Tag: drink

Can I pour you a drink?  God knows I could use one so come join me.  My mind is swirling and I need your calm.  What is it about you that helps me breathe so easily?  Maybe the way your fingers trail over my warm skin when you lay next to me sure that I am sleeping?  Maybe its that naughty little glare you get when you need playtime?  Maybe its the way your lips fill me with desire and joy when you press them to mine?  

Maybe the warmth of your breath on my neck when you are in my lap?  

I figure its all of that and more……..So………..come have a drink and let me be the love that you deserve, the kind of love you show me every moment you are near.

Kick off the new year with me!  A wild kinky party to get you hot and wet followed by a more intimate gathering at my place.  

We can share a few drinks after we slip out of our drenched clothing.  I will pop my cork and share a burst of something tasty with you.  Plan on spending the night as the roads will not be safe, curl up with someone special and share passion.

May you all have a playful, wild, naughty new year and hopefully you will let me into your mind and body again in 2017.

Kisses and spanks my sexy friends!

myhandinyourhairwhileiwhisper:

myalaparisienne:

©Dmitry Borisov

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Photography was just a hobby, nothing more.  I would take my lunches or evenings when the mood struck me and head to the park or to the industrial sector, to a lake or to peak.   I had to admit I had a way about finding beauty in anything.  I had seen you before around town but today you were sitting out on the pier as the sun set.   I had been clicking away until I noticed your head down.  I walked carefully up from behind not wanting to startle you.  “Hey is everything ok?”  I pretended not to notice you drying your eyes.

A simple nod as you look out over the water.  I sat down beside you, not too close but close enough to start a conversation.  Maybe I should of left you be but I didn’t like to see people hurting.  Some light chatter exposed your recent break up, left for another after a long term relationship.  I admitted my own faults in dating and picking the wrong one but assured you that with your beauty it would not take long for another.  You thanked me but modestly denied my sense and sight.  “I beg to differ, I have an excellent way of seeing beauty and trust me you are a breath taker!’ A light laugh and repeated thanks.

We talked about our jobs and my hobby and after a bit we found ourselves walking the beach.  I clicked away at the final moments of the setting sun making sure to catch glimpses of you in the frames down to the silhouette at the end of dusk.  “That blush looks good on you.”

Now I was really not trying to hit on you, I mean any man naturally would but I recognized the fresh sting of your break up and didn’t want to be the rebound guy, been there, done that.  You invited me for a drink as we got to the lot and although surprised I accepted.   The next few hours at a local tavern our casual conversations became bolder, flirtatious, playful, and revealing.    Leaning into each other in laughter, light touches when we spoke as the night grew late you asked if I had ever photographed people.  It was an odd shift at the point we were but maybe you had realized we were headed for a one night stand and neither of us were really that person.  Attractions aside I reminded you of my dabbling hobby and that any portrait work was for a graduate or random person in the scene I was creating.  You asked to see my work sometime and I openly invited you anytime you wanted to stop by.  With that you stood up and picked up my cell phone.  you typed in your cell number and added it to my contacts.  

I smiled as I had obviously made a new friend and this rough day a bit easier on you.  I paid the tab as you dialed your number on my cell so you now had my number.  You wished me a good night and another thank you as I stood “Pleasure is mine for sure.” You leaned to me and kissed my cheek and walked off.  I finished my drink and wondered if I should try and call you in a few days as I walked to my car.  When I got home and slipped into bed my cell vibrated.  I looked down to find a message from you asking for my address and if I like wine.  I typed in my location and let you know I would have the glasses ready tomorrow night along with some pasta if it would please you.

The next night you arrived and we shared a bachelor prepared meal and a bottle of wine.  Warm conversation and laughter, we ended up in my living room flipping through books of photographs.  You complimented me and revisited the question about taking pictures of people.  “Well if I had a model like you I would spend my whole day taking pictures” a flattering flirt as you set down your glass.  “Get your camera as you stood and started to undress.”  Now you had never mentioned nude photos but I was not about to pass up this playful moment.  I grabbed my camera, where would I take them?  I started off lighting a quick fire and having you relax on the couch.  The flames highlights flickered over your body as you posed.  Was the hottest thing I have every done in my life and your smile was delicious.

You had mentioned the other night certain things you liked, the beach, a bottle of wine and I recalled one of the issues your ex had was you were too wild for him.  Always wanting to push boundaries as he was more traditional.  Now it hit me, this photography in the nude was just you trying to be……….you.  I refilled your wine and took some fun playful pics in the kitchen as you drank and teased.   I was so aroused by you I could barely think.   I needed something off the charts for you, really make the experience and push my own boundaries.   I took your hand and led you to my spare room.  You saw the bed and immediately climbed up, you were ready for more than pictures.  I was not the only one turned on by the shoot.  “Give me a minute..” I rushed out of the room and too the garage, found what I wanted…made a few cuts and rushed up in the room.  As I looked at the bed you were gone and I worried for a split second that you left only to catch you sitting in the tall chair.  You had moved it in front of the mirror and had opened your legs, admiring your body.  Hell so was I.

