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  1. I haven't done much yet, but what the hey. http://www.playlist.com/stellardrifter
  2. Thank you! It's just a fantasy, unfortunately, though one I'd enjoy making a reality!
  3. I have to admit, I'm a bit new to taking such provocative photos, but so far it's been an enjoyable experience. I just felt like sharing my favorites
  4. Hi everyone I usually keep my stories in my own little corner of the blogging world, but I thought I'd share anyway. ------ "Since when do you smoke?" I asked, watching as he pulled a pack of Marlboro 27s from his breast pocket and leaned against a solitary tree. He lifted the lid of the golden-yellow box so effortlessly, and I estimated at least three-quarters of the box were empty. His shoulders shrugged slightly. "Maybe a month or two, at least." He slipped a cigarette between his thin lips and closed the lid, pushing the pack back into his pocket. I wound my black-gloved fingers around each other, tilting my head and quirking an eyebrow in curiosity as he lifted a silver lighter from his other pocket. "And why exactly did you start smoking?" The corner of his lips turned up into a smirk as he brought the flame to the end of his cigarette, cradling his other hand around it and inhaling softly as the tip of his cig lit with an orange glow. "I needed something to distract me every now and again." "Oh? What from?" His lips curled into a wider smile as he took another drag off the cigarette, the smoke curling out lazily between his lips, commingling with the vapors that already escaped in the bitter cold of the gray afternoon. "You should know, beautiful." I feigned surprise with a little smile, pressing a coy hand to my chest as I stood from the snow-dusted rock I sat upon. "Certainly you don't mean me." He tapped a few ashes from the end of his cigarette and said nothing. I smiled more and sauntered over to him, setting my black booted feet comfortably on either side of the rock before him and traipsing a soft, slow hand along his front. "Do I truly occupy that much of your mind?" "Are you kidding?" he asked with a low laugh, pressing his lips down around the creamy white paper. I couldn't help but chuckle softly, tracing my hand up the opening of his jacket and closing two gloved fingers around his cigarette, pulling it from his lips. I turned the filter toward my lips and smiled. "There are better ways to distract yourself, you know..." "Oh, are there?" I nodded, tapping a bit of ash into the snow. "Mm, of course. Thinking about baseball does nothing, huh?" He smirked, sliding his hands inside my jacket and along my stomach, hips, and back, slightly scrunching the black dress I wore under his fingertips. "You know I'm not big on sports." I smiled and brought the cigarette to my lips, taking in a slow drag as I watched the amused expression play across his face. The smoke slowly eked from between my lips as I released it and slipped the filter in between his lips once more. He gave it a little puff before tossing it to the snow, grinding it under his shoe and pulling my body up against his. "Besides, I find you a most wonderful distraction, my dear." "Mm, and I certainly enjoy being a distraction, my friend" I slipped my arms up his chest and around his neck, teasing along his skin with light, slow swipes of my gloved fingers. His body shuddered against mine at the sensation, and he pulled my body against his needily, nuzzling along the skin of my neck and shoulder. I let my hands trail down his sides, tracing the lines of his coat and pants and coming to rest at his zipper. He stopped the soft kisses he'd been pressing along my skin and looked up to my deviously smiling face. "What are you doing..?" "Well... what does it feel like?" I asked as I took his zipper between two fingers and slowly slid it down. "R-right here?" he asked, looking around in mild surprise and a tiny bit of panic. "C'mon. It'll be fun. For me and for you. I'd say more for you, but..." I grinned and slipped one gloved hand into his underwear, stroking my fingers along his quickly hardening cock. He groaned and leaned heavily on the tree, his hips pushing back against my hand slightly. "...well, I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy this just as much as you." He laughed and threaded a few fingers through my hair as I continued to fondle and caress his shaft. "Somehow I doubt it." "Oh really..?" I removed his cock from his pants carefully, stroking it slowly in the cold winter air. "You know how how much I love seeing you writhe..." He groaned again as his hips pushed back against my hand, his fingers clutching stray curls of my hair as he tried to contain his moans and motions of pleasure. Tried would be the key word. I moved the tip of a gloved finger up his shaft and down, tracing around the head repeatedly, smearing drops of precum along his cock and into the black material of the glove. I drew my hand to my mouth, tasting the soiled cloth with a satisfied little smile before latching onto it with my teeth and sliding the glove from my hand. I carelessly tossed it to the snowy ground returning a warm hand to his cock, which elicited a tiny whimper from his lips and a shudder through his body. "Y-yknow..." he said breathlessly, watching as my hand slid up and down his hard on, "It's really quite cold out here. A guy could get frostbite like this." I saw his lips curl into a smile, which pushed my own up a bit. "And