Totaly amazing

I would never really class my self as a writer.
However looking at all views I've had on the blog  I feel privileged that so many have taken the time to read it and even commented in one way or another.
Every thing that I have posted is not edited it's all rough straight from my head. I know the grammar may be out and the punctuation off in some way, but I'm looking at having it read and edited.
So thank you all so much you have know idea how happy I am.
Hopefully I'll be posting more to Finding me very soon.

Lot's of Love
Ebs xx

Finding me Pt2

It's taken a while. But it seems the words are flowing again. So this is the start of the Pt2, Just to wet you whistle.
Ebs x




We’re stood in the lift, descending to the reception area. I stare in to infinity; glowing on the inside that this beautiful man wants to spend an evening with me. I’m nothing special a typical trophy wife one who knows how to entertain and to be entertained.  Being a woman who stands by her man even though he doesn’t see her any more.  The girl he fell in love with left a long time ago and has been taken over by Dinner Parties, Charity Functions and Sunday Brunches.

I loved to dance. In fact I still do I’m only forty three of fuck sake, not Ninety three. I want to feel lost in the beat, the rhythm, feel totally possessed (may be in all things) I glance at my refection and He’s looking at me.

“How do you feel?” He asks with a delicate tone as if speaking with a child

“I’m Good, Really good.” I smile at Him, hoping that lightens the atmosphere that has taken over the small confined space of the lift.  He reaches for my hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. An action I was not and did not expect from him. Inwardly I smile feeling like a teenager again walking out of her front door to the boy who’s collecting her for prom.

As the lift arrives to the ground floor He looks at me, “just remember “Crimson” ok, as soon as it gets too much. All you need to say is “crimson” ok.” his gaze is heavy with a hint of concern.

“I will” I give him a slight smile and gentle nod just as the lift sounds our arrival. As we step out into the reception area, He offers me his arm and I gracefully take it as He leads me to the main entrance.

We step out into the chill of the evening air. It shouldn’t be cold, although it is late August and fall is certainly in the air. A car is labouring by the curb and He guides me; as we approach a man with a pristine dark suit and dark tie. As we draw near to the car, I notice its exclusivity. The driver casually opens the door for us and places his first two fingers to the tip of his cap.

“Evening Mam, Sir” He gives the driver a slight nod and we gracefully take a seat in the exquisite upholstery.

“I have decided that for the remainder of the evening you may talk with me freely.  However, you cannot question what I do to you.  We are two adults going out for dinner and I would most graciously appreciate your company.” He looks over to me the light from the frontage of the hotel only illuminating the one side of his beautiful face.

“I would really like that” I reply coyly.  The car is magnificent. A Bentley Flying Spur. All Six litre, V12 of her. Taupe grey interior with the Bentley wings elegantly embroidered in each headrest.  I give myself over to the elegance of it all.  I know I have money, I know I’ll never want for anything.  However, right here, right know, I feel valued, wanted and important. Someone wants to spend time with me.  Find out who I am and what I want. I will do anything to feel this significant.

We both sat quietly during our journey.  We arrived at a beautiful stone building.  It had the accents of a castle. Grey stone work, large wooden arch like doors that seem to intimidate.  Small widows lit by candles. The atmosphere was intriguing.  Calm on the outside with a subtle under current of lasciviousness.   The driver opened the door; He got out first and offered his hand for me to follow. I placed my hand zealously in his. I settled my arm in the crook of his and He guided me in to the building.  It was nothing that I had imagined. Huge large chandeliers hung from the ceiling, large church candles on pedestals were strategically placed along the corridor towards a desk that stood lonely in the center. A woman dressed in an elegant full black dress acknowledged us.

“Good evening, Stacey Will show you to your table and will be your attendant all night” A slim woman; I would put her at the same age as the receptionist appeared from a dark corner.

“Good evening Please follow me” her voice was light and welcoming.  We followed the slight blonde through an archway at the far end of the corridor. She twisted the knob on the door and pushed it open letting us go first.  Of course, He went before me, as we both could not fit through the door together. He waited in the other side of the threshold for me join his side.  Our attendant stepped in front to show us to our table. He graciously pulled out my chair as I began to sit He took my hand and kissed the back softly, it sent an electric pulse all the way down my exposed back. Has He helped to push my chair in his fingers brushed the back of my neck and glided down my left shoulder.

The room was as I expected, Divine. Soft lighting, heavy velvet drapes covered the arched windows; dark wood encased the lower half of the walls.  The table wear was plain, Ivory tablecloths, Ivory napkins, that were simply rolled and tided with a ribbon in deep red to match the curtains. I glanced around the room and took note that there was only around five other tables, all laid for two. However, at this time we were the only ones in the small dining room.  Strangely, even though the other tables were vacant, we had been sat on a table in the middle.

“This is a beautiful place” Look up at him through my lashes, I feel like a teenager on a first date. I shouldn't feel conscious this man has done all manner of things to me in the last six hours and yet I still feel…. Umm overwhelmed maybe, it’s so hard trying to explain how you’re feeling when you have no idea what the feelings are.

