Continued from Shopping for men.
Alexandra stared at the notification in her app. One of the men she scrolled onto had contacted her.
Oh my god, what have I done, Alexandra worried. Then, her eyes glanced at the clock on her phone. Almost 11, I have to work tomorrow, she thought to herself as she pondered what to do.
Frankly, she wasn’t going to get herself all worked up tonight. She didn’t want to go to sleep worrying about what she’d done, or what sort of lunatic she may have attracted via this dating app. Better wait for tomorrow, she told herself. She needed a clear head to tackle this app, and its men.
Continue reading “The torrid weekend that was”
This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. To read this story in consecutive order, start here: part 1, part 2, part 3.
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While Andrew continued his torturous play between her legs, Alexandra placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He shifted his position slightly to allow for her to hang on to him as she buckled and twitched under his touch. Just as she felt a wave of approaching orgasm roll through her, Andrew removed his fingers and touched them to his lips. He took a deep breath in and closed his eyes.
Alexandra watched in fascination. This was a man who hungered for her in ways she never encountered before.
When Andrew opened his eyes again he stared at her and placed his fingers, wet with her juices, in front of her lips.
“Taste yourself,” he commanded her.
Continue reading “Seductive torment in the cabin”
This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. In the previous chapter (part 2) they were planning a day trip to explore some properties for a future project of Andrew’s. Before that (part 1) Alexandra fantasized about a sexual experience with her friend which led to a frustrating night without relief.
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The cabin looked inviting with its big stone fireplace and the huge framed windows. But it was the scenery through the windows that enhanced the seductive atmosphere; nothing but trees and water.
“There’s a lot of privacy here,” Andrew said, reading Alexandra’s mind. Quickly, she turned to give him a sly smile.
“Sure is,” she agreed before turning her attention back to the window.
Continue reading “A cabin of opportunities and benefits”
A stand-alone piece that’s connected to Longing for orgasmic release using the same two characters: Alexandra and Andrew. Pondering their platonic friendship and the possibilities of a friends with benefits relationship.
“What would happen if we kissed?”
Andrew stated the question bluntly, without preliminary chitchat. This is how it’s been with him since the beginning, Alexandra thought. The demand for truth and full disclosure in all their conversations. He had always insisted that if she wanted to know something, to ask him directly.
She stared at him. The sexual tension continued to make its presence known, but other than a few virtual boundaries, they hadn’t crossed the lines in real life. Theirs was a platonic friendship, at least for now.
Or was it?
Continue reading “The intricate complications of friends with(out) benefits”
She’s lying there, naked, with a fully dressed man straddled on top of her. He had just tied her arms to the headboard above the her head with silk scarves, not too tight, but leaving her unable to reach for him.
She longs to reach for him. To pull his head toward her to allow for a kiss.
Does he want to kiss me, she wonders while watching his face.
He in the meantime is checking the knots he secured on her wrists with the scarves. Then, he glides himself backwards until he straddles her knees, and looks at her. Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 2)”
This is a sequel to Emerging submission.
“Have you ever done this before?” She asks him with just a hint of trepidation.
“Yes,” he responds simply.
She wants to know more details, but isn’t sure how to ask.
They’re in the bedroom. She’s standing next to the bed and he’s rummaging in the bottom drawer of his dresser.
When he gets up and turns to face her, he has some long, silk scarves in his hands.
Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 1)”
Part 1 Her mischievous plan
Part 2 Her mischievous plan continued
Clicking send in my app, with my nude selfie attached, was a little nerve-wracking. I knew he was busy networking with business associates. Would he bother checking his phone at all while on the golf course? Would he suspect it was me, and instinctively know I was probably up to no good?
He knew I had it in me to tease and torment him. When he left, he was keenly aware of the state I was in – naked, satisfied, and needy.
Continue reading “Her mischievous plan evolved”
Continuation of Her mischievous plan.
While eating the food delivered by Steve, I analyzed the seductive pictures he took of me with my phone. Then I scrolled back to the nude selfies I took earlier, before room service arrived.
My plan was to send two very specific images to my guy who was busy golfing with his business associates. I wanted to torment and tease him, to remind him what’s waiting for him back in the room.
Continue reading “Her mischievous plan continued”
“I will see you in a bit,” he said.
“Stay like this,” he added with a twinkle in his eye.
I rolled over to my side and looked it him.
“You mean naked?” I asked, feigning shock. I was still in bed with no concrete plans to get up and go anywhere any time soon.
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He was walking a chocolate lab in the same park as her. Wearing shorts despite the drizzle. The lab was pulling him toward the edge of a small wood.
She was walking her white mutt along the path, away from him in the opposite direction, toward the pebble beach.
The two dogs interrupted their sniffing every once in a while to check each other out from afar.
Dogs are not afraid to get to know one another, she thought to herself. They are curious and perfectly comfortable letting the other dog know they are interested in meeting them.
She wondered why some people weren’t like that.
She wasn’t like that. Continue reading “Stranger in the Park”