I didn’t ask, I moved behind you and pulled your arms back, when you felt the rope you smiled at me in the reflection.  I bound your wrists then your ankles.  I took pictures through the mirror of you as I could see you watching.  Then I set the camera down and went to untie you.  Kneeling at your legs you told me not to let you go.  I looked up at you, moved my hands over your thighs and ran my tongue into your juicy flesh.   Your moans were intoxicating and we spent the night releasing you into kinky pleasure.  When I woke in the morning you were gone although the bed was still warm next to me.  I sat up to a rattle of my cell on the nightstand.   Your message was an address and this “Tonight you can bring the wine and I will bring the rope!”

Another business trip with random colleagues.  Nothing but boring conferences and this time I have to take the new girl.  I could see from the minute she was assigned to this one she was just as thrilled.   By mid afternoon the travel itinerary was laying on my desk, I packed up my things and made my way to my car.   I heard her call for me as I waited for the elevator so I held the door.  Smiles given smugly as we headed for the parking garage.  I offered to drive us both and she agreed it made sense to drive separately with a thank you.

The drive was short but we found each other actually engaging in our conversations, she was not bad to look at either.  Business suit with a pinstriped skirt, glasses, and golden hair.   She blushed a bit when she realized I was looking, then again I was an attractive, successful man.   I could see she was not shy about looking my way.  

By the time we got to the airport we were laughing and plotting an early exit from the meeting to enjoy the city afterwards.  During the flight it was obvious as she when quiet and pale that she was not a comfortable flyer.  I did my best to keep her attentions on me and not the rumble of the plane.  She again was appreciative of the efforts but did keep a death grip on my thigh.  I could actually feel her nails break the skin under my slacks but I just lay my hand on hers to calm her.  We made it and she was quick to exit with a sigh and laugh, more apologies than necessary.  

As we found our hotel and checked in they found they had overbooked.  Complaining and arguing down the line as it was clear we were not the only two guests in this predicament.  I was arguing the importance of our meetings and rest when I felt her hand lay on mine.  She leaned past me to tell her to make sure that we had a king size bed and pull out.  We would manage it.  I took a heavy sigh and nodded, I had slept on a pull out before.  We unpacked in the room and found ourselves in the hotel bar for a quick dinner and drinks.  Relaxed conversations of past history, family, hobbies, and embarrassing moments with a few more drinks had us roaring.   Come to find out she was a wild one outside of work, as was I.  

I hadn’t really noticed how she would touch my arm or leg when she talked, nor did I realized how close we were sitting.  A few little silence moments, yet not uncomfortable more………comfortable that I would of normally felt.  It was late and we both agreed we had enough to sleep through the first half of the day tomorrow.  As we stepped in the elevator my hand moved to the small of her back.  Not sure why just felt right as we stepped in.  A bit more silence as we rode up together till she turned and looked at me.  “Thank you for today, not only are you a great chauffeur, you are a caring, funny distraction that I really needed tonight.”  I just smiled and nodded as we exited the elevator and entered our room.  I was exhausted and as she stepped into the bathroom I decided to change for bed.  I had only unbuttoned my shirt when I heard the struggle and cursing as she stepped back into the main room.  Her jacket off, she was wrestling with the zipper on her skirt.  “How are you with zippers?” 

I laughed and moved behind her, with a good firm yank and wiggle the zipper clicked down to reveal a black lace thong as she turned quickly and kissed me lightly.  Realizing she did she got a look of immediate worry until she saw my pleased grin.  She moved her hand to my face and into the back of my hair “my hero” and really kissed me.  When her tongue slipped along my lips and into my mouth my hands responded by attacking her clothes.  Blouse, skirt, bra, panties…..the next think I knew I was tossing her up on the bed with my mouth pressed to her pussy and her crying out for it.  The way she thrashed under my mouth had my cock raging.

I ate her pussy till she soaked my tongue then she grabbed me, pulled me up her body and sucked the cum off my tongue as she shoved my shirt off my shoulders and tore open my pants.   Rolling me on my back a naughty spark in her eyes as she ran her tongue along my shaft and cap.  She sucked my balls and jerked me hard as I grew thick and ready for her.  She almost lept on my lap to straddle me as she pushed down on my rod.  She snapped her hips down and up drenching my shaft in her juices as she came again.  I leaned up and sucked her nipples till she moaned then bit and licked as she rocked her hips.  

