Saturday, August 16, 2008

Yasmin Ogur: Vampyra


You've all heard that flirty saying "I don't bite...hard." Well, Judy's one of those flirts, and when word gets out about her nibbling habits, she becomes those most sought-after dyke on the block! Just call her "Vampyra."

Friday, August 8, 2008

T Meehan: Lake Front


By T Meehan


The last of the afternoon sun’s rays filtered through tree branches to caress the wooden floor with its golden light. The campaign fundraiser party had quieted as groups of women sat together sharing their stories. I had settled into a soft leather chair to absorb the energy surrounding me. I watched dust particles perform an erratic dance in the sun’s beam, fascinated by how the particles seemed to dance around each other in an exotic form of tag. My mind wandered to the owner of the home and host of the party. She was my primary incentive for attending and contributing to the campaign of the candidate. Contributing to a strong woman’s campaign was something in which I believed, but it was an added bonus to be able to attend an event in the home of a woman I enjoyed watching.

I sipped cold mineral water from the bottle in my hand and nearly spilled the liquid down my chest when I saw her.

Feet clad in hiking sandals stepped into the beam, sending the dust dancers scattering. My eyes slowly followed the curve of her instep, past her ankle, to begin the journey along her very strong legs. Nearly sheer fabric gripped her powerful thighs as she slowly crossed the room. A smile pulled at the corners of my mouth as a vision developed in my mind of my tongue on her smooth thigh. I could feel myself becoming wet as my eyes caressed her sensuous curves.
I envisioned peeling the silky fabric from her body to expose her rounded hips as my eyes continued their journey along her sturdy torso. The discussions surrounding me washed over me much like an ocean wave lapping at warm sand. The women’s voices in the room felt like delicate hands dancing over my skin as my mind continued to savor images of my tongue moving over her body. Gazing intently, I failed to notice that she had stopped walking and had turned to face me. My mind reveled in the caress of my tongue on her skin as my eyes lingered over her chest before sliding along her throat to her face.

I was momentarily caught off guard when our eyes met.

I did not look away, but smiled as I sipped from my bottle. I noticed color rise in her neck as she stood before me. I slowly licked the moisture from my lips in part to keep from chuckling at her discomfort. Color crept into her face as she watched my tongue remove the mineral water from my lips. My heart pounded inside my chest as I stood, rising before her as I set the bottle on a coaster.
Slowly I swept my eyes down her body and back up, smiled as my eyes met hers, and informed her I was in need of some fresh air before gently brushing against her as I passed. I could feel her hand turn to brush mine as I slowly walked past. My smile broadened as my heart thudded inside my chest. Wetness generated by my anticipation of touching her seeped into my cotton knit boxers as I walked outside.
I needed to move away from the desire to throw her down on the couch and peel the fabric from her body. I stepped into the sunlight and blinked against the startling brightness. Stepping beyond the walkway to the wooded path leading toward the water, I breathed in the sweet moisture coming from the lake. The humid air was thick, smelling of musk from the moss growing at the base of the trees, its scent feeding my desire for the sexy brunette.

My vision of her distracted me and I failed to notice footsteps behind me.

I stepped off the trail to lean against a tree as I watched ducks playfully moving in the water. My view of the lake was suddenly blocked when she stepped before me.

Startled by her bold appearance, I greeted her with a grin.

“I have to say that I cannot remember feeling so stripped by someone who is not actually touching me.” Her dark eyes met mine, locking me in her intense stare. “Do you always look at people that way?”
“Mmm.” I said slowly. “Only sexy women.” My eyes remained fixed on hers as I shifted against the tree’s trunk. Looking her up and down one more time, I slowly asserted, “And especially women who inspire the visual stripping.” I smiled slightly and winked as I wiped my sweaty palms onto my jeans. My palms were the only indication of the gamble I took with my responses. I could see color flushing her neck and cheeks as I stepped away from the tree, encouraged by her response.
“Would you like to walk with me down to the shore?” I began to walk without waiting for her to respond. My heart skipped a beat when I heard her fall into step behind me. I felt the lubrication of my desire flow from me as I envisioned peeling the clothes from her strong body.
“Tell me something.” She stood next to me as we stopped at the water’s edge. Her forearm brushed mine, making my heart flutter. “Do you always look at women like that?”
“Is it a problem for you?”

All of the heat in my body traveled to the spot where her forearm rested against mine. I resisted the urge to take her arms and push her against the steep bank. I turned toward her to see her more clearly. Taking in the scent from the lake, I could smell her sweet musk mingling with the lake’s aroma.

Grinning, I quipped. “I enjoy taking in nature’s beauty.”

