| Thursday, February 15, 2007 |
| Valentine Fantasy 2/15/07 |
The Highway
The supple leather car seat molded itself around her. The evening had been fun. She put on her seat belt and settled in for the ride.
He pulled off totally relaxed. The atmosphere, the company and a couple of superbly mixed drinks had him feeling good. He cut his eyes over at her, moving down to the split in the front of her dress with just a touch of a tanned leg showing. He wondered how far the tan went up.
She turned to look at him and smiled. "I have had such a wonderful evening. Being with you makes my heart go thumpty-thump, isn't that silly?", she said blushing slightly. He shook his head to indicate that it wasn't. "Here, let me let you feel what you do to me." She took his free hand and gently placed it over her heart. He could feel the rapidness with which it beat.
"Girl, that's probably the alcohol", he said. He merged out into the highway traffic, glad everyone was moving at a brisk smooth clip.
"I see. Well let me give you another indication of how you make me feel." She slid his hand down her front until it rested on her leg. She guided it beneath her dress. His hand started tingling as flesh met flesh. Seductively she placed his fingertips inside the rim of her panties. She lifted her butt slightly, as his hand became self-propelled, touching her extremely moist insides.
She gasped as his fingers slid up and down, very slowly, very gently. She looked at him and he never took his eyes off the road. Her hips began swirling every so slightly as her left hand made contact with his belt buckle, with his button, with his zipper, with his boxers, and finally with him.
His breath caught in his throat as she touched him. The car swerved a bit as she moved her hand. Luckily he had put on the cruise control earlier, so the shaking in his leg was not going to affect his driving. He was speechless. His left hand was gripping the steering wheel so hard, he forced himself to loosen up. His eyes darted around at the lights speeding by and thought noone else could possibly be enjoying their ride as much as he was.
She looked at him glistening in the night and wanted to run her tongue down his hardness so bad, but thought better of it since they were in a moving vehicle. The closer his hand brought her to orgasm the faster her hand moved up and down his shaft. " Stop!", he said forcefully, pulling his right hand away from between her legs, pushing her from him, shifting in the seat, trying to cover up. He gripped the steering as they got off the highway at full speed. It was only a short distance to his house, why did it seem like forever?
They both were breathing heavily as he pulled into his parking spot. He cut the lights off, leaving the car and air conditioner running. Practically rolling into the back seat, he quickly pulled his pants down. She climbed over the seat after tossing her panties on the floor. He grabbed her, she swung her leg over his lap and he plunged into her over and over again. The windows fogged and the car swayed gently as she rode him hard.
"Here it comes take it, take it," he mouthed as he began coming. "yeah, um, yeah, yes!", was her reply.
They calmed down still entwined, kissing each other gently. He felt like he should say something about her daring, but could do no more than sigh. Who was he to get in the way of feelings esp. if they felt that good and were directed towards him, even if they did get started on the highway. |
posted by Pamalicious @ Thursday, February 15, 2007  |
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| Wednesday, February 14, 2007 |
| Happy Valentines Day! |
Late For Work
DAMMIT!! She watched the train cars glide into the station. She was already running late and to make matters worst, the train was packed!!. The doors opened and not a soul got out. She had to get on this train, so after she quickly gathered her nerves, she pushed her way onto the car. Evil looks greeted her as she shoved her way inside. The ding of the chime singling the doors were about to close was a welcome sound. As the train lurched from it’s stand, she was thrown forward into the chest of the man standing before her.
Looking up, it surprised her that he was quite handsome. Her breath sucked in and she apologized profusely. He grabbed her arm and helped her gain her balance. Her hands remained on his firm chest. The people in the car shifted and she found herself flush against this man. His early morning, cologne scent smelled so tranquil amid all the confusion around them and she found herself relaxing against him slightly. He continued to hold her upper arm and she settled in for the ride.
