Yikes!

I swear I didn't fall off the face of the earth but as all you sexy writers out there know, writing typically isn't the job that pays the bills!  The good news is I've made progress on my novel and like a true author, started four more plus some short stories!  So, "yikes" pretty much describes the ongoing and ever multiplying characters in my mind!  It's quite hard to focus on job "one" when all these sexy people are making love in my head!  

Until next time, xoxoxxxo

~Delphine

Quick Suck

Sorry I've been so slow at getting another post up but I've been at the beach rolling in the sand ;)

Here is a quick little BJ for you that I just typed up on my phone so don't hate me if there are some errors!

His lips were bitter against hers and he tasted of stale beer and BBQ sauce.  Mallie didn't mind as long as he paid good.  Besides, it wasn't the taste of his lips that mattered, it was the taste of his cum sliding down her throat that she cared about.  This John had become one of her regulars, every Sunday afternoon he came by rain or shine.  He didn't say much and the only thing he ever wanted was a blow job.  

Today he seemed a little different; he was a little surely and gruff, his shaggy brown hair disheveled and his eyes were full of thunder.  She kept quiet, gave him a beer, turned on some music and started a little strip tease. She swirled her hips, traced fingers up her silken skin then bent over to the floor exposing the warm folds from beneath her little skirt.

Mallie wasn't one of those two dollar hookers, she was a high class escort and house calls were a normal part of her every day routine.  She didn't typically take on new clients out of the blue, but this guy was good looking and was willing to fork over $350 for a dick suck, plus he tipped!

Mallie was good and naked, her ample breasts were bouncing along with the  rhythm of her body as she made her way onto her knees in front of him.  Her hands skimmed up the denim on his thighs to the bulge in his pants.  She unfastened his jeans and pulled them down when he lifted his hips.

She could see the long shape of his cock pushing against his boxers and ran her red nails against the hardness causing him to shudder with pleasure.  Her nimble fingers peeled back the cotton and his cock sprang out like a Jack in the Box, the head of it bouncing off her ready lips.

Mallie didn't hesitate, she took the stiff shaft into her hand and wrapped her lips around the head.  She sucked mercilessly on his silken hardness and felt his veins pulsing against her tongue.  A little pearl bead, salty and creamy, crested the crater at the head and spilled onto the back of her taste buds. She relished the savory essence and sucked harder and faster.  

One hand slid up his shaft, her mouth danced over the tip of his head and her other hand rolled his jewels in a soft tumble between her fingers.  His body tensed, she felt him go rigid and a moan escaped his lips.  Mallie stared up into his eyes and caught him watching her, his gaze drew her pussy in tight and wetted the lips to a damp shine.  Two more deep thrusts and he was all but done for, one more after that and his cum was shooting out in sprays against the back of her throat.  

After a few minutes of basking in the glory of her magic, he stood up, pulled on his pants and straightened his shirt.  Mallie walked him to the door and uncharacteristically, he bent and kissed her pink cheek, "Next time it's you're turn," he said in a gruff voice then planted a wad of hundred dollar bills in her hand.

Mallie took the money, smiled sheepishly to his affection and blew him a kiss as he walked out the door.  When she locked the deadbolt and pressed her back against the cold wood panel, she opened her hand and saw $500 folded neatly against her palm.  She squeezed the money tight, smiled and walked to the kitchen to put the kettle on for tea, she was $500 closer to her goal and that was cause for a celebratory hour of relaxation.  

A Little Wholesome Addiction For You

Hello HOTT readers, 

Last week I was flattered beyond belief when I was mentioned in a Tweet by @WholesomeAddict, a pod cast focusing on sex, porn, erotica and all things in between.  I followed the link and listened to their titillating comments about my blog.  It was the most rewarding and encouraging bit of praise I have received thus far and am deeply appreciative of their comments and affection!  Listen to it here, podcast 75, minute 31.

