Sunday 30 June 2013

So this happened today...

IT'S THE AMAZING SPIDER BEAR VS ROAD WARRIOR ROB.





OH AND ROAD WARRIOR ROB TAKES A BITCH SLAP TO THE FACE.



THEY ARE FIGHTING FOR CONTROL


ROB IS TRYING A SIGNATURE DICK MOVE.


OHH!! SPIDER BEAR AS GOT HIM PINNED.


IT'S THE SLEEPER HOLD FOLK I THINK IT'S ALL OVER!!!


BUT WAIT...WHAT'S THIS....OHH IT'S THE CLASSING KNOCKING AT YOUR BACK DOOR MOVE!


OH ROB IS ON HIS KNEES....AND MILK IT FOR ALL IT'S WORTH!


AND THE FAN GO WILD...TO THE WINNER THE SPOILS!!!


So...it was a good day in SL...how was yours?

Saturday 29 June 2013

Submission at the Beach

Ok folks..

Here's the finished product from this morning little experiment.  Thank you to Zoey and Sweet for all the proof reading and editing and I'm sorry but I'm not responsible for your wet panties ladies...comes with the job.

Enjoy.

SUBMISSION AT THE BEACH

She'd gotten to the beach early, wanting to enjoy the beautiful day.  But as she reached the beach she saw she wasn't the only one who'd had the same idea.  The place was packed with screaming kids and overweight people in undersized swim wear.  She decided to walk along the shore line and try to find a more secluded spot for herself.

After some time and somewhat of a perilous climb over jagged rocks she found the perfect little spot.  It was a little deserted cove, nestled between the cliff rocks.
She laid her towel down and spread out the contents of her beach bag, taking out her favorite book of erotic stories as she lay basking in the sun enjoying her solitude.  After a while the heat of the noon sun and the relaxing sound of the crashing waves got the better of her and she simply dosed off on her towel.

She awoke to the feel of a touch on her back and low voice in her hear saying, "Miss? Miss? Are you alright there?" 
Her eyes fluttered open as she turned her head to the side and looked up, a little dazed and confused as her vision cleared, she saw this man kneeling beside her, bearded face, eyes hidden by sunglasses, and bare chested.

"Wh...what?" she mumbled

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I saw you laying here in the cove and I wanted to make sure you were all right.  This is a forbidden section of the beach, due to the strong currents and jagged rocks just below the surface.  We don't patrol it often but I make sure I check it at least once a day."

As her vision cleared and groggy mind awoke she realized the man was actually a lifeguard.  She took in his tan body, hairy chest and rather tight red speedo.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know this place was off limits, I was just looking for a quiet place."
He put his first aid bag down beside her.  "Well you couldn't have found a more secluded spot.  I'm actually impressed you managed to get down here." 

He took off his mirrored sunglass as he glanced down at her back and she could see his piercing green eyes.

"I think you may have over done it on the sunbathing there" he said, as he gently ran a finger over her reddened back.  She hissed as the gentle touch over her sensitive skin sent goos bump running up and down her back.

"Ohh, I didn't realize I'd fallen asleep.  How bad is it?" she asked, cringing.
"It's not too bad, and I think I have something that will help,"  he said as he fished out a bottle from his first aid bag.  She watched as he squirted the content into his large hands and rubbed them together slowly.  She caught the sent of coconut as it drifted in the air. 

"Just lay down," he said in a soft, yet commanding voice.  She laid her head down over her arms as she felt his strong hands glide over her lower back.  His touch was strangely soothing over her burning skin.  She was surprised when a soft little moan escaped her lips, and she couldn't help wondering if he'd heard.

Without a word the man continued to lather her burnt back with the soothing lotion.  His strong hands worked slowly up from her lower back.  As she reveled in his soft touch her eyes suddenly snapped open with a little gasp as she felt the clasp of her bikini top snap open. 
"Have to make sure you get this all over," she heard him say as he leaned down over her.  She could feel him straddling the back of her thighs now.  She could swear she could feel his package press down between her ass cheeks.  With a nervous gulp she managed to say, "Well you're the expert here, I guess."

As he slid down her body she felt his hands caress and massage her calves and thighs working slowly back up. She realized only after a moment that she'd slowly spread her thighs apart for him.  She felt his thumbs slide between her warm inner thighs. 

As another soft little moan escaped her she felt one hand leaving her body, as he reached over for the bottle once more.  Then before she knew it his nimble fingers had undone the little bows holding her bikini bottom together and felt him peeling back the little piece of fabric covering her ass.  Before she could protest she felt the cool lotion being squirted over her cheeks, second before she felt his large hand start to knead her cheeks like two loaves of soft dough.

As his fingers spread and pawed as her soft ass, she could only lay there, her eyes closing as she caught herself pushing back a little against his strong hand.  She felt his warm breath against her ear as he whispered, "That's it, got to make sure we work it all in nice and deep."
As he spoke she could feel his hard bulge pressing between her now oily cheeks.  The fabric of his red speedo was the only thing between them.  The feel of his hard member against her made her instantly wet as she felt his hairy chest against her back.