“Yes it is. I haven’t been here in a while so the menu may have changed. However if the Lamb is on the menu I would recommend it."

“Is that a request; that you would like me to order the lamb, or am I free to choose?” I say with a little more conviction than I feel.

He takes a deep breath “I know I said that you could speak freely however if you think your smart remarks will not go unnoticed, you are very much mistaken. As I said it is a recommendation, you are free to order whatever you like.” His tone is low and I feel the deepness of his voice vibrate in my chest.  I slightly dip my head to one side to acknowledge his comment.

I gaze at the menu and realize that I am starving.  I snap my eyes up to his.  His gaze gives nothing away.  The treasure that I am secretly hiding hums deep inside me

Finally

Finally after nearly a month of a dry spell the words are flowing. Hope to have something real soon.
Ebs x

Apologies

I know it's been a while and I have not been forth coming with my next installment.

It's on it's way I promise. All I can say is that I hit the wall and lost my mojo.

But I'm coming back stronger than a powered up pac-man.

So keep watching this space.

Love you all Lot's 

Ebs xx

Finding Me

This is just a teaser of something that I'm working on.

I stand in the elegant Monet Personality Suite of the Savoy Hotel, gazing at myself in the vast full-length mirror. I’m wearing a black lace bra and matching thong the material is so soft and delicate an identical suspender belt sit’s on my hips which clasps the lace tops of the gossamer nude stockings. My long brown hair is down and styled in large lose curls and my make-up is flawlessly perfect, thanks to the beautiful Bridgette, whom he called to pamper me. I feel exquisite, alluring even. I feel precious; this divine man has shown me nothing but admiration, a new way to express myself.  I feel a spark deep with me ignite and I feel that finally I will never be afraid again.

I continue to gaze at myself.  Should I feel different, guilty maybe? I should, I know I should but I don’t. I’ve lied, been deceitful and to top it all off. I’ve just had the most amazing sexual experience of my life, and all without my husband.

I feel his presence behind me a spark of electricity crackles through my body and if you close your eyes and listen very carefully, it sounds like a streak of lightening illuminating the stormy sky. I feel his warm seductive breath on the nape of my neck.

“Don’t turn around” He whispers in my ear. I feel a tingle tickle its way down my back as his nose softly brushes my ear “I have something for you.  Slightly spread your legs” his voice is soft like velvet yet his tone is strong and authoritative.  I bid as I am told and slowly open my legs.  He doesn’t touch me, but deftly slinks down behind me. He places his hands on my warm ass and gently begins to massage my tender skin. Slowly achingly slowly, he moves his generous fingers firstly down my right thigh, moving his way to the crease of my knee and places a indulgent kiss on my sensitive skin. Then continues to glide down my leg. Then seamlessly repeats the process on my left leg. “You have beautiful legs” he breaths.   His hushed voice twisting deep in my psyche, how can just a voice turn you on?

I feel his finger at the top of my thong and he pulls it away from my skin.  I feel a delicious pull as the fine fabric becomes taught around my swollen bud. I gasp with pleasure. He tugs the lace again, the friction is intoxicating.

“Like I said I have a small gift for you. You will wear it while we are at dinner. Do you understand?”

“Yes” I breathe.  I feel his slick fingers begin to tease me. He move the delicate fabric tone side then seductively he inserts one long square finger inside me then another, I savor his welcoming touch as he teases me.  My breath becomes deep and in the darkest pit of my sole I feel a pull of excitement. I feel my slick arousal as he spreads it around my aching entrance.

I feel something push against me and he slowly inserts and object into my ever ready opening.

“This is a vibrating bullet, which I have control over. You will keep this in for the evening.”

“What do you mean you have control?” I ask meekly. I know I should not be asking questions however, my curiosity is piqued. And as if on cue I feel a sharp stinging pain across my tender behind the crack echoes around the large room I bite my tongue as not to cry out.

“You do not question me, you do as I say. No questions asked” His voice is menacingly soft and I feel a pleasing sensation ripple through me. I feel the sensation of the bullet it’s weighty and slightly cold. Wow, this is erotic. “You will not remove this, you will absorb the pleasure and if you behave you will be rewarded do you understand?”

“Yes” My voice giving me away. He obviously presses one of the buttons on the remote as my hidden treasure sends delicious waves of ecstasy through me. Then the sensation becomes more, pulsing, faster, the intensity grows and I feel myself wanting to moan in pleasure this is hedonistic then it stops instantly. This is beyond anything I have ever experienced.  This is hot, no way beyond hot this is thermonuclear. I’m aching, I clench the muscles around the bullet for some welcome friction. Oh no please don’t stop it I want a release I mew in my head.

“I will have total control” he starts it again this time I cannot control my cry.

“Arrgghh” I moan quietly

“You will be quiet” then slaps my ass again.

“Yes I understand” fuck me this is out of this world, me a twin set, pearl tooting house wife, surely this cannot be legal.