As the train pulled and jerked, they were thrown together several times. Each time she politely apologized and disengaged them. At the next stop, a couple more people got on making their fit even tighter. It was getting more difficult to stop her body from rubbing against his. The train jammed on it’s brakes and several people swore loudly as bodies tumbled about. Her breast lay upon his chest and as the rest of her made contact, his hardness was unmistakable. All her breathing stopped. She tried to step back but couldn’t, she was stuck.
In almost slow motion, his hips began to move with the motion of the train. She looked straight into his chest as delicious sensations ran amok inside of her. He was rock hard and it felt so good moving against her. She felt her nipples harden and if on cue he began to move a bit more intensely. They pulled into the next stop and just as gently as it began, it stopped.
She had an opportunity to move away but something made her stay right where she was. The train started again and so did the dance. This was getting to be way crazy her mind screamed but her body had other things on it’s mind as she ever so slightly parted her legs allowing his hardness to directly hit her point of pleasure. He never removed his hand from her arm, so as to steady her as he dipped to fit himself perfectly between her legs. He was amply endowed and was working it against her.
She was throbbing from his touch. She felt her panties sticking to her as her juices flowed freely. Her hips began to move involuntarily against him. She had to come and right that second.
Her orgasm was so intense, she stamped her foot several small times and collapsed against him. Just as she opened her eyes, she realized they were pulling into her stop.
How embarrassed she was!! As the train door opened, she hurriedly stepped back from him and pushed rudely out the car. Breathing heavily on the platform, only then did she dare look inside the car. He was staring at her. His brown eyes were boring a hole straight through her. Slowly a smile washed over his features and his eyes traveled down making her do the same. He placed his hand over his crotch and squeezed. She turned crimson. He then moved his eyes to her pocketbook. As the train pulled away she looked into the outside pocket, plucking out a card. It had his name and number on it. A silly grin was all she could do as she walked away and to think, this would have never happened if she hadn’t been late for work. |
| posted by Pamalicious @ Wednesday, February 14, 2007 |
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| Tuesday, February 13, 2007 |
| Valentine Fantasy 2/13/07 |
Morning Chores
He put the paper down, leaned back in his chair and stretched. Breakfast had been fabulous. He patted his stomach and sighed. He hoped he could get up the energy to play his midmorning softball game. Standing up, he grabbed the syrup and jelly off the table, the least he could do was put up the condiments.
Rounding the corner to the kitchen he slowed down and leaned against the door jamb. She was doing the dishes. She didn't notice him.
He watched her silently, smiling. Her legs were slightly parted and as she worked her ass jiggled slightly causing her nightgown to swirl softly around her. Reaching caused the gown to rise giving him a peek at her nakedness. The shoulder strap slid down and one breast fell out. He sucked in his breath as she absently put it back.
He moved softly up behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist. He pressed himself against her so she could "feel" him. She scooted back so he was nestled just right against her. He kissed her shoulders, between her blades and then pulled on her gown straps until it fell down around her ankles; she was standing naked at the kitchen sink. He had placed the things in his hands down and now he picked up the syrup and held it at the base of her neck. He squeezed and it oozed down the middle of her back dripping off the curve of her ass. He stripped out of his shorts and starting with the tail end of her back licked straight up the middle; her taste and the syrup were like ambrosia to his tastebuds, making him wild with passion.
He firmly grabbed the inside of her thighs opening her legs totally to him and without giving her any time to think started making fierce love to her. He was pounding away, gripping her shoulders to steady himself. She made a concave in her back giving him better access and the sounds of her moaning, the running water and skin hitting skin made it quite noisy....and primal.
He held on to the sink with one hand and began smacking her behind. She lost her grip and warm soapy water covered her breasts as her hands splashed in the dishwater.
He was almost to his goal, he could feel it gathering up inside of him, the fuse was lit and any moment he would explode. She was so wet, so tight and so hot. He couldn't get deep enough inside of her. He was making a direct hit and then he began coming.
He grabbed her so hard, she had trouble breathing and almost lost her footing. She came a few seconds after him and they both leaned against the sink, still joined together, catching their breath.