"Now let's make sure you're fully protected,"  he said in a low tone as he grabbed her hips and turned her over, still straddling her.  With her bikini undone she felt the warm sun caress her bare breasts and the gentle sea breeze flow over her smooth, wet pussy lips.  She looked up at him without fear or shyness simply submitting to his firm hands.  He grabbed the bottle one more and slowly he squeezed it over her, letting the soothing lotion flow over her full breasts and down her flat tummy as if she was an ice cream sundae being covered in chocolate sauce.  Her head tilting back, her breasts pushing slightly upward as another soft moan escaped her.

Her entire body shivered as she felt his hands reach down and start to work the lotion over her breasts.  Her nipples now erect and rock hard as his finger glided over them.  Suddenly she felt his hard member slap down on her stomach as he'd reached down to free it from his tight bathing suit. 
She gasp as she looked down her body between her breasts seeing the impressive member slide up slowly between her now oily tits.

His hand pressed both breasts firmly around his hard cock as he slowly started to rock his hip back and forth.  The head of his massive cock tapped against her chin with every slow forward thrust.  The smell of sweet coconut oil filled her nostrils.

As she quivered under him she suddenly felt his hand grab her both her wrists and pin them behind her head on the ground as he slipped the fingers of his other hand in her hair and pulled her head up.  She gasped a little as he forced the head of his cock between her warm lips.
Her eyes grew wide as she groaned and struggled lightly under him.  She felt his grip tightening against her scalp as he looked down at her and forced his cock deeper into her mouth.  The taste of coconut coated her tongue.

"Mmm, that's it! Open wide, slut!" he said with a growl as she felt his cock slide down over her tongue and hit the back of her throat..

She could feel him get more forceful with her.  A twinge of fear now coursed through her body. Yet she felt herself suckling harder on his hard member.  The fear mixed with a feeling of excitement and lust.  She didn't know exactly why but she felt herself submitting to this man and she loved it. The feel of his strong hand on the back of her head, the relentless pounding of his engorge cock in her mouth and at the back of her throat, the pain she felt in her wrists as he held her there, controlling her completely.  She looked up at him, tear welling in her eyes as she started to choke and gag on his cock as he forced it ever deeper.  She'd never had man of his size before.  She felt her jaw acking, her lips stretch to their very limits.  She tried to breath as best she could through her nose for fear of fainting dead away under him.

She gasped for breath as he pulled his cock from her mouth and felt him slap her across the face with it, smearing her spit and drool all over her face.  He looked down at her with an animal lust in his eyes as he growled.

"That's what you like isn't it?  Getting used like the little slut you are"

She shook her head from side to side trying to speak, yet unable as she was still catching her breath.
"Don't deny it!"  He said as he reach behind her head and grabbed the erotic novel she'd been reading.  Bringing it to her face and slapping her with it.

"I saw this the second I came down here.  You're just one of those bored little girls or house wife that gets off on reading about all this submission and control cause you can't find a man to treat you the way you know you should be treated.  Well now I'm going to show you what it's like girl!"

 Pulling back and standing up, he slid the red bathing suit down to the ground and kicked it away as he looked at her.  She took in the towering figure fully for the first time.  His height, his strong muscular build, his hairy chest and body and his massive cock dangling in front of him.

She could run, she could scream.  Now was the time.  She could kick and claw at him.  But she lay there, leaning back on her elbow looking up at him.  He stared down at her.
"On your knees slut!"  He said, his voice calm and powerful. 

She could not say what exactly made her obey.  Only that her entire body was on fire and her mind was reeling.  She saw herself kneeling before him, looking up at him and with surprising ease saying "Yes Sir"

He slid his hand back into her hair, closing his fingers slowly.  This time she parted her lips willingly, her tongue slightly sticking out as he fed her his cock once more.

"Touch yourself slut.  See how wet you are as you suck my cock"

His word sending a shiver through her body as her lips wrapped around his throbbing shaft once more.  She felt her hand slowly slide down her body, her fingers slipping between her spread thighs.  She felt the heat of her pussy, she also found he was right, her fingers were drench in her own juices, she could feel it dripping down her thighs.  She moaned loudly around his cock as her finger tips touched her sensitive lips and found her throbbing clit.

Her other hand sliding up to caress her firm breasts, her body jerking at the mere touch of her hard nipples.  As she started to rock her hips in a slow circle, her head bobbing back and forth on his cock.  Her fingers clawing and pinching her rock hard nubs.  She knew he was right.  She was a wanton slut...she knew she would do anything he told her right there on that beach.
Her fingers buried deep within her folds, pleasuring herself as she felt his cock stretch her throat.  She gagged and groaned, tears running down her cheeks, yet she wanted more and he knew it.  He roughly pulled her head back, pulling his cock from her mouth.  A string of warm saliva stretching from her mouth to the end of his cock.

"Taste yourself slut!"  He said in a that commanding tone. 
Gasping for breath she slowly pulled her fingers from her drenched pussy and brought them to her mouth.  The tip of her tongue licking her fingers.  The taste of her own juices hitting her tongue, like a fuel on a open flame, driving the heat within her.  She found herself sticking her fingers deep into her mouth, suckling her own juices as he watch and grins wickedly down at her.

"Slut juice taste good doesn't it?"  He asked.

She could only nod approvingly as she kept suckling her fingers.

"Now turn around"  He told her.  Looking up at him with a questioning look she slowly turned herself about on her knees.

"Spread your thighs slut!"  She obeyed.

She felt him kneel down behind her and as she pull her own fingers from her mouth she felt his thick digits plunge deep within her from behind.  She gasp in pure pleasure as she felt two of his fingers spread her pussy apart.  His other hand reaching from behind to clamp down on her right breast.  She moaned loudly.