I went ahead and listened to more of their pod casts and was tuned on; they have an undeniable appreciation for the female body as well as a respectable and healthy attitude toward porn.  May sound silly but they manage to explain porn in a way that makes a woman feel hot and sexy.  They fulfill the promise of reviewing and discussing porn with respect, humor and downright awesomeness so I highly recommend giving them a listen, checking out their website WholesomeAddiction.com and following them on twitter @WholesomeAddict

I couldn’t resist the sensuality and sexiness that their voices and demeanor sparked in me and have written something just for them: 

Mmmm, the sound of that sexy voice rasping through my computer has me in tatters.  When another joins in with an “Ooooh yea,” I know I all but done for.  After spending some quality time clicking through their various pages and pictures of sexy women, playthings and hot sex, I’ve found myself caving to the heat between my thighs.

I can’t resist the urge to feel the things they are describing; their unwavering devotion to the female body, from the way it looks to the way it shakes, has rendered me wet.  After listening to another one of their descriptions of a luscious sex scene I can’t help but want to have them watch me as I touch myself.  I turn up the volume, click on the fan and prop my naked body up with some pillows.  

As the empty room envelopes me I spread my legs and let the cool breeze blow across my moistened lips.  I spread them further and let the air tickle the dark pinkness of my sex hole then let the orgy of their voices fall over my senses as if they are talking to me, “Do you see the way her hips move…Her body is just smokin’…I love the way she gets into it.”

I’m reeling from their exchange, my pussy is wide open, my finger is rolling over the hard little button of my clit and darts of heat are pulsating through my loins.  I am focused on the exchange of words and lapping up every compliment they dish out, “She’s sexy…She’s hot.”  I reach down with one hand, click on my vibrator and tease the tight opening of my pussy.  My walls stretch as I slide the hard plastic past my slickness and into the place that the fan’s air can’t reach.

They’re buttering me up now, telling me how good my performance is, how good I look when I cum and how fast I can get them going.  I pause from rolling my finger over my clit and reach for the other vibrator.  With a sensual swipe I wet it from the juices of my pussy, flick it on then slowly insert it into my tight little ass.  First one inch, then two and then three.  I secure it there and prop it with a pillow so it doesn’t pop out from my flexing inner muscles.

My insides are reeling, vibrating and throbbing with feral need.  Slowly I thrust the large vibrator in and out of my pussy with one hand while I vigorously massage my nub.  It’s hard and hot beneath my fingertips and each sideways roll brings me one step closer to a screaming fit of pleasure.  Everything is mounting as I hear them laugh with envy, “Oh yeah…That’s awesome…I’d do it.”

I’m completely done for, I’m thrashing, my hips are gyrating, my tits are bouncing wildly about my chest and my pussy is clenching against my little rod.  Screams are escaping my lips as my insides explode and a cascade of juices bursts out, soaking my dildo and dribbling down my ass.  The vibration inside me continues and before I fully come down from the first release I soar up with another one, this one harder and faster than the first.

Through all the sensations, all the noise and all the delicious feelings I hear their approval, “That was good…You’ve got to check her out…She’s amazing.”  Relaxed, I slink down into the softness of my pillows, breathing hard and still wet.  I click off the vibrators and let the cool air from the fan caress my pussy and dry my soaking lips.  I mellow out to the silky rasp of their voices in my head and soon find myself asleep, completely content and purring with fulfillment. 

 

                                                                  THE END       

Sexy Litte Game

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I've been working on a lot of short stories as well as reading a TON in order to better my style and voice.  I hope it's working!

This is your LAST CHANCE to get Forbidden House Guest by Priscilla Hathaway for FREE! It's a hot little read with thigh quenching sex and a little bit of naughty!

As always, here is something fun:

I wrapped my fingers in his curly brown hair.  I was on top of him, skirt hiked up and panties to the side.  The lacy fabric was soaked with my wet juices and his cock was buried in my pussy.  My knees were stuck to the leather seat of his truck, stilettos clipping the center console and Prada blazer draped over the passenger seat. 

