Where the Massage Led...

On October 17th's horny hump day, I included a snippet from Delfina in which she is getting a massage that just gets deeper and deeper. Here's a follow up from that same scene, when things go over the top.

She curled a finger inside, grazing her G-spot, and then returned to the edge, making circles around the hole until she plunged her fingers in again, finding a deep point of shivering joy that exploded into a second orgasm. Even as she was coming, she saw Martin reach under the table, open a drawer, and pull out a shiny dildo, tapered, long, and thick. He kept stroking his cock, but he gently inserted the dildo into her pussy, moving slowly in and out.

Delfina available for kindle from Amazon.

Filling the hole of loneliness, January 9 2013

Delfina is missing her man after a bad argument, which might lead to a break up. A vulnerable spot, and her personal assistant moves in to help.

Trinity worked the inside of Delfina’s thighs, drawing the skin forward, one hand cupping Delfina’s pubic bone and the other hand tracing the outline of her labia, around, down, and back up. Delfina moaned softly, her pussy now wet and swollen.

She hadn’t fucked anyone since Grant, and she felt the ache inside her, the need to feel the waves of power and pleasure fill her cunt, to spring into the place beyond words, where ecstasy would once again wrack her body.

Delfina available here.

Solstice Sentences. P.K. Belden

Sex at Christmas. Who wouldn't want that for a gift? Probably somebody, but most of us hope for something different, something hot in a cold time.

They circled Central Park in the carriage, Laura's raccoon coat draped over their laps, protecting them from the crisp wind and whistling snowflakes. "I love the feeling of fur," said Jason as his fingers reached inside her panties and brushed the lips of her vulva. He slipped inside her, feeling her wet and warm and willing as she rose from the cushion, pressing against him, whispering, "Deeper, deeper."

Christmas in Three Sentences

This week's post from a work in progress.

She was waiting at the top of the stairs when he came home, coiled tightly inside the toy bag. As he turned the corner of the landing, she hit the remote to start the ipod, and as "Baby Baby" began, she rose slowly, the bag falling away and leaving her standing naked, with two glittered stars hanging from her nipples, and tinsel woven into her pubic hair. His mouth fell open in surprise and undisguised joy, and she spread her legs apart slightly, caressing herself and whispering, "here's a present for you to open, right now."

At the party after the show

Once again, from Delfina, comes a passage of pure sex. In this week's excerpt, Delfina is attending one of those legendary rock show after parties. She's more of a watcher at the moment, and she sees Windsor, a guitarist for a band,  move across a room filled with naked people entangled in a variety of groupings. I can only imagine such scenes, but I know this is probably fairly accurate, from all I've heard.

His head was shaved, his back covered with tattoos, and his cock stood proud and erect as he grabbed a woman’s ass and reached between her legs from the back. She half turned to him, another man’s cock in her mouth, and lifted her hips so that Windsor could get better access to her pussy. She sucked harder as he caressed her with his fingers, and when Windsor pushed his cock up between her legs, the other man came, thrusting hard into her mouth as she rotated her body, grabbing Windsor’s shoulders and pulling him into her cunt. 

Delfina available here.

Three for Today

Three more from Delfina. Enjoy the end of November

She's a rock star, and she writes about her life, including...her love life. Here is part of a verse and chorus of one of her songs. I call it three long sentences.

When we step behind the doors, and your hands are reaching,

I can’t wait to feel the fire to drown out all the preaching.

I’m not in the mood to pray it -

Baby, I’m not ashamed to play it

Your hips know how to say it,

So I’ll just let you know.”

I’ll take the pledge, I’m gonna swear

I’m on the edge, but I don’t care

I know a spot in the middle of everywhere

I love when lightning strikes it

I have sex And I like it.

Delfina available here

Woman's Touch

If you are ever in Madison, Wisconsin, and you are open in how you think about sex, and if you are into female friendly sexuality, which still means a wide variety of things, stop by Woman's Touch. What I love about the store is that everyone who works there is so comfortable talking with customers about any subject I've ever heard people talking about. There's not a hint of sleaze in the store; it's well-lit and clean and spacious.

We need places like this in every town, where people who love sex and who are curious and want to learn and talk openly and experiment in the name of love and pleasure and liberation. All the states run by idiot conservatives who want to put sex back into the dark ages, like the 50s, where all kinds of shit happened but no one talked about it and men were in charge. This is not how I want to live, and I think if most people had the chance and the courage and were willing to let go of power and shame, places like Woman's Touch would blossom and bloom throughout the land.

Or something like that. Anyway, go there if you're nearby. They're a store, a service, and an inspiration.