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Time for some erotica

She sat in his office.. looking beautiful.. a chaotic mess in a dress.. close to tears.. but she trusted him..she was comfortable with him.. ” Why do they reject me.. why do they resent me?” she asked him in sobs.. blue/green eyes on the verge of exploding into tears of passion and rage.. He spoke to her softly ..with gentleness he said ” You threaten them with your potent sexuality.. you are ahead of your time.. you make them feel insecure .” Tears began to roll down her checks.. as he spoke the words she knew were the truth..the truth she dreaded because she didn’t know how to be anything else but what she was.

” But I don’t know how to hold it in. I don’t know how to hold it back.. I have a fever in me..a passion that burns me up and it burns them too doesn’t it?” She curled her legs up to her chest.. kicking her high heeled open toed shoes onto the floor with a thud.. the strap of her cream colored summer dress slid seductively onto her shoulder.. he tried not to notice.. he reminded himself to stay professional.. neutral.

But when she started to sob he couldn’t help but cross the room to sit beside her and rub her shoulders. She looked up into his dark brown eyes.. his eyes so dark they reflected back to her.. her own tear filled gaze.. she saw her sorrow in his eyes.. and he saw her see it.. he took her into her arms ” Gloria..” he said sweetly and tenderly.. “You will find someone.. you will find someone that gets you.” She rested her head on his strong shoulder.. and and leaned into his lap.. ” Please just hug me for a while Frank.” and so he did.. getting lost in her scent..in her warmth..in the softness of her shoulders that he continued to message ..and then he placed his chin on her silky hair..just then she turned her head and their lips brushed.. so lightly .. yet with such heat.. he lost control and kissed her.. the kiss was claiming..and the fire was ignited.. there was no turning back..

She pressed her firm breast against his dress shirt.. his hands slid under the other strap of her summer dress exposing her shoulders and he kissed down her neck.. she begged him not to stop..she said ” I need you.. I need you to make love to me with tenderness and love.. I need you to heal my shattered heart.” ┬áHe exposed her soft round breast .. and then the other..bringing her dress down to her waist.. he cupped them both as she graceful tossed her head and hair back..arching as he took her hard nipples into his mouth.. he took his time giving her the pleasure she so longed for..

Then, in her need to have his chest exposed she clawed frantically at his tie and shirt… and he then helped her undress him.. and all at once he pulled her dress to the floor.. they kissed and necked as she reached for his hard erection through is pants ” Gloria .. Gloria ” he panted.. he moaned ” We should stop Gloria..this is so unprofessional of me… but I can’t stop unless you stop me.. I just can’t stop.” She unzipped his pants ” I won’t stop you Frank.. don’t stop Frank.. I won’t tell anyone.. make love to me.. I need you” She clawed his pants down..and sank to her knees in front of him.. she took is member in her hands.. his sweet, silky firm shaft.. she looked up at him lovingly as she took him in between her soft wet.. full lips.. he groaned as he felt her tongue stroke and pull on him… when he knew he was close.. he picked her up and placed her on his couch… and then he used his tongue on her.. she lay open and vulnerable for him.. totally exposed..sweet and sexy.. like the most exotic fruit.. they made eye contact as his tongue made contact .. he said ” I am not stopping until you beg me too.” because she trusted him; she had multiple orgasms.. big beautiful orgasms that she lost her heartache in.. she withered and screamed out his name..she cried with relief and bliss..as he did what all the others feared to do.. he loved her instead of hurting and mocking her.. he mended all the sorrow.. and then she begged him..” Please .. Please .. Please Frank I need you inside of me!!!”.. he rose..and stood above her..

He thrust deeply and with intensity.. making eye contact with her.. he was fully present for her.. for her pleasure but also for his own.. she was swollen and engorged .. every stroke was fire.. and every scream spoke of the passion between them… she had so much frustration..and he had repressed his feelings for her for far too long..they were an explosion of passion and pure rapture..

The pain and sorrow were long forgotten ..all that was left..was this pure bliss.. a white hot flame.