My tank top was pulled down around my waist.  I was bouncing up and down his shaft, tits bobbing and swaying as my slickness engulfed him.  I was moaning with pleasure as he yelled out my name, "Fuck me Ginger!  Oh God fuck me baby," he ordered.

His hands pressed against my double D's.  He squished them together and sucked on my nipples, flicked his tongue across the little peaks and nibbled them with his teeth.  I was close, a tsunami of pleasure was flooding my loins and I started moaning.  One more flick of his tongue and I went over the edge; my pussy tightened like a vice on his cock.  Sweet nectar dripped from my pinkness and his cock flexed.  I felt him tense again and the sudden heat of his cum shot through me in spurts as he shook with release. 

Time was short, I couldn't spare another moment because I was already late getting home, "Goodnight Max," I whispered into his ear before kissing his lips.

"Same time tomorrow my sweet," he asked.

"Of course my love," I said as I adjusted my clothes and buttoned my blazer.

I hopped out of his truck, fluffed my hair and straightened my skirt before climbing into my car.  I flipped the visor mirror down, applied some lip gloss then took my rings from the cup holder and sunk them back onto my finger.

I rolled down the window and waved goodbye, the two carat rock sparkling in the light.  He waved back, gold wedding band gleaming in the evening sun, "Until tomorrow," he said. 

I blew him a kiss then sped out of the park to the main road; sex on the sly was the best.  I pulled my car into the garage and my husband greeted me at the door, "Hello my sweet you're running late this evening."

"Sorry love," I said as I kissed his lips, "I got caught up in a meeting."  He squeezed me tight to him, "So what do you want for dinner tonight Max," I asked.

Morning Light

Sorry Peeps, I'm just not that great at maintaining this little blog but when I do find the time between all the craziness, I get on here to tap away.  My novel is coming along and I am thrilled even though I don't get to work on it as much as I would like. 

I always seem to come up with fantastic ideas, jot 500 words down then get back to other commitments without plotting an ending or middle.  For my novel I had this ending semi-planned, but it wasn't that great, jut kind of fulfilled the duties of ending a story and I wanted more of a punch.  One day I found myself jotting down another idea when the light-bulb went off in my head; this is the ending to my novel!  It fit perfectly and now I have the punch, the thrill and the sexiness I was looking for.  I guess good things do come to those who wait!

So without any more jaw flapping, here is a sexy little TEASE for you:

She was lying on the bed, long auburn hair draped over her bare shoulder and shiny copper locks soft against her face.  The light of the morning sun shone through the open window casting a bright glow against her pale skin.  She was naked, pink nipples erect from the whisper of air that kissed them and belly moving with each slumbering breath.

A soft white sheet was entwined between her long silky legs and the tiny tuft of manicured curls below her navel was just visible.  The room was simply decorated yet lavishly designed with white plaster walls, Spanish tiled floors and arched doorways.  Long drapery sheers billowed in the breeze and the sound of birds filled the morning air.

She twisted in her sleep, stretched her arms out then rubbed the sleep from her face.  She opened her eyes and turned to look at the empty space beside her side.  She turned her head toward the window and found who she was looking for; seated in an antique arm chair he was the male equivalent to her good looks.  He was strong and sturdy, tall and lean with a chiseled jaw and mop of golden hair.  His eyes were just as blue as hers were green and his body was a delicious sight.

He had sat patiently watching her sleep, waiting for her to wake.  His cock was stiff and the sight of her stir freshened his arousal and sped the thumping in his chest.  He couldn't wait to touch her, to taste her and to fill her with is seed.  He wanted again to claim her, feel her and hear her scream his name.  He wasn't normally patient, but for her he would wait, he already had waited to see her bare flesh for so long that a few more minutes was nothing.

The sexiness of silence overwhelmed and she beckoned him to the bed with her finger.  He rose up, long legs crossing the room in three steps and cock swaying with each one.  He climbed up onto the bed, pulled the sheet from between her legs and admired the shape of her body.  Elegant limbs, curvy white hips and small perky breasts. 