 "I'm going to show you what I do with hot little sluts like you" He growled in her ear.   She could feel his warm breath on her face as he started to work his fingers deep in her cunt.  His other hand capturing her sensitive nipple and rolling it between thumb and forefinger.
She started to push back on his fingers, her hips rocking from side to side.  She moaned deeply and heard herself start to plead and beg for more.  He willingly gave her what she wanted.  His finger buried deep in her mound.  She gasped as she felt his thumb press against her oily little back door and slowly forcing it's way in.  Her face contorting with the sudden pain.  She instinctively tried to push away from his invading thumb but to no avail.  She felt him take her tight little star and spread it open. 

"Ohhh God!"  She moan out as the initial pain subsided and she felt her tight ring loosen around his digit. 

"Yes that's it...you know you like it in every hole don't you girl?"  He growl softly in her ear.

"Yes, oh God yes I do!"  She whimpered back as she rocked her hips back and forth on his fingers.

His other hand torturing her nipple, slowly, sensuously.  He worked her ass and cunt like a concert pianist.  His digits giving her untold pleasure.  She never imagined she could climax so hard from just a fingering.  But she felt the wave of pleasure crashing over her.  Her muscles clenching around his thick fingers as she let out a scream of pure bliss.  Her climax echoing against the rock face of the cliff surrounding them.

As her body trembled and quivered, his fingers still wiggling within her not giving her a moments rest she felt his teeth on her earlobe, biting, tugging as he growls.
 
"Now beg...beg for me to take you girl"

His word crashing against her lust filled mind.  She did not give it a moments thought, she simply dropped to her hands and knees, presenting herself like a bitch in heat as she moan and beg him.

"Please Sir....take me!  Take all of me!"

With a wry smile on his lips he pulled one hand back and with brute force let is fly back to collided against her upturned ass.  Leaving a deep red hand print.  Her scream echoing against the crashing waves as she felt the burning sting of his hand on her flesh.  He fingers digging into the warm sand as she hears herself beg for more.

As he smacks her as a few more times with the back of his hand he looks down at her.
"That's a good little slut, you were born for this"  He says with a light laugh in his tone as he grabs his hard cock and slaps it over her now reddened ass cheeks.  Pressing the head against her tight little back door and slowly spreading her open.

Biting her lower lips as she feels his girth start to stretch her open.  A pain she's rarely felt, yet that she accepts willingly if it will please this man that now controls every inch of her body.  She feels his fingers dig into her hips as he slowly impales her on his cock.  The pain slowly giving way to warmth as her tight dark tunnel start to accept his throbbing cock.  She can hear  him grunt as she feels his heavy balls slap against her wet pussy.  A low deep moan escaping them both as she feel completely filled by him.

She never imagined she could take him.  Not in this way.  She'd never had a man of his size take her this way.  She still felt it was taboo, yet here and now nothing turned her more then to feel him start to thrust back and forth in tight dark hole.  Not only did the pain turn to pleasure, the shame started to turn to wanton lust as she felt herself start to back up against his cock.  The more their bodies collided the hotter she felt.  Gone was sense of propriety, or correctness.  As he grabbed her hair forcing her head back, and her back to arch she could only spread her legs more and beg for him to fuck her harder.

She felt the pain as he pulled her up to her knees by her hair, his massive cock still buried deep in her ass as he slid one hand around and started to spank her clit and pussy, his sweaty hairy chest against her back, his mouth to her ear as he growls low.

"What are you?"

Through shallow breath she whimpered softly  "I'm a slut"

Again the harsh pain of him tugging roughly on her hair

"What?  I didn't hear that!!"  He growled loudly

"I AM YOUR FUCKING SLUT SIR!!!"  She screamed with total abandon, not caring if anyone heard.

Feeling his grip loosen on her hair as he pushes her forward and slowly slips from ass.

"Yes you are"

With those word she felt him ram his hard throbbing shaft deep within her burning cunt.  Taking her completely without mercy as he slams in.  As the head of his cock hit her cervix she screams.  Her body like a live wire as her climax washes over her like a Tsunami.  Her heart beating so hard she feel it will jump out of her chest.  Her breath shallow and rapid...so fast she thinks she may faint away.  The orgasm feeling like death yet she knows she's never felt so alive.  Every hard thrust of his cock brings a new wave a pleasure.  She feels herself gushing over his cock, a reaction that no other lover had ever been able to illicit from her body.

His body colliding against her, his fingers clawing at her back, leaving deep red track down her spine.  Just as she thought she couldn't take anymore she feels his cock swell inside her and in one last thrust he explode deep within her, showering her.  The feel of his hot seed deep inside her driving her once more over the edge as she yells out

"YESS!!! YESSS OH GOD YES I'M YOURS!!"

Her eyes snapping open with the powerful orgasm as she looks up.

"Miss...you can't be down here, this part of the beach is closed to the public"
Here head spinning around, looking back for her powerful lover and finding only an aging Park Ranger standing above her.

Funny what too much sun will do to you.

The End.

The 1 Hour writting project.

Hey there,

You're friendly neighborhood Bear again.  (Like who else would it be?)

So had little fun with the folks down at Olina this morning.  I set myself a little challenge.  I asked them to basically free associate and give some idea for a little Erotic short story.  Then I set myself a 1 hour time limit to see if I could put it all together.

