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. 

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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.

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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.

Threesome in three sentences

From my book Delfina.

Delfina chances on an encounter with a very open couple in a penthouse high above Las Vegas.

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0096TKHM2

Marc pulled Delfina so that she was lying sideways, one leg resting on the top of the couch, the other splayed open for his mouth. He still knelt on the floor, but Janice moved under his legs, her back to the couch, taking his cock in. He fucked her mouth as he licked Delfina’s cunt, all three of them moving together like tidal water rising and falling, lapping against seaside rocks. 

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Delfina's three

Two weeks ago in the horny hump day post, Delfina received a massage that kept escalating in intensity and heat. In this week's - 

Delfina writhed on the table as he continued to rub his cock and move his hips, thrusting forward with his head thrown back. She leaned forward, pushed two fingers inside her vagina, and fucked herself, slowly and rhythmically. 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.

Read the whole story of a rock star's search for love and great sex here.

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Halloween humping day

To celebrate the season, the best of all holidays.


With his penetrating gaze, Scott admired her Halloween costume from head to toe: her short red skirt, sequined bra, fish net stockings, shiny red stilettos, and the glitter twinkling on her cheeks. "What would you pay for an hour with me?" she teased, licking her lips and rubbing a chocolate truffle across them. His cock rose in his jeans as she added, "And to complete my costume, I'm not wearing underwear."

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Lube revealed, and three sentences too.

Let's get right to it this week.

Again from Delfina, my erotic novel about a rock star searching for pleasure, and, in the end, love, available from Amazon here as a kindle book.

The massage from last week's post has progressed beyond what's commonly accepted in the massage trade. The masseur can't contain himself as he touches her body. Delfina can't contain herself, either.

“Lick me harder,” she commanded, letting go of her breasts and taking his head in her hands again, pressing his mouth harder against her clit. She felt the pleasure soar, her skin swollen, her hips pushing against him in an embrace that she did not want to release.  She threw her head back, arching her hips, begging for more, but he resisted, giving her a whisper of a touch, making her want him harder, full against her cunt.

And as for the promised lube that we love.

Pink. We swear by it. It doesn't get dry or become sticky. We just keep gliding. Available many places. We buy several bottles at a time, and if I could just sell a few more books, we'd probably invest in a case. If you've tried pink and like something else better, leave a comment about your preference. I'd love to know. It's the silicone kind, not the water based, as there are two versions. You can buy a bottle or in packets for traveling. 

In the meantime - -  - - - Happy sliding, everyone.

P.K. Belden

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