She grabbed his hands and pulled him forward, spread her legs and let the air brush against her wet folds.  His cock brushed up against her throbbing clit and she took her hand, pressed his cock down to her sweet crevice and pulled him forward.  She was dripping wet, when he slowly thrust his hips forward his cock sank into the dark sweet pinkness of her pussy.

She moaned with pleasure and he rocked in and out of her.  He quickened his pace and she screamed his name, her back arched and her muscles constricted around his shaft.  Her juices dripped down, body seized by orgasm and mind flush with hot need.  He lost it moments later; his head flew back and he began to moan as bullets of liquid fire shot inside of her and filled her loins.

He crumpled down on top of her, kissed the softness of her cheek and let the sticky liquids spill from inside of her.  In minutes they were asleep, cuddled together, his softening member still inside her sweetness and their hearts beating as one.  Nothing had been said, there was no need to say with words what their bodies said with passion and love.

~THE END
 

     

To You My Muse

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I've been putting together some great work.  My time away from writing did wonders for my imagination and I returned to the computer with a new found energy!

I've connected with Aphrodisia Magazine on twitter and am turning over so many ideas for them to enjoy.  I love their concept as well as how encouraging they are to work with!  I've got something pretty sexy completed, just needs a little editing and polishing up.  Think sexy cops, lust and some action.  Visit Aphrodisia Magazine on twitter and give them a follow, maybe you will have something they want!

Grab a copy of Forbidden House Guest and give it a review!  It's only .99 cents and well worth the read!  Priscilla Hathaway does a great job building two people up to a wild night in bed despite one of them being married.  Experience the lust, passion, guilt, nerves and excitement leading up to a vivid and sensual night between the sheets!

Here is a little something sexy I have worked up for someone that makes my heart pound:

To You My Muse, 

How I wish I could get my hands on you; run the tips of my fingers over your skin and turn it to goose flesh.  I want to watch the muscles in your abdomen ripple when I kiss them, to see them flex with anticipation of my touch.  I want the reaper on your side to smile when I nibble the bones of his fingers and the demons on your arms to scream when I scratch my nails into the pictures on your skin.

The sexy messages make me melt, my pussy turns into liquid heat and when I see the image of your cock come across the screen, I can almost taste it in my mouth.  If only I could have my lips around it, suck it and feel it grow against my tongue.  I want to lick the head, swirl my tongue over your most sensitive skin and feel the tip of it hit the back of my throat.  I want to suck your cum out and feel you shake, but I also want to feel your cock planted deep inside of me. 

Mmm, if I could just get on top of you and let the juices of my pussy moisten your tip, I could sink your cock between my folds and tighten my muscles around you.  I would ride you; sink your cock deep then let your shaft hit the cool air as I rise up. The feeling of you rubbing against my sweet spot would send fire through my loins and I could do nothing but ride you harder.  I would let my luscious tits bounce with the motion and would savor your mouth as it was tugging at my nipples. 

The images of your body are burning into my mind; a white hot lust has overtaken my senses and the sound of your voice would turn that heat into an explosion.  My dreams are alive with our sex, your lean body pressed against mine and the vision of our tongues entwined has me waking up with slick juices between my thighs.  There is nothing I can do but relieve the pressure, stick my fingers inside of me and roll a vibrator over the swollen nub of my clit.  I want to call, but the chirping birds and rising sun prove it’s too early to disturb you.  Instead, I scroll through the images on my phone and envision you on top of me, brushing the hair off my brow, kissing my lips and slamming your cock into my pussy.

Oh if I just had you here with my nipples in your mouth and your dick inside of me, I would ride you hard, ride you soft and make us cum.  I know it wouldn’t take long; the years of waiting for this day would have us ready before we even touched.  I would ride your cock until my pussy throbbed, twitched and gushed with orgasm.  I know my passionate moans and tightening muscles would make you tense and I would feel your cock jerk then feel your hot liquid shoot deep inside of me.  I would collapse on you, hard of breath and sexually charged despite the euphoric orgasm. 