Here what I came up with.

Oh and thanks to Zoey, Dy, Sweets and Trin for helping out with the subject matter.  Read on and hey post a comment if you like it or not.

(The One Hour Writing Project)

She'd gotten to the beach early, wanting to enjoy the beautiful day.  But as she reached the beach she saw she wasn't the only one who'd had the same idea.  The place was packed with screaming kids and overweight people in undersized swim wear.  She decided to walk along the shore line and try to find a more secluded spot for herself.

After some time and somewhat of a perilous climb over jagged rocks she found the perfect little spot.  It was a little deserted cove, nestled between the cliff rocks.
She laid her towel down and spread out the contents of her beach bag, taking out her favorite book of erotic stories as she lay basking in the sun enjoying her solitude.  After a while the heat of the noon sun and the relaxing sound of the crashing waves got the better of her and she simply dosed off on her towel.

She awoke to the feel of a touch on her back and low voice in her hear saying, "Miss? Miss? Are you alright there?" 
Her eyes fluttered open as she turned her head to the side and looked up, a little dazed and confused as her vision cleared, she saw this man kneeling beside her, bearded face, eyes hidden by sunglasses, and bear chested.

"Wh...what?" she mumbled

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I saw you laying here in the cove and I wanted to make sure you were all right.  This is a forbidden section of the beach, due to the strong currents and jagged rocks just below the surface.  We don't patrol it often but I make sure I check it at least once a day."
As her vision cleared and groggy mind awoke she realized the man was actually a lifeguard.  She took in his tan body, hairy chest and rather tight red speedo.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know this place was off limits, I was just looking for a quiet place."
He put his first aid bag down beside her.  "Well you couldn't have found a more secluded spot.  I'm actually impressed you managed to get down here." 
He took off his mirrored sunglass as he glanced down at her back and she could see his piercing green eyes.

"I think you may have over done it on the sunbathing there" he said, as he gently ran a finger over her reddened back.  She hissed as the gentle touch over her sensitive skin sent goos bump running up and down her back.

"Ohh, I didn't realize I'd fallen asleep.  How bad is it?" she asked, cringing.
"It's not too bad, and I think I have something that will help,"  he said as he fished out a bottle from his first aid bag.  She watched as he squirted the content into his large hands and rubbed them together slowly.  She caught the sent of coconut as it drifted in the air. 
"Just lay down," he said in a soft, yet commanding voice.  She laid her head down over her arms as she felt his strong hands glide over her lower back.  His touch was strangely soothing over her burning skin.  She was surprised when a soft little moan escaped her lips, and she couldn't help wondering if he'd heard.

Without a word the man continued to lather her burnt back with the soothing lotion.  His strong hands worked slowly up from her lower back.  As she reveled in his soft touch her eyes suddenly snapped open with a little gasp as she felt the clasp of her bikini top snap open. 
"Have to make sure you get this all over," she heard him say as he leaned down over her.  She could feel him straddling the back of her thighs now.  She could swear she could feel his package press down between her ass cheeks.  With a nervous gulp she managed to say, "Well you're the expert here, I guess."

As he slid down her body she felt his hands caress and massage her calves and thighs working slowly back up. She realized only after a moment that she'd slowly spread her thighs apart for him.  She felt his thumbs slide between her warm inner thighs. 

As another soft little moan escaped her she felt one hand leaving her body, as he reached over for the bottle once more.  Then before she knew it his nimble fingers had undone the little bows holding her bikini bottom together and felt him peeling back the little piece of fabric covering her ass.  Before she could protest she felt the cool lotion being squirted over her cheeks, second before she felt his large hand start to knead her cheeks like two loaves of soft dough.

As his fingers spread and pawed as her soft ass, she could only lay there, her eyes closing as she caught herself pushing back a little against his strong hand.  She felt his warm breath against her ear as he whispered, "That's it, got to make sure we work it all in nice and deep."
As he spoke she could feel his hard bulge pressing between her now oily cheeks.  The fabric of his red speedo was the only thing between them.  The feel of his hard member against her made her instantly wet as she felt his hairy chest against her back.

"Now let's make sure you're fully protected,"  he said in a low tone as he grabbed her hips and turned her over, still straddling her.  With her bikini undone she felt the warm sun caress her bare breasts and the gentle sea breeze flow over her smooth, wet pussy lips.  She looked up at him without fear or shyness simply submitting to his firm hands.  He grabbed the bottle one more and slowly he squeezed it over her, letting the soothing lotion flow over her full breasts and down her flat tummy as if she was an ice cream sundae being covered in chocolate sauce.  Her head tilting back, her breasts pushing slightly upward as another soft moan escaped her.

Her entire body shivered as she felt his hands reach down and start to work the lotion over her breasts.  Her nipples now erect and rock hard as his finger glided over them.  Suddenly she felt his hard member slap down on her stomach as he'd reached down to free it from his tight bathing suit. 
She gasp as she looked down her body between her breasts seeing the impressive member slide up slowly between her now oily tits.

His hand pressed both breasts firmly around his hard cock as he slowly started to rock his hip back and forth.  The head of his massive cock tapped against her chin with every slow forward thrust.  The smell of sweet coconut oil filled her nostrils.