Her hand reached out and firmly grasped my waistband. “Yes, well I just hope you can be as talented with your body as you are with your eyes.” She grinned while she lifted my waistband to press the fabric of my jeans into my aroused flesh.
She winked and asked softly. “Why don’t we check out the boathouse over there?”
She pulled me closer as she turned to begin making her way across the rocky beach toward the small building. I walked beside her, growing wetter as the seam in the crotch of my jeans was pulled tight against the lips of my dripping flesh.
I allowed her to lead me, relishing the pressure from her grip. My tongue slowly traced the line of my lips as I reached toward her ass. Her attempt to take control sent shockwaves shooting through me as we made our way to the boathouse.

“I have as much talent as you need, love.” I heard her breath catch in her throat as my fingers slid between her strong thighs.
We entered the boathouse together and stepped into the small craft floating in the water.
I watched her walk to the rear of the boat and turn to face me as she lowered herself to the padded leather bench seat. I licked my lips in anticipation of touching her soft skin. I approached her, reaching out to gently trace her jaw line with my fingertips. A growl rumbled softly in my chest as I leaned in to kiss her. I straddled her lap as my tongue playfully tickled her lips. My hands cupped her breasts as my fingers teased her erect nipples.
I slipped my tongue into her mouth as my thighs pressed into hers. My own breath quickened as my tongue caressed hers. I felt her hands opening my jeans before her fingers slid into my underwear and between my very wet lips in search of my pulsating clit. I sucked her tongue into my mouth while I gathered her shirt in my hands to pull it off over her head. Her skilled fingers returned to surround my very hard clit, making the shaft feel as if it were penetrating her.
“Mmmm, so nice.” I say with admiration as my hands cup her exposed breasts. I leaned over to play with her nipples with my tongue, gripping the puckered flesh between my teeth. I teased each one as her fingers pressed into me in rhythm with my grinding thrusts.
Without warning, I felt her teeth bite into the flesh of my shoulder. She sucked the flesh gripped between her teeth as I thrust into her hand. Spasms shot through my body while her fingers continued working my pulsating clit. A growl roared from deep within my chest as I gripped her head between my palms to kiss her. My tongue pushed inside her soft mouth to claim her before I released my grip.
Reluctantly, I slid off her lap to allow the removal of her khaki shorts, regretting that her hand no longer had access to my throbbing clit. I deftly opened the clasp of her shorts and slid them over her hips.
Kneeling between her feet on the boat’s deck, I slid my hands beneath her knees and lifted her shapely legs to my shoulders. I winked at her as I playfully bit the inside of her thigh before pulling her closer to the edge of the seat. I turned my head to bite the inside of her other thigh hard enough to leave a mark.
A mixture of groan and growl escaped her full lips as she grabbed my hair to pull me into her dripping flesh.
I resisted just enough to tease her. My tongue slowly traced the edge of her lips, parting them slowly. She moaned and pushed toward my face while she used her strong legs draped over my shoulders to pull me closer. The tip of my tongue sought her swollen clit. I slowly circled the very swollen shaft of her pulsating flesh.
I growled into her while the tips of my fingers danced over her thighs.
“You need to stop teasing me!”
I looked up into her eyes as I blew on her wet clit.
“Fuck!”
I grinned and winked up at her as I flicked the tip of her throbbing clit. I saw her throw her head back as I sucked her swollen clit between my teeth.
“Yes! Suck me!” My tongue continued to tease the tip as my mouth sucked her clit deeper. My hands reached for her heaving tits, massaging and teasing the nipples.

I felt her grab my right hand while I continued sucking her pulsating flesh.

Her breathing deepened in a faster rhythm as she pressed my fingertips against her lips. I glanced up and saw her suck my fingers into her mouth.
I gasped into her pussy as my fingers were surrounded by the silky wetness of her mouth. She sucked deeply, and I could feel the opening of her throat close around my fingertips. My own pussy gushed in appreciation of her talented mouth, soaking my jeans. My clit jumped every time she sucked harder as if a nerve connected my fingers to my throbbing clit.
I was grateful I was already on my knees when I felt her tongue playfully tracing the outline of each of my four fingers. I was so turned on by seeing her suck my fingers that I was having difficulty focusing on my task as she toyed with my fingers inside her very soft, wet mouth. My clit was reaching out to my jeans in an attempt to find some attention for itself while strangled growls vibrated against her clit inside my mouth.
My tongue plunged inside her and her groans vibrated against my flesh while she bit my fingers. The discomfort was not quite pain, just a pressure that could have become painful if she wished to inflict it. Her tongue extended to reach the tips of my fingers she had just removed from her mouth.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said huskily as she re traced each of my fingers with her tongue.