what do you suggest we do about that?" "Well," he began, tracing a finger or two along my lips, "prevention is the best medicine." I pressed myself up against him, trapping his hardened cock between our two bodies and layers of soft clothing. I smiled deviously, lowering my voice and staring straight into his eyes. "If you want me to suck your cock, all you have to do is tell me so." "Mm, alright then.." he grasped a bit of my hair and tugged on it, making me gasp as he pressed a few ravaging kisses along my neck, whispering in my ear when he had made enough red marks. "I want you to suck my cock." "Mm, see?" I commented, slipping my jacket from my body and laying it on the ground and kneeling down before him. "That wasn't so hard." "No," he replied, threading his fingers along my hair and gently grasping the back of my head as he looked down at me, "but obviously, I am. Now suck my cock, my little slut." I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock and smiled, pressing my lips against the head. He sucked in a breath as they parted and slowly pushed down the length of his shaft, tongue lightly squirming along the underside. Mindlessly, he began to thrust himself in and out of my mouth, his fingers tightly holding onto the back my head and curls of my hair. I let him dictate the rhythm of my head, focusing instead on clamping my lips down around his cock and treating his cock to a delightfully slippery tongue lashing. He groaned with every thrust, tilting his head back against the tree and spilling random words from between his lips in the midst of our lust. I moaned around his engorged skin, opening my thighs to tease my clit as he face fucked me over and over. "Jesus, you really are a little slut, aren't you?" he breathed, watching my head bounce along his cock and my fingers work my throbbing nub. I managed to slip my mouth to the end of his cock, giving the head an eager suck before removing him completely with a tiny smile. "I'm not just a little slut, I'm your little slut. For as long as you want, whenever you want.." I slid the tip of my tongue all along the head and moaned loudly when I took him in again, just to make an extra point. He shuddered and resumed his thrusting - slowly at first, then he began to piston his hips faster and faster, groaning and gasping while he hissed a few yes's and continuously called me his little slut. I pushed a few fingers into myself with a moan, looking up at the pleasure that wracked his face as his cock plunged in and out of my mouth. "Oh god... you're such a good little slut... You're going to make me come... right in your mouth..." he gasped, pushing my lips down to the balls as he shuddered and groaned, writhing with the warmth and wetness of my mouth. It only took him a moment to erupt, holding his cock deep in my mouth while his cock painted its warm cum all over the back of my throat. I moaned in satisfaction at the taste and feeling of his cum, watching his face as his hands eased their steady grip on my head. Slowly, I swirled my tongue around his shaft, cleaning away any stray dribbles of cum and depositing them right into my throat as I lifted my mouth from his cock. He looked down at me, chest still heaving with quick breaths, and I showed him the little pool of white that had collected on my tongue before swallowing it all with a smile. "Fuck," he breathed, "you're incredible." I smiled and turned bright red, giving his hard on another gentle cleaning suck and standing, tracing a hand along his skin as I did so. "I'm not, really. I just thoroughly enjoy seeing you enjoy yourself." "And that doesn't make you incredible?" He asked, taking the hand I'd been fucking myself with and sucking the fingers into his mouth slowly, one by one. I shuddered at the feeling of his tongue against my skin and pressed up against him. "Now," he said, wrapping both arms around me again and slowly lifting up the back of my dress, " it's my turn to have a little fun." I shook my head and smiled, pushing his hands away from my dress. "Not just yet; I think a little more time is in order... we still have a good amount of this trail left, after all, and I could use a very good teasing."
  5. *raises hand and waves it around* I love watching a men, it's one of my biggest turn-ons & fantasies As for other fantasies, I cycle through a lot of them, depending on my mood. One of my more reoccurring fantasies was being caught in the middle of three very horny men, and that used to do the trick so well. More recently, I've spent a good few days conjuring up some steamy sex-during-thunderstorm fantasies, and those are just way too fun to stop
  6. Hi there, everyone! I've been lurking around these forums for the past week or so and finally decided to join. I'm Amara, a 21 year old woman who's working on becoming more comfortable with and developing her sexier side. It's always been there just... sort of neglected, heh. I've been seeing a guy for a little while now and so far he's been my only sexual experience, but it's been intense and there's a lot yet to explore. Which is part of why I'm here Aside from topics of sexual nature, I love listening to music, reading / writing, and doing a lot of word puzzles. If I don't have earphones in and a newspaper or a book, I'm probably having an off-day! So that's just me, briefly. I look forward to engaging in a lot of interesting conversation with you all!
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