Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Domination


Photographer : Mikaella Speranskaya 
    My thoughts focused with an inhuman clarity. I realised what I wanted and I knew how to take it. The intellect took over.
    It orchestrated the fluid movements of my body; discarding my clothes, disrobing her body, controlling her actions, drawing out the pleasure, time and time again, until not an inch of flesh remained that didn't ache with sweet exertion. 


Thursday, October 23, 2014

How I Became a Sex Guru : 5


College education came at a steep price for me, my dad's disapproval. But Donna made sure I got into college and I wasn't gonna throw that away on cheap thrills. I had my eyes on the prize, a career in the burgeoning pharma industry. So I sequestered myself in the library for the better part of my college life, pouring over books and jotting down notes. 

It was there I met her, Jane, a English major who frequented the library just as much as I did. She wanted to be a writer. High fantasy was her genre. But she also had a secret stash of erotic stories written. They weren't half bad but she felt they lacked a certain authenticity since she was technically a virgin at that time. She had never got past the making out and petting stage with her boyfriends. I on the other hand was more than qualified in straight sexual encounters. So I offered to fill in the portions which she felt were lacking.  

Any spare time I got, I spent it with her. We mostly talked about her sex stories, thinking up elaborate scenarios, fleshing out the sex scenes and stuff. All that talk about sex was just us flirting around that point, spiralling slowly but inevitably towards it. And it finally happened.

Our sex talk soon turned to scenarios involving real people. She would point out to a random person either guy or a gal and ask me to come up with a strategy to seduce them. And she actually took notes, serious notes in really neat handwriting. 

One day we were alone in the library and so we were bit louder than usual. She challenged me to think of a scenario involving the librarian. I was in full swing when...  

'What is it that you'd do to me?' The librarian was right behind us and she snatched Jane's little note book and began to read out aloud the portion involving her. 

My heart stopped. The chill that rose up from my spine froze my entire body.

Bye bye college. Good bye career. It was nice knowing you both even if it were only for a short while.

Jane on the other hand was shivering like a leaf in a storm. 

'Hmm... Really? Show me.'

'I..I'm so..sor... Wait, what?' 

I turned around to see a devious smirk on the forty something spinster's face.

'Show me!'

Saturday, October 18, 2014

The warmth of his strong hands seeps through my sheer and into my skin. What better way to start a cold morning? 



You can devour me with your eyes all you want but it means nothing to me. I want you to act upon your intentions. Stalk me like the lion you are. Mark me with your bite. Claim me as your own. I will not disappoint.



Some storms brew within our body, slowly and silently. It gives only subtle hints to its presence at first- half a hiss, a sharp gasp, a little wiggle... It grows, gaining momentum and building pressure. Every muscle wound tighter and tighter. And without warning it strikes, unleashing havoc. And in its wake it leaves a tingle that makes the body glow.


The sounds of soft laughter and small talk diffuse into the kitchen. There are many out there in the living room. I can hear some women too. I take a swig from the bottle to settle my nerves. It was just a bedroom fantasy. But you have made it real. I shore up my courage with another swig and walk out the kitchen door, ready to serve the guests.



The mere sound of your voice triggers my arousal. Your instructions are plain and clear. I surrender my body over to you. You paint a sensual picture in my mind with your commands and my body responds all on its own.

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Tuesday, October 14, 2014


Fiery. How nicely that one word captures your essence! You are fire - crystallised and encased in a mortal trapping. It is apt that you are in female form.


My mind isn't clear
It's full instead and racing
With thoughts about you
Your touch and
Where it may lead



Your kiss sent liquid fire coursing through my veins, burning me from the inside out



I listen entranced by the notes that you hit. The sounds your fingers elicit from the piano, bend to your will and are transformed into such soulful music. I wait for you to work that same magic on me.


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I sit deep into the night, reminiscing the beautiful duet we had. You were wonderful, making sure I that was thoroughly satisfied. But I am such a wanton creature. Enough is never enough. As the clock ticks away my need builds up until I will no longer be able to bear it. But I will not disturb your peaceful slumber, at least not yet. 




I was left stunned, aroused and aching as I watched the two of you, my best friends, display your passion for each other. I was not sure if I was even welcome there as you took your relationship to a whole another level. Just as I was about to leave and give you your privacy, you both turned to face me. I froze there. Your eyes said it all. 






Their passion hit me hard. I know that they are mere characters spawned from the writer's imagination. But the effect they have on me is undeniably real. And as they went higher and higher, so did I.