I shifted slightly to allow room for my hand to slide under my chin as my heart pounded in a rhythm with my clit. My tongue circled her clit as my wet fingers slid into her moist folds.
“Oh yes, use all your fingers. Fill me.”
I sucked on her as I pushed four fingers inside her. A rumbling growl rolled from deep inside her chest and past her lips as I felt her take my short hair in her strong fingers.
“Oh yes. Yes! Push deep inside me.” Wetness flowed from me as I felt her velvety flesh squeeze my fingers.
My clit throbbed as I envisioned its swollen shaft being squeezed by her velvety cunt. I rose up to kiss her while pushing my thumb against her pulsating clit.
She panted and groaned inside my mouth as my crotch pushed against the back of my hand.
“I want to fuck you hard.” My hips powered each thrust and my clit jumped against my jeans.
She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her. I growled as I felt the pressure build up behind my hand.
“Oh Yes!!” She pulled my mouth against hers, screaming against my probing tongue.
“Fuck me hard and fast!” Her legs pulled me into her.
The muscles inside her clenched onto my thrusting fingers, and I felt a knuckle crack inside her. Her arms clutched me to her as she screamed out, convulsively squeezing me with her legs. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she bit into my neck, pulling me with her as she fell back against the bench cushion.
I convulsed against my wrist as she sucked my bitten flesh into her mouth. A growled roar joined her muffled screams as I pushed deep inside her.
She sighed deeply as smaller waves of pleasure flowed over her much like an incoming tide. I felt her velvet clench, release, and then clench again in rhythm with her clit. I rested against her, taking in her musky scent.
“Mmm, nice.” I murmur into her throat as I nip at her neck. “I think my fingers actually came inside you.” I whispered while pulling her earlobe into my mouth and tickling it with my tongue. Her legs tighten around me again and I feel her nails dig into my back.
“Stay inside me. I want you to fuck me again, only slower.”
Our lips met, and my tongue slipped into her moist mouth seductively dancing with hers. My clit jumped against my jeans as she sucked my tongue deeper inside her mouth and dug her nails into my back.
My hips gently rotated behind my hand, moving my hand in a circular motion inside her. I could feel the muscles of her pussy clamping onto my fingers, squeezing them together. My clit rubbed against my jeans as I continued to grind against my hand, pushing my fingers deep inside her velvety cunt.
“I want to hear your pleasure. Sing for me.” I teased the top of her mouth with the tip of my tongue, sliding it slowly along the ridges inside her eager mouth. “I want you to cum for me. Cum all over my hand so you can lick it clean.”
I heard a rumble building inside her as she bit my neck. The growl rose inside her throat. “Oh yes, make me cum for you.”
Her powerful legs clamped around my waist, pulling me against her. I felt her nails break the skin of my back as she gripped me and arched her back. “I want to cum for you. Tell me to cum for you.”
My rotating hips ground my clit against the saturated denim of my jeans. Sweat dripped into my eyes as I become aware of my own pussy clenching, pushing fluid from inside me to attempt to mingle with the stream of juices flowing from deep inside her.
“Cum with me now!” My back arched and I felt fluid that would have splashed my knees had I not been in my jeans as she screamed into the flesh of my shoulder. Waves of pleasure rushed through me and I thrust my tongue deep inside her mouth.
After sucking hard on my tongue, she threw her head back to voice her pleasure. “Fuck me! Yes baby, fuck me hard!!”
I bit her throat as she continued to sing out to me. Her voice powered the spasms rushing throughout my body.
We bucked together as our bodies were overcome with wave after wave of pleasure as we rocked together.
Finally spent, I fell against her bare body. She bit my neck playfully as she pulled my shirt off my sweaty torso.

“Now, it’s my turn.” Her tongue tickled my ear as her hands slid under the waistband of my jeans. “After I strip you, I am going to fuck you till you scream.”
Before I could respond, she had shifted her weight, turned me onto my back, and pulled my jeans from me. “Hmm, think you are slick do you?” Her voice changed to take charge of the situation.
I tried to sit up to wrap my arms around her waist but she pushed me back onto the cushion, telling me to lie back and enjoy the ride. I grinned as she held her body over mine.
“Now, I am going to play with you, and you…” She bent to nip at my lower lip before continuing.
“You are going to lie back and let me play with you.”
I tried to lift my head to meet her moist lips, but she quickly moved out of reach. I lay back on the leather cushion as she lowered her body on top of me. “Now you are getting the picture.” With an evil glint in her eyes, she held her body just above mine and used her nipples to tantalize my skin.
I struggled to keep from grabbing onto her while I squirmed with mounting pleasure. “Shit, you are such a tease!”