“Stand up straight” he orders.  I bring my legs back together. As I move I can feel the pull on the bullet, it feel’s alien, constantly pushing down, a sense of continual fullness. “you may turn around and look at me now” His hair is still slightly damp from his shower and looks almost black, his azure blue eyes gleaming with desire, he rakes them over my body. I feel strangely self-conscious just stood in my underwear, underwear that he has brought me, but also adored.

“I think I would like to Dress you now. Come with me.” I follow him into the vast bedroom of the Suite. He gracefully walks over to the wardrobe and pulls out a black dress bag with “Jovani” discretely written on it “I hope you like it?” his tone is one I have not heard before, apprehension may be. He casually glides the zip down the long sleek carrier places his hand inside and carefully lifts out the dress.

 I’m stunned.

Short Story

Hi all,
Well the book thing hasn't gone to well of late so I have been writing a few short stories. Just going to have a read through and will pop them up later. 
Hope you all have a great day 
Love you lots
Ebs x

Evening

Hi all, Sorry that I haven't posted anything lately,  I have been working on my book.  Hopefully I'll have a few more teasers in a couple of days. 
Thank you all for stopping by and taking the time to read and share my blog.
Have fun everyone.
Lots of love 
Ebs x

Your mine

After lunch is finished, we stretch out on the couch watching a cheesy black and white movie. I’m lay on your stomach between your legs, you stroke my hair tenderly. Your hand slowly moves down my neck massaging me with your square supple fingers. I let out a moan unintentionally and your dexterous fingers move to my tender breast. My breath spikes and I inhale deeply. Your strong hands move their way down my body, then, you move them under my top. Your soft hands trace their way back up to my ample breast and you hook your fingers beneath the delicate material of my bra.

I sigh deeply at your exquisite and sensual touch. I turn to face you, my eyes coming in to contact with your generous package. I look up at you with hooded eyes and smile sweetly.

I move my hand between your thighs and tentatively make my way up to your arousal. I stroke you over your jeans and you moan seductively. I begin to undo the buttons that keep me away from you.

I ease them over your hard cock and stare in wonder at the sight before me.

I kiss you first. Soft gentle kisses, from the tip to the base savoring your scent and silky hardness.

I turn in your lap and look at you. Your eyes are closed, with a look of sheer pleasure on your face.

I softly kiss your tip. Then, take you in my mouth. I gradually take your hard smooth cock inch by glorious inch deeper and deeper into my throat. You arch your hips as you push yourself deeper, I take you.  I unleash my shielded teeth and drag them along your silky skin. I play,stroking you from balls to ass repeatedly. I hear the groan deep in your throat. I tease your ass more.  Then in a moment of ecstasy, I insert my finger. Your breath hitches and it turns me on.  I suck harder and fuck you with my finger. You are writhing beneath me, I feel you twitch and I suck harder. Enjoying what I am doing to you.  I do not repent; I endeavor my merciful act up on you. I circle my tongue around you. I drag my teeth along you. I penetrate you.  I consume you, then I feel it, a twitch, you stiffen, then pour yourself into my mouth. I let out a pleasing sigh and swallow you down.  I ease you out of my mouth softly kissing you from base to tip. I look up at your beautiful brown eyes and make my way to your lips tenderly kissing your skin across your taught stomach, heaving chest until I lighly kiss your full pink lips.

How was that?

“Amazingly good,” you sigh, then you take me in your ample arms and hold me close to your chest for a long moment.

I smile against you.  You are mine and I am yours and that is all we need.

Taking Over

His glorious mouth set off fireworks deep within me.  I dropped my head back on to  the pillows .He slowly and mercifully trailed soft feather light kisses up and across my over sensitive body. I arched my back pushing my naked chest into him, tempting him, inviting him to take my sensitive skin between those delightful soft lips that could turn me on with just a smile. He takes me up on my offer and gently begins to tease the delicate arch of my breast with his warm lips, tenderly nipping at my skin. I wrap my fingers in his beautifully messy hair and pull him up to me.

“Tell me what you want” he breaths on my neck

“You… Only you” I reply tenderly

I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him towards me.  I feel his lips turn to that delicious smile at the lobe of my ear and I hear him softly laugh. I feel a sudden overwhelming need to take charge, I know this might be a challenge but I twist and forcefully push him off me so I am straddling him.

“Whoa, What the” he laughs at me being in control and his amazing deep blue eyes glisten with his half smile making me melt and want him all the more.

I manage to stay calm, although I am basking in the new found power I find I have over him. I lean forward and gently kiss the edge of his mouth, biting his lower lip and slowly licking his lips with my tongue, he greets me with enthusiasm, deepening our embrace.

I’m Grinding my hips down hard upon him, both completely naked and for once I don’t feel self conscious, he stares at he and flashes me his lopsided grin

“What…?”

“Can we see how far I can go until you… Finish?” I ask suggestively.  A wicked smile widely appears on my face as I make my descent down the perfect body that is mine. Caressing him tenderly I trace my tongue down his perfect stomach until I reach my goal.

“Oh God…” He sighs.

Where are you?

Why aren't you here?
Why can't I feel you?
Your heat, your touch, your sensual kiss?
You leave me hanging,
wanting
needing,
Laying in silence, only the sound of my beating heart.