I tossed her off of me as she scampered to all fours as I moved behind and dipped my cock back inside.  She lay her face and chest on the bed with her hips lifted high so I could drive in deeper.   The whole room shook as she again burst around my pumping heat.  I could feel it running and dripping off my sack and down my thighs as she begged for my cum inside her.  I gripped her hips and slammed my thickness in deep, harder and harder till I felt the warmth rising and buried my cock in her.  A thick eruption of cum filling her juicy core as I felt her pussy flex and drain ever drop from me.  We collapsed on the bed as she rolled over and lay on top of my chest.  Both with heavy breath, kissing before she lay her head on my chest.  “Don’t think we will need to bother with the pull out.”

Weekend was made to be wild, they ran from party to party swallowing spirits and letting go of their inhibitions.  It only took one to rip her shirt from her body before the rest followed.  Shorts wiggled out of and panties discarded from those who actually wore them.  Now the perfect buzz, cool air nipping, and flames licking their bodies as they let the music take over completely.  Goddesses of the night open to anything and everyone.  

thevisualvamp:

sirloin:

“Give me wine to wash me clean of the weather-stains of cares.”

― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Cocktail hour

The sun had set and she rose from her slumber, so very hungry for the essence of life to pass her lips.  She called for her pet to enter her room as she stood bare with her creamy white skin lightly touched by moonlight from the window.  He walked in and knelt before her looking down at her feet.  Although he ached to see her perfection he must wait for the approval.  Her extra long fingers reached out, slipping under his chin as the nails drug forward and lifted.

He looked up along her body and felt the arousal as she had that deep red glow to her gaze.   He was her food, but he knew she loved him.  He beamed for her as he tilted his neck to give himself to her.  “No not there tonight, you have earned a gift”  She lifted more under his chin and he stood.  She removed his clothes as his passion for her was easily revealed.  

She moved him to the bed and lay him back as she moved over him like a predator.  The pre cum already oozing from his cock in excitement as she took it into her mouth.  A wicked tongue had him throbbing and thrashing.  He didn’t last long as his loving milk spilled into her mouth as her hands moved over him.  Her growl the only warning he would receive in his bliss as she dug her fangs into his thigh.  She fed lightly then she stood up with a warmer glow to her body.  She took her glass and pressed it to his leg to fill it.  He crawled off the bed weak thanking her for his special treat tonight.  Confessing his love and devotion as he left her.

She opened the large glass doors and stepped out on the terrace to watch the night as she drank.  She did enjoy how his seed mixed with the blood.  It was always sweeter.

mstnhoney:

o-richard-nality:

Did you know how sexy you are being naughty?🔥💙-🔥-💜 ♋

Oops, caught me

I open the door and see a glass of whiskey already poured and a note to find you in the bedroom.  I make sure you hear my heavy footsteps as I loosen my tie and take a long stiff drink.  There you are.  My beautiful lover bare and playful.   I see you have something on your mind.  Tell me, what you are thinking about while you run those light fingers against your wet petals?

I come home and find the house quiet.  I pour myself a drink and text you its time to come home.  Normally I have no issue with you being out with friends but tonight I have other plans. 

I sit back in my chair and drain the first glass as I unzip to release some of the intense pressure building.  See all I have done is think about what I am going to do to you tonight.  I hear your car, the door, and your scurried feet as you step into my study.   You nibbling your lip as you see me “This is not going to suck or fuck itself, get out of those sexy little clothes and come take care of your man!”

Dressed in a half t-shirt just barely covering your perky breasts with a pair of little daisy duke shorts you held my hand as we entered the new nightclub. We hugged against the bar while I shouted across the noise to get our drinks. You a beer, me a glass of whiskey on the rocks and as I set up our tab you glance around. Large club dance floor with masses moving with the thump of the music. You touch my shoulder for me to turn and you kiss my cheek before rushing into the crowd to dance. How I love to watch you play. Your body moves in a seductive dance that immediately draws attention from the men and many of the women and you feed off it as do I. I set your beer down and let me elbows rest on the bar as I watch men approach. You look at me over their shoulders as you give them a few teases before turning to another. I watch you move over between 2 women who were already enjoying each other as you brush along their bodies to let them know you would be who they were pressed against for the next song. They wrapped around you as kisses and touches flickered in the strobe lights. I watched until I could feel my cock tighten in my jeans before giving the rest of the club a once over. Besides you needed to have your playtime and I always got the benefits.

