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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Vera Vision—The Office
Getting a promotion isn't always milk and cookies. Granted, the recognition is great and the pay raise is well-deserved. However, with more responsibility comes longer hours, harder deadlines and more political bullshit. It wasn't what Jack signed up for when he received his promotion at his pharmaceutical company. But it is exactly what he wanted. Busting his ass to get to where he is didn't just happen overnight. It took years and years of blood, sweat, and tears. He loved his career and the respect from his colleagues and peers. But what he missed, there was no promotion for. A female's attention. Her embrace. Her moans. Her screams. What he wanted was affection. What he craved was a blow job.
Jack focused on work again and pushed all sexual fantasies aside. He had a major presentation the next day and needed to put all of his energy into it. Sometime during the night, the cleaning crew came by and began to clean the offices. Jack already knew he was at the office too late whenever he saw them. But it was someone new today. A young Latina with a tight body was on duty. She was wearing a wife-beater and shorts, nothing too special to the naked eye but it was everything to Jack. He found his eyes wandering from his presentation to her curvy breasts, round ass, and small waist. Her legs were shapely and her face was tinted with light makeup. She was hot and Jack was definitely horny.
The young woman soon entered Jack's office. He acknowledged her presence and moved out of the way for her to empty his trashcan. He knew he wasn't trying to be polite; he wanted to sneak a closer peek at her ass. It was perfect, pear-shaped, succulent and ready for him. What he was thinking could get him fired. What he wanted to do was asking for a sexual harassment lawsuit. But Jack didn't care at the moment. He needed to please his dick and break his cycle of non-sex. In a split second, he grabbed the janitor and kissed her. Surprisingly, the woman didn't resist. It turned out she shared the same feelings. She climbed onto Jack's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. She soon hopped off his lap and stood in front of him. She slowly removed her shorts, exposing a neon pink thong, which was also quickly discarded. She was about to take off her tank top when Jack stopped her. There was something incredibly sexy about seeing her firm breasts bouncing in that tank.
The woman then bent over the desk, beckoning what she wanted from Jack. He wasted no time unbuckling his pants and dropping them around his ankles. Before he entered her, Jack made sure he had a taste. She was soaking wet and ready for what he had to give her. He spread her cheeks and tasted her pussy. It was heavenly and delightful. As Jack feasted on her, the woman emitted soft moans letting him know he hadn't missed a beat. Just when she was about to come, Jack abruptly stopped. His cock was aching to be released and the woman's pussy was begging for it. With a quick motion, he entered her. The woman yelped out in surprise, but soon relaxed as she adjusted to his size.
Jack set a frenzied pace, wasting no time. The woman bounced against him, her pussy tightening around his cock with each thrust. Jack reached around and held onto her bouncy breasts as he continued to ride her. Soon, he felt his knees buckling as he was getting ready to cum. The woman felt it too and pushed Jack away from her. She then dropped to her knees and opened her mouth, ready for him to explode in her. The sight turned Jack on more and he came all over her mouth as she swallowed what he had. Afterwards, she licked her lips and seductively winked at him, letting Jack know she approved and wanted more. The pair waited a few moments to collect their breaths before they proceeded to get dressed. Then, it was business as usual. Jack focused back to his presentation while the young woman continued to clean offices. However, their first encounter surely was not their last…
Monday, August 3, 2009
Vera Vision....The New Toy
For a minute, he wasn’t sure what he was doing. How he let her talk him into getting one was something he was still trying to comprehend. Nevertheless, the young man found himself sitting in the dimmed light of his living room while his girlfriend was getting ready to put on a show for him. It wasn’t just any strip show as they have done it many times. Oh no. This show involved a special new toy. The girlfriend came home to surprise her boyfriend with a hot little pink number that was an enhancing cock ring. It had the vibrating function for both the man and woman, but also little nubs for a woman’s clitoral stimulation. Enhancing, indeed.
The man was all for exploring sex and considered himself pretty liberal. But the only thing he wanted on his cock was his girlfriend. If he wanted a toy, he would go get a blow-up doll. But she wanted to try something new and as always, he was down for the ride. He was a little excited about the evening’s events, he silently admitted. He was also a little uneasy about a vibrating cock ring on his dick. It was more fear of the unknown than of anything else. But all fears laid to rest as the blaring bass line of “Keep It In the Closet” rang out. It’s showtime, he thought as he adjusted himself in the chair. A few seconds later, the sexy silhouette of his girlfriend moved in the light. The only thing she was wearing was a smile and six-inch stilettos. Clothes were not important for that night’s events.