It would be wild; it would be sweet, hot, kinky, dirty and delicious.  It would take your dreams and instead of making them come true, it would make them bigger and better; for what I would do to you is beyond your imagination.  Of course it would all start with a simple hello followed by a simple kiss.  That kiss would grow, our tongues would lash out in a wanton embrace, they would slide together and press apart until your cock was firm against my belly.  

Our time together would be wild, erotic and fulfilling.  It would change perspectives and secure the promise of more beautifully messy encounters.  Then, just as it had begun it would end and we would kiss.  This time our kiss would be soft and sweet, our lips would fight the parting and return for more until the ticking of the clock forced us to separate and go our different ways.  Back to seductive messages, sexy texts and our own nimble hands pushed on by the images we have created and the sheer need to find release.    

To you my muse, you are a reward, a trophy and a prize. You are a charm which I covet, a body I desire and a mind that intrigues me.  You are a wonderful specimen of a man and a sexy display for my writings.  To you my muse, I am grateful.

XOXO, 

 ~ D

Mmmmm...

Warning, content not suitable for anyone under 18!

Don't forget to snatch a copy of Forbidden House Guest by Priscilla Hathaway.  It's a sexy short story about two people who come together and break the bond of a marriage in order to taste each others sexual passion!  Read it, love it, review it!  As a special treat I'm offering to review anyone that tosses up a review for Ms. Priscilla!

Anyways:

I'm going back and forth with the idea of self publishing or finding an agent to represent me.  I think each path has it's own benefits and drawbacks so I've come to a conclusion:  I will dedicate a set period of time to finding an agent and if nothing transpires in that time, I will get my novel up through one or several of the available self publishing channels.

Phew, that was a mouthful and now for some quick flash fiction fun:

"Vivian what are you doing," questioned Mason as he watched her sprawled out naked on the bed, moving and moaning.

"Oh God," she screamed, black hair flying wildly about her face as her head thrashed back and forth in pleasure.

Mason stood in the entryway to the room, his cock stiffening in his pants and his mouth open at the surprise of seeing her naked.  She was beautiful, naturally curvy with luscious breasts, rounded hips and a firm yet fleshy ass, "let me suck your cock," she pleaded as he adjusted his growing member.

Mason didn't answer, he quickly unbuttoned his body hugging plaid shirt, kicked off his shoes and loosened his belt.  Before he could get to the zipper of his pants Vivian was on her knees in front of him, popping the snap free and tugging them down.  The over sized plush bed practically glowed underneath the light of the window and he wanted to sink his knees into the pillow top while straddled above her.

Vivian was tenacious and hungry for the sex of a man.  She had his pants around his ankles and his boxers down to his knees in mere seconds.  After a quick glance and lick of her lips she sunk her mouth around his cock and it swelled to greet her.  Her mouth moved expertly up and down his shaft.  Her tongue danced

across his skin and her lips kept a tight seal as she plunged him deep into her throat.  

Vivian could feel his cock stiffen in her mouth until it filled her to the point of near gagging.  Mason had a big cock, huge for that matter, and while it was challenging to suck such an enormous display, her desire for him kept her moving.  She sucked, licked, slurped and teased until she felt his cock twitch and jerk.

Mason's hands suddenly clenched the back of her head, fingers entwining in her hair, and he began to moan. Knowing he was near she quickened her pace and cupped his balls in her free hand.  With a loud moan Mason unloaded his sexual soul into her.  His cum slid down her mouth, over the back of her tongue and down her throat in quick spurts of pleasure.  When his sputtering cum ceased, his hands flew out to the door in order to steady himself  As Mason's body swayed Vivian slowly sucked the last little drips of cum from the head of his dick.

"Mmmmm," she whispered, "you taste divine."

Vivian was staring up at him now, from his view her breasts were round and perky and her ass was resting on her heels, "Wow," he breathed, "that was one damn good blow job!"

"I do my best, now let's get you completely naked, it's time to fuck!"

~THE END

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