Welcome to the world. We need you. Become who you fully are. Naseyah Naseyah Naseyah. I don’t even know how to spell your name. But I hope to never forget it. This is for you…”bursting out of me.”
There is a dire need for marriage to be explored in erotic literature. Where are you and your partner on the spectrum of sexual expression? Wherever you fall, be it romantic and intense or wild and creative, you’ll find an image of your true exotic selves in any one of these stories. So please enjoy the teaser…and I hope for you to enjoy the book even more!
Read the first seduction here
I forgot this part…
I wonder how the wet tip of your tongue would feel on my little clitty
Would you lick each side of it, and then then down the middle?
Would you suck on it?
Would you talk to it and tell it to swell up for you, get hard for you, stand up for you, or maybe even
just for your toungue?
I LOVE to lick the juices I create for you off of your chin…It’s like I’m tasting myself off of the face of a King
Maybe we could do something really nasty and you allow me to sip my own juices out of your mouth?
We could switch it back and forth and let it roll all over our tounges, like kids do with bubble gum.
I feel like a kid with you sometimes, exploring.
I hope you enjoyed my little journey.
Where do you wanna take me? I’ll follow you anywhere…
This was posted about a month ago on a social network. It was a subliminal message to someone deeply special to me…and they weren’t even speaking to me at the time. Just goes to show desire knows no “No’s”…(evil smirk)
My hand is on laying on top of my pussy, but it should be your hands
I love your hands. I always look at hands on man, yours are big and strong…
So what I want you to do is just massage, just knead my pussy like you really need it.
I wonder how you would be with her.
I imagine you would go slow, I wonder would you spread her lips open like a delicately petaled flower?
Would you examine it like a doctor would?
That sooooo turns me on…I would lay there totally open while she just starts oozing slippery wet liquids that make your fingers nice and juicy.
I want you to smell her
I wonder would you put your nose in it and inhale and breathe on her with desire?
I have a feeling you would put your middle finger all the way inside me and start playing with my g-spot…that would make me say things that right now I’m “much to shy to say.”
I’m in so much pain, but wanting you eases it.
So I’ll just lay here in bed touching myself and calling out for you, because I know you want me too.
I feel better already…
I’m really vocal and LOUD during lovemaking, and I LOVE it. One time it totally killed the mood of one lucky man, because the neighbors banged on the wall. Jealous they were, I say…but this is why I SCREAM…
It’s because I have a screamin’ sex demon inside of me
Yearning to get out
And…she needs her breath to flow like the living waters
From my pussy
Jesus spoke of those living waters
And yes they give you life…
I taste my secretions so sweet…sticky…almost white
Foaming like ocean…
while my breath vibrates my vocal cords…
my mouth a wet receptacle for cock
tongue presses down as the volcano erupts
and i fucking scream as loud as i can
that you are loving me
and you are fucking me
that i’m gonna come….
as one orgasm runs into the next…
my voice gives life to them
i will not muffle the screams
something is being born
ripping out of me
as painful as it is sweet
a screamin sex demon
devouring all silence…