His madness in me

 

I crave his pain.. his demons disease..

his madness in me

My flesh flushed in need..

his madness in me

My heart how it bleeds of fire..

his madness in me

I await him trembling with desire..

his madness in me

I want his punishing needs obsessive to please..

his madness in me

To break me until I am consumed of ..

his madness in me

His mistress of pleasure I will be ..

his madness in me

The Art of Pleasuring

 

I believe that we have forgotten how to truly pleasure ourselves, we have been duped into thinking that pleasure is expensive when it is the simple things that bring the most pleasure. Women have become manicured, well behaved and seeking male approval and by doing so they have not learned how to pleasure their own minds, bodies, spirits and hearts. To be tamed is to become dried and brittle.. to be wild is be wet and and playful.. but we are made to believe that is when a woman becomes a slut. . I am always redefining everything.. even words are but nothing without the meaning that we put on them by our perspectives or social conditioning. Social conditioning is what tames the wild out of every woman.. when in fact a pleasure seeking slut is what she needs to become to set herself free… free to explore her own body, her sexual fantasies .. to touch her own skin, caress her own heart.. to think her own juicy thoughts..to run down that path.. to let her spirit guide her..

What does this contentment look like? How is it found? It is found in giving yourself permission to explore the sensual..if it be a lazy day in the sun, sleeping naked, savoring melted chocolate on your tongue.. to move your body through sensual dance our pounding strength workouts.. it comes by saying no.. no to those who drain a woman of her essence, demanding that she give all of her energy and time away, no to the games people play, saying no to others to make room for the self. To care about you, so that you can be more present in taking care of others..but truly even more succulent is to secretly not give a shit.. to rebel against the social norms of the well behaved woman.. to go deep into your own world and sexual fantasies and not be sorry one damn bit..

To imagine what you will about whom you will..to imagine him fucking you just the way you want him too.. to take the time alone in your room to eat dark chocolate, read erotica, listen to your favorite mood music and touch between your own softness.. to gush, to wither, to moan and thrash.. to be dripping, moist, fleshy and juicy just for you… to explore your darkest, dirtiest fantasy and not regret it.. don’t be sorry.

Succumb and submit to the erotic self… love your erect nipples, the the catching of your breath, the sweet softness of your own feminine flesh.. no matter your age or size.. no matter .. for you are a Goddess..

The wild calls to us.. it calls us back to our primitive nature.. to fill ourselves once more with sunshine, playtime, ┬áthis horny lust for life that women have forgotten competing for male attention, competing as to who can work the hardest; complete the most tasks, work the longest hours.. while she should be sleeping, soaking up the sweet beauty of the night when she can… moonlight on her voluptuousness..star dust on her breast..

This dirty sin that we label as slutty .. that we call bad..this badness is so good, so right and erotically it is the elixir that we need to cure us..to make us and keep us wet… the climax of life, the orgasm that never lets up.

I want my sexy back

 

It’s ironic.. so ironic.. ya I really do think..

Here I am promoting Goddess work and sexuality..and though the process I have lost my sexy.

Men and women have both drained me of my sexy.

Woman because they get jealous and pissy with another women expressing sexuality because they see it as competitive.

Men because they are overwhelmed by a woman walking tall.. they fear being manipulated by a woman who is comfortable in her sex..so I am treated like an oddity..

Being treated like an oddity.. turns me off.

Dealing with so called professional men online has turned me off.. they profess to be about love, courage and to be humanitarians ..when really they just use these as platforms on which to launch themselves into social success.. a total turn off.

People who lie turn me off..the make me cold..not sexy at all.

I find so many professional people do this.. men and woman

Professing to hold a place of non-judgement.. but then they judge..they lie.

I just wish people would be who they say they are..off and online.

I wish the majority of men would stop being such little wimpy boys; and women who see other women as competition would stop being bratty little princesses and grow up.

I am at a loss right now on how to get my sexy back.. I don’t trust anyone right now..not after what I have learned about people.

It doesn’t seem like there is a man enough that is man enough for a strong evolved woman..

Or at least he hasn’t made himself known to me..

 

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