She grinned as she slid her nipple over my belly and then over my shaved mound as I spread my legs. My clit jumped when her nipple pushed between my wet lips before sliding lower. I wondered if it were her nails on my skin as her nipple slid along the inside of my leg.
I groaned with frustration when I felt her hot breath on my clit. I could feel her tongue dance over the outer surface of my swollen lips. When I reached for her hair, she quietly raised her head to meet my gaze.

I stopped breathing to hear her quiet words when I saw her eyes darken.

“I know you heard me tell you to lie back and let me play.”

“Yes.” I whispered.

“Do you want me to play with you?”

“Yes.” I swallowed hard.

I trembled with anticipation when her nails dragged over my chest.

“If you do not let me play with you, I will leave you here squirming for me.”

I could see her eyes dance while I gripped the cushion to keep from disobeying her. Her teasing my senses triggered a need for her touch. She used enough pressure to make ridges appear on my skin while I struggled to not scream for her to do more.
The delight in her expression fed my hunger while the thrill of possibility soared through my body. I needed this powerful woman to pleasure herself with me. Her hunger felt sharper than her short nails.
I fought to not grab her and pull her against me. My thoughts focused on the contact where her body touched mine. I looked into her eyes and was startled by my image reflected in her dark pupils. A rush of adrenaline soared through me as it occurred to me that I was ensnared by her hunger.

I was surprised with the words that so easily fell out of my mouth.

“Please, play with me.” My fingers released the cushion to flatten against the leather. “Use me.”

Her eyes narrowed to test me with her gaze as she considered the veracity of my words.

Trembling slightly, I suddenly felt her purring presence surrounding me. She had not moved, but I felt her hunger fill me. My breathing deepened while I focused on sensing her need. I was surprised by how it felt as if she were caressing me from within my body – moving slowly to massage each part of me. I was unsettled by how my intake of breath seemed to be connected to her possession of me.

My mind raced to explain this new sensation but something more primal overtook my will to allow the sensation of submission to flow throughout my body.

The tip of her tongue touched my ear and slowly traced the outer edge while her nipples teased my chest. Her breath entered my ear canal and seemed to flow throughout my aroused body, making me shudder beneath her. The stiff tissue of her erect nipples slid against my skin as she slowly trailed her tongue past my ear to my neck and around my throat. I wanted to touch her, to take back the control. I struggled against my aggressive nature to allow myself to be taken.
Her teeth bit into the base of my throat. My breath locked inside my tissue as she sucked on my flesh. Her nipples raked my skin, and I was shocked at how sharp they felt.
Releasing my throat, she looked into my eyes. “I can feel your need to take charge.” She raked her hard nipples across my belly. “The way you looked at me in the house…” Her slow movement dragged her nipples over the mound I kept shaved before her mouth lowered to my belly to bite my sweat slick skin. “You like to be in control.”
Tremors shuddered through me as sounds escaped my lips despite my attempts to keep them inside.

“Yes.” I was surprised by my trembling voice.

She pulled my skin as she raised her head enough to look into my eyes. “The marks I leave on your skin will make you think of me when you look at them.” She sucked on my flesh while she looked into my eyes.
Sweat rolled off my aroused body. I was overwhelmed with sensation that made me want to scream for her to do more. Her teeth transmitted desire into my skin to explode throughout my body when she began to suck my bitten flesh into her mouth. A faint voice tried to tell me to back away from this sensuously powerful woman while a stronger voice told me to stay and admit to how much I wanted to feel her teeth on my sensitive flesh.

I could see myself with a miniature version of me on each shoulder. One version telling me to run while the other says to stay. Had my attention not been so riveted on her teeth gripping my skin, I may have chuckled at the image.

Sound rushed from my body as her fingernails bit into the skin of my chest. My back arched when her nails blazed a trail down my torso, over my hips and down my thighs.

“Are you paying attention now?” She growled at me.

“Yes!” I panted through the fire in my chest ignited by her nails scraping my flesh.
“Good.” She purred before sinking her teeth into my thigh next to my very wet lips.
I expected pain and was shocked when desire rocketed through my body. I struggled to understand how it was possible for her to fill me with raging pleasure while biting and sucking my flesh. I fought the need to understand to allow myself to let go and enjoy the sensations of her contact. Suddenly feeling as if I had jumped over a cliff, I heard her speak to me.

“Soar with me…” Purring her request, she slid her fingers inside my slippery flesh.
“Yes.” I breathed as I let go of the final traces of resistance. My back arched as she filled me, carrying me aloft on her will.


T Meehan lives in Rochester, NY. When she's not writing steamy fiction, she breeds and shows Welsh Terriers, and helps other members of the gay community with pet grooming and canine care.
 
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