She danced to the seductive music slowly, letting her body ride the beat. She strutted to her boyfriend and dipped low, letting him know exactly what she wanted. Steadying herself on his shoulders, she straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him sensuously, trailing her tongue against his jaw line. She then moved her tongue to his neck while grinding against his shaft. He could already tell she was wet and ready. He tried to glide himself in but she wouldn’t let him. She had other things in mind. She pulled out the enhancing cock ring and slipped it on his hard shaft. She smiled devilishly as she turned it on. She could tell by the way his eyes rolled in the back of his head, he enjoyed the vibrating sensation.
After a few seconds of letting him get accustomed to the feeling, the girlfriend slid herself onto his shaft slowly. Immediately, the vibrating cock ring brushed against her clit, causing shivers to run up her spine. She held onto her boyfriend for support as she began to ride him faster, each movement giving her clit a direct and intense stimulation. She’s had vibrators before but nothing compared to the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy she had. Her body was set ablaze with pleasure as the pink nubs of the cock ring tickled her clit with every thrust. She moved faster on his shaft, not wanting to delay the orgasm much longer. Then they came, exploding into an earth-shattering mind-blowing orgasm first her, and then him second.
Collecting his thoughts a few minutes later, the young man decided he was a fan of the new toy.
The man was all for exploring sex and considered himself pretty liberal. But the only thing he wanted on his cock was his girlfriend. If he wanted a toy, he would go get a blow-up doll. But she wanted to try something new and as always, he was down for the ride. He was a little excited about the evening’s events, he silently admitted. He was also a little uneasy about a vibrating cock ring on his dick. It was more fear of the unknown than of anything else. But all fears laid to rest as the blaring bass line of “Keep It In the Closet” rang out. It’s showtime, he thought as he adjusted himself in the chair. A few seconds later, the sexy silhouette of his girlfriend moved in the light. The only thing she was wearing was a smile and six-inch stilettos. Clothes were not important for that night’s events.
She danced to the seductive music slowly, letting her body ride the beat. She strutted to her boyfriend and dipped low, letting him know exactly what she wanted. Steadying herself on his shoulders, she straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him sensuously, trailing her tongue against his jaw line. She then moved her tongue to his neck while grinding against his shaft. He could already tell she was wet and ready. He tried to glide himself in but she wouldn’t let him. She had other things in mind. She pulled out the enhancing cock ring and slipped it on his hard shaft. She smiled devilishly as she turned it on. She could tell by the way his eyes rolled in the back of his head, he enjoyed the vibrating sensation.
After a few seconds of letting him get accustomed to the feeling, the girlfriend slid herself onto his shaft slowly. Immediately, the vibrating cock ring brushed against her clit, causing shivers to run up her spine. She held onto her boyfriend for support as she began to ride him faster, each movement giving her clit a direct and intense stimulation. She’s had vibrators before but nothing compared to the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy she had. Her body was set ablaze with pleasure as the pink nubs of the cock ring tickled her clit with every thrust. She moved faster on his shaft, not wanting to delay the orgasm much longer. Then they came, exploding into an earth-shattering mind-blowing orgasm first her, and then him second.
Collecting his thoughts a few minutes later, the young man decided he was a fan of the new toy.
The Short Story...
To kick off a new month of blogging (and get some well-trained and deserved practice), I'm kickstarting a new series called The Vera Vision. This is where I write 5 *small* paragraphs of a story for your viewing enjoyment. I will post a Vision every day for the month of August, starting with the above post.
I hope you enjoy. I needed a challenge and I just got one. Shout-out to my babe, @caliwinter and my homie, B.
V
I hope you enjoy. I needed a challenge and I just got one. Shout-out to my babe, @caliwinter and my homie, B.
V
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Welcome!
To all who are now following...and to those who've been following...thanks for the love and support.
So the goal is to post more stories and less real life...but let's face it, you wouldn't be on here if I didn't talk about my business from time to time. Expect to see a combination of great fiction mixed in with crazy reality. How many writers you know get married and talk about it?
I hope everyone is doing wonderful and great!
Stay Beautiful!
So the goal is to post more stories and less real life...but let's face it, you wouldn't be on here if I didn't talk about my business from time to time. Expect to see a combination of great fiction mixed in with crazy reality. How many writers you know get married and talk about it?
I hope everyone is doing wonderful and great!
Stay Beautiful!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Everyone Has a Price Sneak Peek
The sun shined bright on his face as he wrestled with the thought of waking up. The last three months of his life were marvelous. Orgasmic, if you will. Now he had to go home.
Paris. There was nothing like it.
A lot of people think of the Eiffel Tower or crepes when it came to Paris. But not Aiden Batista. He always knew he wanted to come strictly for the fashion. As a young boy, he remembered watching—studying—the Chanel fashion runway videos whenever his mother took him shopping with her at the boutique. He would then go home and design drawings based on what he saw. He would then give the drawings to Victoria, who proudly displayed them on the refrigerator for all to see.