As she quivered under him she suddenly felt his hand grab her both her wrists and pin them behind her head on the ground as he slipped the fingers of his other hand in her hair and pull her head up.  She gasped a little as he forced the head of his cock between her warm lips.
Her eyes grew wide as she groaned and struggled lightly under him.  She felt his grip tightening against her scalp as he looked down at her and forced his cock deeper into her mouth.  The taste of coconut coated her tongue.

"Mmm, that's it! Open wide, slut!" he said with a growl as she felt his cock slide down over her tongue and hit the back of her throat..

Thursday 27 June 2013

Light Summer Reading.

Here's a little something I wrote a while back.  Something for you all (whom ever you may be) to read on a rainy day.

The Storm
It was hot, really hot.  One of those hot August nights where everything seemed to stick to you and no matter how many showers you took you just couldn’t seem to cool down.  Helena had been trying to fall asleep now for over an hour but she just couldn’t do it.  The whirling sound of the old metal fan was buzzing in her ear.  What little air it did manage to push over her body was no help.  It was hot and humid and only made her small cotton night shirt stick to her body even more.  She lay on the old wrought iron bed looking up at the ceiling; she could hear the sounds of the shower going downstairs.  She glanced at her watch on the nightstand, little past midnight.  As she closed her eyes once more in a futile attempt to sleep the events of the pass few weeks ran through her mind once more.
Three weeks ago she’d gotten the news that her grandmother had died.  In her will the old woman had left her the country house.  Helena remembered fondly the old house; she spent many a summer there running through the fields, playing on the old tire swing.  She could still smell her grandmother’s cooking whenever she thought of the place.  She was sad to hear of her passing, but she knew that her grandmother had had a long and full life. Of course, if her grandmother’s life had been so full then so had the life of her old house.  After the funeral she drove up to see the place with the lawyer who handed her the deed to the place.  The house seemed….smaller somehow and time had not been kind to it.  Grandma could cook but she wasn't handy with tools.  The place was in dire need of repair.  The thought of selling the place did come to mind, yet as she walked through the little house she just couldn’t do it.
So she returned to the city fully intending to return and fix up the place.  Something easier said than done.  Luckily for her as she came home and was picking up her mail the neighbor from 4B was coming out of the elevator.  She didn’t really know him, she always thought of him as 4B.  But he had a kind face and she did recall that on the occasions she’d seen him out of his business suit and in jeans, he filled those jeans out very nicely.  As 4B approached he stopped to offer his condolences.  It seemed that 5A had told 7C about the passing of her grandmother and 6D had mentioned it to 4B.  She thanked him and they spoke for a few moments, pleasantries mostly.  Then she mentioned that she needed to find a handy man to help spruce up the old house she’d inherited.  That’s when 4B offered to help her out.  Said he loved to work with his hands and that ever since he’d remodeled his apartment he was looking for a good project.
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Helena accepted the offer.  She told him she’d be driving up there next Friday after work if he was interested.  4B, whose name she finally learned was Adam, said he’d love to get his hands dirty.  So five short days later they were on the road.  At first Helena was a little fearful of the long drive; after all they were practically strangers. Surely they hadn't passed each other in the halls more than a dozen times in the five years she’d been in the building.  But when 4B…or Adam, drove up to the landing in his jeep, his tools in the back and gave a honk, one look at his tight jeans told her, this might not be such a bad trip after all.  They drove.  The couple of hours it took to get to the country house flew by.  It seems that her new handy man was quite a good conversationalist after all.  When they got to the house, the sun had already long gone to bed.  She showed him the downstairs guess room and went up to her grandmother's room, with a “good night” and a “see you in the morning”.
The next morning she awoke to the sound of hammering coming from outside, through sleepy eyes she glanced at her watch and saw… 6am.  Whatever kind of handy man 4B was, he was not a lazy one.  After a quick breakfast and two cups of coffee she joined him outside.  As she turned the corner of the house she stopped dead in her tracks.  What she saw made getting up at this god awful hour on a Saturday morning worthwhile.  There he was, half bent over his work horse, measuring a piece of lumber; her eyes took in the sight from the bottom up.  He had on a pair of work boots, and some cut off jean short that she could only imagine he had been poured into.  As he bent over it was, that nice tush she remembered.  His t-shirt was tucked in his back pocket and as the morning sun hit his body she could clearly see the rippling muscles of his back.  His skin was a shade of light brown, like the coffee she was carrying.  Shaking her head a little annoyed with herself for ogling this man who, after all, was kind enough to offer to help her, she moved forward and offered him the cup of joe.
It didn’t take long for the heat to rise.  They spent the day hard at work, ripping, sanding, and nailing one thing after another.  The sun baking their skin.  They stopped just long enough to grab a sandwich and then went right back to work.  The day wore on and as the sun shifted in the sky and her stomach began to grumble they decided it was time to call it a day.  She went upstairs to take a well deserved bath as he showered downstairs.  To her surprise when she went back down he’d already started dinner.  It was by no means a five course meal but she thoroughly enjoyed the meal he’d prepared and the two bottles of wine help greatly to relax her.  The more time she spent with 4B the more she enjoyed herself.  It wasn’t long before night fell.  The dishes having been cleaned Helena caught herself staring again at her handy man…when he asked if anything was wrong, she could feel herself flush, nervously she could only think to answer that “no nothing was wrong, but that she was a bit tired”.  To which he smiled and said that he was too.  So he bid her “good night” and headed off to his room.  If she thought he wouldn’t have heard it she would have banged her head on the counter. 
But such at it was, she took her head upstairs, changed into her soft white cotton night shirt that felt so nice when it hit her naked body, for about 2.5 second that is…then it just clung to her.  It was 10:30pm…this was going to be a long night.
Her eyes popped open as she heard the shower stop.  She glanced around the darken room; she could see the drapes barely fluttering from the open window as she heard the creaking of the downstairs floor.  Obviously her housemate couldn’t find sleep anymore then she could.  She heard the distinct sound of the screen door open and shut and wondered what he could possibly be up too.  Surely he wasn’t going to fix the porch at this hour.  Then a she heard a sound that caught her breath in her throat, it was the rumble of thunder in the distance.  She hated thunder storms, ever since she was kid.  They always frightened her.  As if to emphasize the point a soft flash of lightning and another clap of thunder roared over the house, the electric fan stopped dead.  
“Well there goes my A/C,” she thought.  She was annoyed more than surprised.  The house was miles away from any town and electricity cut out regularly, which did not help her fear of storms any.  As yet another low rumble went through the house she jumped out of bed and fumbled in the night stand to find the book of matches she knew was always there.  Grandma was nothing if not prepared.  She struck the match and lit the old oil lamp on the dresser.  A soft shimmer filled the bedroom, she jump and almost let out a yell when she caught the drapes flapping about in the corner of her eye.  She steadied herself, with a small laugh.  “Get a hold of yourself girl, no boogie men here”  Taking up the lamp with both hands she figured she might as well investigate what her guest was up too on the front porch at this late hour.  So slowly she crept down the stairs on tip toes, trying to make herself as silent as a cat.  The old stairs would have none of that though, and they creaked and cracked underfoot until she reached the old screen door.  She gently pushed it open and took a step out onto the porch.  As the glow from the lamp spread outward, it revealed him.  He was standing there, his back to the door, leaning up against one of the porch’s big wooden beams, one hand on the railing, his legs crossed, wearing nothing but a small white towel around his waist.  The light flickered over his back, showing his glistening skin.
“I hope I didn’t wake you?”  He said still staring out into the night sky.