She reached under the water and playfully sprinkled them; she almost thought she heard it sizzle. He broke their connection and turned her around. She didn't know what brought on his powerful show of emotion but it was well received. He didn't say anything; just kissed her deeply. She began laughing as he strolled off towards the bathroom. She turned around and got back to doing the morning chores. |
| posted by Pamalicious @ Tuesday, February 13, 2007 |
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| Monday, February 12, 2007 |
| Valentine Fantasy 1/12/07 |
“Oh Nothing”
Umm he sure looks good. Every time I look at him I can’t imagine him getting any finer but he does. Look at the way he is just sitting there watching this movie, relaxed. I can actually see his chest rising softly beneath his crisp white tank top. He always smells so fuckin good when he gets out of the shower!! Look at his hands. Fingers just right not to big not to small not fat and stubby but long and powerful. Look how they grip the beer he’s holding. I like his whole hand it’s a man’s hand. I can see it gripping someone’s neck just as well as I can see it gently caressing my leg, ummm better not get that thought started but it’s too late.
Look at his lap. I wonder what his dick is doing? Is it on the left or the right? Chillin on his leg or just laying contently on his balls? I can see the print. I like looking at his print because it’s fascinating. One minute it’s prominent the next with a shift of his body it’s not. I like the way it looks when his dick gets hard and it’s straining to come out and merge with my hand, mouth, coochie….Lawd let me stop!
I like his profile. It’s not weird looking everything is even. He can profile from both sides if you ask me. I can see his temple going in and out as his heart beats. I wanna kiss that cheek of his and turn his face to me so I can look in those beautiful dark brown eyes as they get heady cause they know I’m about to kiss them into submission. Damn I’m over here getting moist!
If I could just chop him up I’d keep his thighs. Talk about strong. They connect so powerfully to his torso and his legs. Makes me think about how he looks walking away from me after sex. Every muscle in his back and ass moving like a panther. Or when he’s walking towards me – his dick swinging flaccid or knocking down doors hard always with purpose. Shit my nipples are hardening!
His entire body is tight to me. When he’s laid out on the bed naked after a bath just chilling it is all I can do to keep from just attacking him. He knows he does this to me so he always makes his chest jump, laugh. I’m starting to squirm!
He’s drinking this beer and I’m about to cum. The way his mouth wraps around the lip is just like it wraps around my left nipple then my right. The way his tongue touches the bottle all moist and cool reminds me of how it feels the first time his tongue touches my clit when he goes down on me. Whew I got to open my legs!
This man is so fuckin Yummy!! When is this movie over? I got to get me some of this man before I slide off the couch in my own damn juices!
“Hey Baby what you thinking about?”, he asks, looking at her intently.
“Oh nothing Honey” |
| posted by Pamalicious @ Monday, February 12, 2007 |
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| Sunday, February 11, 2007 |
| Welcome to Valentine Fantasy Week! |
Ladies! Ladies! Ladies! Grab the Incense, Candles and Scented Body Oil and get ready to relax with the Men of Valentine Week. So what if you don't have some flesh and blood at your disposal - love yourself and enjoy the week on Drippin Chocolate!
This week, in addition to the top choice blackmen we will feature; short erotic stories will accompany each day. All written by yours truly, during my erotic writing period of life.
So tune in everyday this week!
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| posted by Pamalicious @ Sunday, February 11, 2007 |
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| Friday, February 09, 2007 |
| Fantasy 2/9/07 |
MAKE SURE YOU STOP BY NEXT WEEK!
Valentine's Day is upon us and it's all about the Chocolate Ladies! So make sure you stop through everyday next week - for the HOTNESS!
Thanks for your continued support!
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| posted by Pamalicious @ Friday, February 09, 2007 |
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| Turn Down the Lights, Light Some Candles and Get Your Fantasy ONNNNNN! |
| The Chocolate Box |
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| Aged to Perfection |
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