There was a loft with a secondary dance floor and obviously an additional bar that hung over the dj’s platform. Each corner of the room had elevated steps with cages at the center where men, women, and couples were allowed to enter and entertain. There seemed very little boundaries here. Over against the other bare wall there was a small platform that was a bit dark to see but something was hanging from the wall. It looked like shackles as I laughed I leaned over to the bartender and asked. He confirmed and pointed out the small table and box he said were available only for use on the stage. I asked when the entertainment began always interested in some bondage play and his response was when somebody was drunk enough. It took a moment to sink in but I soon realized that anybody could use it and if you had not already had me rock hard it would of put me there.

I looked back to the floor to find my lover now between what looked to be a whole bachelor party as I threw back my whiskey and tapped the glass for a refill. I saw you glance over with that naughty smile as the sweat let everyone know your were bra-less. I could see your nipples stretching your shirt tighter as the song ended. As the next one mixed in you broke the ring of men and kissed the last night bachelor on the lips. “Such a naughty girl, you will ruin that boy.” I said as you swayed up to me, pressing your sweaty body against me with a deep kiss. You grab my cock through my jeans “And I will ruin you too big daddy!” as I grip your ass hard and take your mouth as you taste my whiskey only to chase it with your cold beer.

We here a roar over to the side and we see the boys you were just dancing with dragging the groom to the stage. I quickly explain what I found out and we decide to walk over to watch. His buddies held him to the wall but he wanted nothing to do with it and was actually getting uncomfortable to watch him wrestling against his friends. Next thing I know you are walking up and pressing your back to the wall, raising your arms up showing you would be the show and save him from his struggles. They all stopped in their tracks as you stood there waiting to be shackled. The rest of the crowd however had gone wild considering you were the hottest thing in the place. I shouldered past the boys and stood 2 inches from your face and leaned down kissing you with tongues flailing. As I pulled my mouth off I attached the restraints to your wrists as you shook your arms to let everyone hear the chains rattle. You bit your lip as I tied your feet down as well leaving you at everyone’s whim. I walked over and opened the box. Took out a small hand whip with loose straps off soft leather and walked over to the waitress. I handed it to her and whispered in her ear to warm you up.

She gladly hopped up on stage and ran her fingers along your jawline. You bit at her fingers playfully before she slipped her fingers off your chin and brushed them down across your firm chest. I watched as she explored you carefully at first trying to see where your line was and even as her hands went down your legs and up your inner thigh you just looked in her eyes wanting more. She was as wet as you were. She turned to the crowd with the toy raised in air as they cheered for your demise. She then looked back at you with a wink and slowly bent down pressing her ass against your hips as she grinded against you. There was no man soft nor woman dry.

She turned and let the leather strips slap across her ass a few times before she moved to the side and let the softly strike your breasts over your shirt. It was evident that you were soaked and ready to cum already. I knew that look and you fucking wanted more. She struck you harder as you cried out for entertainment purposes but I had been rougher with you many times and this little girl was not going to really hurt you. She whipped along your breasts and between your legs as you moaned and begged for more. If I was not so hot I would have looked around to see how many people were trying to masturbate in their pockets or hell in this place maybe in the open.

You looked over at me and I could see your lips say cumming. You knew what that did to me, made my cock fucking jump out of my pants when you cum. I approached quickly and the waitress just smiled and handed me the whip. I tucked the stick in my belt and stood in front of you. Boo’s and Ahhhh’s were being heard everywhere as they knew I was letting you go. Until I popped the snap on your shorts and slid them down your leg to expose your white frilly panties. I could see how wet they were and I covered your pussy with my mouth over the lace and sucked hard just for a second….I felt you cum again hard as your hips pressed to my mouth and this time you cried out with a real orgasm. The chains holding your hands crashing as you tried to reach my head to hold me there.

I kissed and licked up your body and our eyes locked and when I gripped the collar of your shirt you arched your back as I ripped it from your body. The whole place erupted and the drinks stopped pouring. I grab your breasts in my hands and sucked each nipple deep in my mouth and bit down as you screamed that you were cumming. Now I knew there were people masturbating now. Hell if my hands were not on your tits I would have been stroking too. You were wet, hot, sweaty and shaking as I pulled the whip out of my belt and moved to the side to give them the final show….I lashed across your breasts leaving fine red marks then down between your legs to strike your wetness. Your open hands flexed and then turned to fists as you bucked with each strike and then burst. You came so hard it ran down your thighs and your legs went weak.

I threw the whip to the floor, untied your ankles, and held you up as I undid your wrists. You wrapped your arms around my neck as I scooped you up and carried you off the stage. Hands reaching out to touch us, thank us, cheer for us as I carried you right out the door. Time to go home now baby!