“No, don’t be silly, who can sleep in this heat? I guess you needed a breath of fresh air yourself. I hope I’m not bothering you.”
He turned his head slightly glancing at her in the doorway, lamp in hand.  He made no apologies for is state of semi nakedness, just grinned softly and turned back to look out once more.  As he did the night sky light up, the shape of dark storm clouds illuminated.
“There’s a storm coming,” he said just as the thunder roared.
She jumped crossing what little distance separated them in a single bounce as she let out a frightened yelp.
“I know, God I hate those things!”  She said as she put down the oil lamp on the little wicker table that stood guard on the porch.
He let out a soft laugh “You can’t mean that, thunderstorm have such beauty, such power.  I love them, always have.”
As she turned to reply, the heavens let loose with what seemed to her like a barrage of lightning and thunder.  Like a frightened cat she jumped once more, hands flailing about and, like a child to a parent she wrapped her arm around his chest, burying her face between his shoulder blades, her eyes shut tight as the ever present thunder rolled it way over the nearby hills and shook the ground as if a giant putting its foot down.  When her wits returned to her she could feel her head bobbing softly as he she heard a soft, but heartfelt laugh coming from her lightning guard.  She gently slapped his chest.
“It’s not funny!” she mumbled from between his shoulder blades.
“Depends on which side of this death grip you’re on.” he said with another laugh.
As another volley of lightning and thunder filled the sky, she tightened her grip on him.  Through the fear and the sound of rolling thunder she could feel his strong hand gently stroking hers over his chest.  She could hear his soft word over the pings of the first drops of rain hitting the tin roof.
“There’s nothing to fear.  Just open your senses, smell the air, how it changes as the storm comes closer.  Feel how the cool breeze rises, the air is heavy with rain; you can almost feel it on your skin.”
His words strangely relaxing her, her eyelids softening from their fearful clenched position, taking a slow deep breath.  He was right, she could smell it in the air…but it wasn’t all she smelled.  The soft crisp smell of his skin, fresh from the shower, soapy yet oh so masculine.  His voice soft in her ears as the sound of the rain hitting the roof seemed to speed her very heartbeat.  Her finger relaxing over his strong chest, feeling it rise and fall slowly with every deep breath he took.  As if of their own accord her hands began to slowly move over his chest. 
His head half turning to try and catch of glimpse of her.  Her lips gently touching his warm skin leaving a soft kiss between his shoulder blade.
“Helena, I…” 
“Shhhhh”  she whispered softly, leaving yet another moist kiss on his spine, cutting him off before he could say anything that would break this moment and drain her of the courage and lust she felt at this very instant.  Her hands slowly slipping from his grasp and making their way down his chest.  She could feel every strand of damp hair on his chest, her fingertips following that every present little trail that led from his chest down to his belly button. 
Her finger tips finally ending their journey at the edge of the small cotton towel wrapped around his waist.  This could be one of two things.  A dam that could stop her cold and bring her out of her lustful state, or merely a speed bump on the road to a trip full of passion, passion she longed to feel.  With a soft intake of hair and small grin on her face, her eyes still shut, face against his strong back, she pulled on the towel, feeling it give way and loosening.  Her finger releasing it and letting it fall to the wooden planks of the porch.  Her sexy handyman never making a move to grab it or to stop her exploring hands.  The storm building within as without as the wind picked up and she could feel the first droplets of rain hitting their bodies. 
Pressed up against him, she slowly began to slide down, her lips leaving soft kisses over his skin as her hands turned over his flat stomach and continued their journey downward.  Reaching the small of his back as her knees bent, she opened her eyes once again to look at the two perfectly formed globes in front of her face.  She’d had admired those buns from afar but as she saw them, felt them, she could not resist kissing each check and playfully grazing them with her teeth as her hand slid down to his hips and she gently turns him around.
As he turned slowly a bolt of lightning illuminated the sky, her eye grew wide as she saw his half erect manhood.  The silver flash of light gleaming over a large Prince Albert at the end of his cock.  She gasped, in surprise and amazement at 4B’s generous endowment and for just a second as she gleaned the Prince Albert she thought, this man is definitely more then he appears, there is more to him then the quiet business man she thought she knew.  With a sly grin on her lips she resolved herself to finding out everything she could.  Shock giving way to hunger and curiosity she leaned forward, her warm soft lips gently caressing his shaft as he let out a soft groan.  She felt his hand, strong and calloused from the long day’s work, caress her check, his fingers slipping into her soft flowing red hair as he gently guided her in.  Her lips and tongue covering every inch of his now rock hard shaft, she was savouring him, and also in the back of her mind wondering how she could ever devour his entire cock.
As the tip of his cock reached her lips once more, she playfully teased the Prince Albert with the tip of her tongue looking up at him.  He was gazing down at her, his eyes filled with lust as she felt his hand on the back of her head, a gentle push forward, his cockhead pressing at her burning lips, she could feel he was holding back, but she also knew that now, he would not be denied.  Her lips parted and she felt the head slowly spreading them open, sliding over her teeth.  She could feel the cool metal of the Prince Albert on her tongue, she moaned deeply as she tasted his cock, how she loved the taste and feel of a real man’s throbbing cock in her mouth, her body shivering, nipples hardening, she could feel the wetness between her thighs as he push his hard member in slowly, inch after delicious inch until she could feel it pressing at the back of her throat.  She did nothing to slow the advance, to the contrary, her hands slid up to his firm ass and she gently dug her fingers in his flesh pushing him forward.  She could feel her throat trying to stretch to accommodate his girth; she gagged lightly and then swallowed forcing herself to take him.  Her gullet giving way under the pressure as the head slid down her throat. 
He gasped loudly, a clap of thunder ringing out in time, as he felt her take him deeply.  He’d know few women who could do this and the feel of her lips on the base of his cock only added fuel to the fire.  He felt her quivering, as he gazed back down, his hand at the back of her head slowly moving back letting her slide back slowly on his cock until it popped out of her gaping mouth.  She gasped loudly for a deep breath of air as rain began to pour down all around them.  The sounds of her gurgling hungry mouth on his cock almost drowned out by the incessant pounding of the rain on the tin roof.  Whatever restraint or awkwardness there may have been had now given way to pure animal lust.  She pushed and pulled him in, her mouth and throat now giving his cock full entry as she devoured it like a ravenous beast.  She could not believe how this man was making her feel.  It had been a long time since she’d had such a handsome and well hung lover.  The heat and lust were washing over her and she loved it.  All her inhibitions were being swept away by the storm.
She felt his hand in her hair, balling into a fist as he pulled her away from his throbbing cock.  She resisted, looking up pleading with her eyes to not be denied such a glorious meal.  Yet as she caught his gaze she knew immediately that this was a man who knew exactly what he wanted and knew how to take it.  She would refuse him nothing.  He pulled her up slowly to stand and face him once more his hand slipping from the nape of her neck down her shoulder, his fingers sliding the light strap of her night shirt down her shoulders, then his finger gripping the front and unveiling her firm breasts.  The cool night air mingled with her own excitement made her nipples rock hard and very sensitive, something that did not go unnoticed.  His hands moving over the two firm orbs, his thumbs rolling over her hard nipples, forcing a slight moan from her lips.   She closed her eyes as she enjoyed every sensation.  She felt his strong hands grasping her by the shoulders and bringing her about until she felt the porch railing against her.
He slipped his hands down her side pulling the night shirt along until it slide past her hips and made its way to the wet porch.  He grabbed her waist and with almost no effort, lifted her up and sat her down on the wood railing.  She leaned hear back, the rain now falling over her face, matting down her long red hair as she felt the warmth of his mouth on her hard nipple.  She moaned loudly.