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Friday, October 10, 2014

How I Became a Sex Guru : 4



The best part of my teenage was dominated by puberty - pimples and growth spurts. It wasn’t pretty. So I withdrew from the social scene and immersed myself in books. Actually I fell in love with them. So for the best part of four years, I had limited social contact. Gwen was one of the few girls who kept in touch with me. I was a bit envious of her. When her puberty hit, she lost her virginity as soon as possible. I was still a virgin, well technically a virgin. So once all the acne and the residual scars cleared up and my lean frame took shape, I got my confidence back.

I was discussing the issue of my virginity with Gwen one day -

‘I could help you with that’, she answered immediately.

‘Really? Who do you’ve in mind?’

‘Me, duh!’

‘What’s the catch?’ As happy as I was I had learned to be wary around her a long time ago.

‘No, catch. I’ll pop ‘ur cherry.’

Somehow I always knew that Gwen would be the one to initiate me. We fixed that Sunday for the date. My house was the obvious choice; her second brother still intimidated me a little.

Sunday came and I nearly did too. I woke up with an extra hard morning board. I had to use all my willpower to keep my hands away from myself. In retrospect though, I should have jerked off once, or maybe twice.

Gwen arrived shortly after breakfast. My dad was already out with his friends. So it was just me, Donna and Lucy, my baby step-sister. After enduring some sly looks from Donna and dodging few of Lucy’s very innocent questions, the both of us made it upstairs to my room. My heart was hammering so hard by that time that I was sure that she could hear it.

One of Gwen’s strong points was that she was bossy. So she immediately took control and told me to strip. I fumbled out of my tee and jeans and stood with just my underwear on. She relieved me off the last bit of clothing with a smooth, practised tug. She then discarded her clothes, except for her bra and panties. I drank in her perfect from while she studied mine.

‘So, do we kick this off with some foreplay?’

‘Nah, lets do the penetration first.’

I wasn’t sure about that but, ‘Ok, you’re the boss.’

‘Yup, I’m the boss. Now bend over!’

And true to her word she took my virginity, both of them.

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(to be cont.)

Thursday, October 9, 2014

How I Became a Sex Guru : 3

When I was in my early teens, I went through a gay phase. Gwen, on the other hand was dating older boys. We were still friends though, chatting all the way to school and meeting up at lunch and stuff.

There was this kid, Alan, a couple of years older than I was. We got to know each other through Gwen then boyfriend.


Alan knew tricks that made me seem like a toddler feeling his privates for the first time. There was this thing he did - he'd take my semi-hard dick (I was yet to encounter full blown puberty) in between his thumb and index just below the head, along with the foreskin and twirled it right and left. Man, that got me off in seconds. I was still having dry orgasms at that point. No pre cum to lubricate or gooey cum to clean up afterwards. Just the tingling sensation that suffused the general pelvic region and the lower abdomen. It left my body utterly relaxed. So anyway, Alan kept badgering me about having oral. It felt deliciously naughty but the thought of putting in my mouth the part that he uses to pee seemed gross at that time. So I decided to consult Donna.



Donna had quit her job at the stripping club a couple of years ago, about the time she married dad. And she got pregnant too. Luckily dad's trucking business peaked, after they laid that new highway.



I sprung the question on her one day when dad was away. She looked at me for a whole minute, her right hand supporting her late trimester belly.



'If you're gonna do oral, make sure that the other kid's clean and not smelly. Else you could get a throat infection', she croaked.

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(to be cont.)

How I Became a Sex Guru - 1



My first encounter with sex was when I was five.

'Dad? What is sex?'

'Sex? Well um... It's um.. Hang on a sec. DONNA.'

'YEAH?'

'COULD YOU COME HERE FOR A SEC?'

My step-mom, then my dad's girlfriend, came into the living room, her hands powdered with flour. 

'Whatsup?'

'Junior just asked me 'bout sex.'

She giggled. 'What did ya tell 'im?'

'You kno' I'm not big on words. So I thought we oughta show 'im.'

And so dad undid his zipper. 

'Careful, suga'. I ain't wet.' 

'K hon.' He pulled out something long and hairy from his pants. He then lifted Donna's skirt and pointed. 

'See that. That there's called a pussy and this here's my junk. And I stick it in like this and start humpin' and that's sex.' 

I was hooked by then. I nodded my head slowly but only out of duty. In fact I was way more confused than before. I mean how was I supposed to fit all that into a small check box in the cub scouts' application form?

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(to be cont.)