging you… fuck me” that’s my undoing I thrust my rigid cock into her, so hard I almost push her down on the bed.  She screams out in ecstasy .  I find a hard punishing rhythm my heavy balls slapping against her swollen clit.  She pushes back onto me again and I can feel the head of her, the sound that resonates from her is fucking awesome. I push harder and faster then I lick my finger and begin to play with the puckered skin of the ass.  She doesn’t stop me, the sounds she makes encourages me more. I slowly and carefully push my finger into her tight opening. I feel her tense around me, then pushes her ass back to me.

“Oh Fuck… Yes...” she screams.  I can feel myself building; I slam my cock into her again and again my finger slowly embracing her ass.  I move my arm to hug her waist, I pull her closer towards me, my fingers find her clit I’m everywhere, I’m all over this woman and she wants it just as much as do. I feel her body begin to tense.

“Ohh… I’m gonna come… Oh god this is amazing” I continue my merciful assault on her, I feel the squeeze around my cock and she lets go, I feel my own release and slam into her harder Shit this is intense. Her back arches, her head falls forward and lands on the pillow she buries her face in the soft cushion and lets out a loud ecstatic moan, her breath is fast and erratic, and I follow her. I groan the feeling is too much “Oh Fuck” I cry out.  My orgasm rips through me.  I pulse again and again filling her everything I've got.

My arms are trembling, legs weak and I’m gasping for breath.  I fall on top of her, she’s spent lying with her head cocked to one side trying to gain some control. I lovingly kiss her shoulders and neck while making my way down her spine. A low hum emanates from her appreciatingly. I lay down next to her; she crosses her arms and lays her head on them still on her front. She looks amazing, a glow is radiating from her, her eyes shining in the silver light of the moon. Then we make eye contact for the first time since I crept into her room. My heart slams into my chest and my breath catches I see a feeling in her eyes but I can’t figure what it is, however it warms me, making me feel content for the first time in a very long time.

“That was the best dream I've ever had” she smiles sweetly at me “Thank you” she sighs deeply and I watch her as she drifts off into sleep.



I Need You




I feel obsessed, I just can’t get enough I sit and wait for your call, you said you would call. You promised.
Do you feel the same, we've known each other for such a short time, that it shouldn't feel like this. Needy, desperate. I need to know you’re OK. It’s an obsession, an unhealthy obsession.
I lay awake hoping you call; I need to hear your voice.  Soft and deep, carrying me away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, catapulting me in to a world of fantasy.
Your Hazel eyes, searching deeply inside me, hunting down the girl that hides, the girl that needs to be free, free from judgment. Please find me.

 I need you.


Thursday 11 July 2013

It will be back!!

After having the time to re-read Finding Me, His POV, I have decided to take it down for a couple of hours and have a
 re-write.  
The comments I have received have been very honest, complimentary and have pointed me in the right direction, also they have highlighted a few mistakes.
I am in the process of revising it.
I promise it will be back later.
Much love 
Ebs x