But childish scribbles soon turned into serious sketches. Aiden often found himself paying more attention to the Style Network than any sporting event. He spent more time coordinating his outfits and made sure he was always looking clean. He even coordinated his mother’s gowns whenever she had a gala to attend with his father.
However, Aiden’s love for fashion stood out like a sore thumb. Because he wasn’t into sports like his brother, Zavier and family friend, Christopher, everyone assumed he was gay. It was only a matter of time before rumors of his sexuality began to follow Aiden. He never denied the fact he was gay but he never quite admitted it either. To Aiden, it was a non-issue. His sexuality had no bearing on his designs. Either one liked his designs or they didn’t. The fact he sucked cock had nothing to do with it.
Once graduating high school, Aiden was on the first plane to Paris as a graduation gift from his parents. All of his free time was spent studying fashion and design is what he told his parents. All of Aiden’s free time was spent by partying and hitting up every night club in Paris. There were the coke binges, the alcohol contests and the sex. The threesomes, foursomes, orgies galore.
And that was within the first month.
But fate intervened and Aiden met his match with a man named Randy Orton. A tall drink of water. He stood over six feet tall with chestnut brown hair, tanned skin and gorgeous baby blues. He was tatted up but often covered his arms with long-sleeved business shirts. His face was chiseled. His body smelled like a husky combination of musk and sex.
And he was all Aiden’s.
The first night they met at a disco. A drink and a couple dances later, they were in a secluded corner making out. Hours later, Aiden was bent over the breakfast table with Randy pounding him from behind. Three months later, they were snuggled up in bed trying to pry themselves away from each other. Three months of candlelight dinners, romantic outings, and endless lovemaking. Three months of bliss and chocolate, how Aiden often put it.
Three months of hiding a secret from both families. While Aiden came from one of the most powerful and wealthy families in Cathedral Springs, Randy’s family had just as much—if not more—power. Randy’s father, Bob Orton, was the Cathedral Springs mayor. Randy happened to be in Paris on a vacation before handling business matters back at home.
Complicated, indeed.
Paris. There was nothing like it.
A lot of people think of the Eiffel Tower or crepes when it came to Paris. But not Aiden Batista. He always knew he wanted to come strictly for the fashion. As a young boy, he remembered watching—studying—the Chanel fashion runway videos whenever his mother took him shopping with her at the boutique. He would then go home and design drawings based on what he saw. He would then give the drawings to Victoria, who proudly displayed them on the refrigerator for all to see.
But childish scribbles soon turned into serious sketches. Aiden often found himself paying more attention to the Style Network than any sporting event. He spent more time coordinating his outfits and made sure he was always looking clean. He even coordinated his mother’s gowns whenever she had a gala to attend with his father.
However, Aiden’s love for fashion stood out like a sore thumb. Because he wasn’t into sports like his brother, Zavier and family friend, Christopher, everyone assumed he was gay. It was only a matter of time before rumors of his sexuality began to follow Aiden. He never denied the fact he was gay but he never quite admitted it either. To Aiden, it was a non-issue. His sexuality had no bearing on his designs. Either one liked his designs or they didn’t. The fact he sucked cock had nothing to do with it.
Once graduating high school, Aiden was on the first plane to Paris as a graduation gift from his parents. All of his free time was spent studying fashion and design is what he told his parents. All of Aiden’s free time was spent by partying and hitting up every night club in Paris. There were the coke binges, the alcohol contests and the sex. The threesomes, foursomes, orgies galore.
And that was within the first month.
But fate intervened and Aiden met his match with a man named Randy Orton. A tall drink of water. He stood over six feet tall with chestnut brown hair, tanned skin and gorgeous baby blues. He was tatted up but often covered his arms with long-sleeved business shirts. His face was chiseled. His body smelled like a husky combination of musk and sex.
And he was all Aiden’s.
The first night they met at a disco. A drink and a couple dances later, they were in a secluded corner making out. Hours later, Aiden was bent over the breakfast table with Randy pounding him from behind. Three months later, they were snuggled up in bed trying to pry themselves away from each other. Three months of candlelight dinners, romantic outings, and endless lovemaking. Three months of bliss and chocolate, how Aiden often put it.
Three months of hiding a secret from both families. While Aiden came from one of the most powerful and wealthy families in Cathedral Springs, Randy’s family had just as much—if not more—power. Randy’s father, Bob Orton, was the Cathedral Springs mayor. Randy happened to be in Paris on a vacation before handling business matters back at home.
Complicated, indeed.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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