“Oh God, Adam….yesss.”
Her exclamation punctuated by yet another flash of lightning and clap of thunder.  She felt his hand on the small of her back as she arched herself forward, one hand clinging to the railing as the other held on for dear life to the back of his bald head.  She could hear his growls and groans, like a wolf at feeding time as he sucked, and nibbled and bit at one tit and then the other.  Every graze of his teeth or touch of his tongue on her nipples sent a wave of pleasure crashing through her.  She felt her thighs spreading as her first climax washed over her.  She shivered on her perch, her finger clamping down at the back of head for support as she rode out the first burst of pure pleasure he was giving her.  He released her swollen nipple and straightening up was face to face with her once more.  She could see his strong chest rising and falling quickly, his eyes blazing.  She felt his strong dominant grasp as he caught her wet hair in his hand and pulled her lips to his. 
He kissed her, oh how he kissed her.  Not the kiss of a love sick Romeo to his Juliette, more like two powerful magnets latching on to one and other.  Their hands moving over each other’s naked bodies as their lips mash together, the tongue intertwining.  She felt his hot tongue push its way and her mouth and she accepted it fully, suckling on it as she had his hard cock.  She felt his hand grab her wrists as they deeply kissed.  He guided both hands to the railing and pressed her hands down.  Instinctively she knew to grab the railing firmly as he broke their kiss and dropped to his knees before her.  He put his hands on her warm thighs and roughly pulled them apart.  Pushing her thighs upward and slipping his strong shoulder underneath as he dove in.  His mouth afire as he pressed his burning lips to hers.  She cried out in the night air.
“Oh Fuck!!!”
She could not believe it, his tongue, his lips; she could even feel every coarse hair from his goatee on her pussy.  It was as if every nerve ending in her body was now connected to her genitals.  Her nails digging into the wood railing as she felt him devour her pussy.  His tongue swirling across her engorged clit.  His teeth capturing her pussy lips in turn, pulling on them and letting them snap back.  The blood rushing between her thighs felt like a forest fire.  She clasp her thighs on either side of his head and began a pulling him in.  She rocked her pelvis on his large burning tongue as it darted in and out of her wet cunt.
He could feel her thighs quivering as she came for the second time.  He grinned almost wickedly between them as he sucked on her warm nectar.  He knew full well that she was now more than ready for him, and he would take her…he would make her his.
Grabbing the back of her knees he spread her legs apart, slipping back up between them and letting them wrap themselves around his waist.  He grab her ass firmly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.  Eyes wide open as he looked into her lustful soul and thrust himself forward, impaling her pussy with his masterful cock as they both let out a loud moan of pure unadulterated bliss.  As if Mother Nature herself were peaking down at them she let loss with the most powerful crash of lightning and thunder yet.  The entire house shook as he buried his cock deep within her wanton pussy.
She let go of the railing wrapping her arms around his neck, her nails digging into his shoulder blades as she moaned and groaned.  Her head swaying back and forth as she felt him begin a slow yet powerful rhythm with his hips.  She could feel the thick shaft splitting her open and her only though was more…more….more.  She snapped her head forward, her eyes wide as she looked at him.  She could not believe the words that next fell from her lips.
“Fuck me Adam, fuck me hard, make me your fucking slut I beg you!”
She saw the effect her words had on him.  His eyes lit up, the corner of his mouth rising with a wild animalistic grin as she felt his fingers dig into her flesh even more.  His thrusts becoming wilder and harder.  He was fucking her with total abandon.
She felt herself being lifted up from the porch railing as he bounced her on his cock as if she were nothing but a rag doll in his hands.  She bucked and clenched her pussy around his shaft, her face buried in the crook of his neck, her nipples rubbing against his muscular chest.  She felt his body stiffen up, as if every muscle was tensing, she heard his rapid breath in her ear, and through clench teeth he growled.
“Take me!!!!"
She felt him explode within her, deeply, as he rammed his cock home one last time.  The first volley of his thick manly seed hitting her insides was enough to send her crashing over the edge for the third time.  Her pussy convulsing around his throbbing shaft, covering it in a scalding shower of her own juices.  The two lovers shivering, holding onto each other for dear life as both rode a most intense wave of pure bodily ecstasy.
The next thing she actually felt was the wet wood under her ass cheecks as he lay her back down on the railing.  His spent cock slowly slipping from her dripping slit.  It took every ounce of strength she had left to pull her face from his neck and look back into his eyes.  She saw him looking at her with a boyish smile as he said.
“So….how do you like Thunderstorms now?”

THE END

Sunday 23 June 2013

Does a Bear Shit in the woods?

Hi everyone,

Well for those of you who don't know me, (how did you ever find this place?)

I'm Rick, and I'm a long standing member of the Second Life community.  This is my attempt at a blog.  I have no idea what this will be yet.  I'll try to make it funny and sexy.  It will have my thoughts on SL, some of my experiences and other stuff.

I'll try to bring readers fun little tidbits of my life in SL.  This will be honest and blunt...I'll try to keep names to a minimum so as to not embarrass anyone and this will always be about MY opinion.  If it goes along with yours...fine.  If it doesn't and you'd like to debate...also fine.  But if you get huffy or just plain insulting...well then just don't read.

So a little background on me I think is in order.

I'm 45 years old, I've been in SL for 6 years now, going on 7 very soon.  I was introduce to SL by someone I'd meet on Yahoo chat.  At the time we were doing text based cyber sexing and she told me about this new place called Second Life.

After the requisite stay at newby island I finally managed to get my first Avatar in order and off I went with her to explore the seedy side of cartoon porn chat.

To say I was impress...not so much!.  Keep in mind for those of you who know SL this was 6 years back.  We looked awful and do to anything you had to jump from one poseball to another.  Oh and let's not forget Xcite...clicking on body part and hear them speak was ALL the rage.  This I thought was not a real conductive medium for easy flowing role playing.

Took a while but I finally figured it out....and got HOOKED.  Now it's like Crack...can't go without it.

So BEAR with me...and as I go along I'll try to entertain you all with my musings.  Keep reading...if anyone is actually out there.

RickBear.