Definition of Inspiration

Sol and I embraced tightly. My finger tips drummed against the soft material of her dress covering her back. I wanted to drop my hands lower and cup her round ass, but my shy cautious alter-ego was surrounded by watchful eyes.

"I want you to write a story about me." Sol flashed her big brown eyes widely.

My shy alter-ego let out a slight bashful laugh and looked on either side of him to see if the many friends around them had heard her request.

"Well…" I took over the body almost immediately pushing the shy guy to the side abruptly. "I'm going to need some inspiration."

She posed in her form fitted black dress.

"This isn't inspiration enough?"

"No. That's good…that's a start…" Then the shy guy smothered me again before I could finish my thought.

If I were at full energy I would've taken over, pulled her closer and whispered "Go to the bathroom in a little bit, I'll follow so we can talk privately."

She would've demurred and if she rebuffed I would've dragged her away with a joke about chatting about something private with her…business…

Trapped in the confines of the bathroom. My lips would caress her neck while my hands caressed down her body.

"I need inspiration…" I whisper in her ear.

My warm hands sliding up her dress feeling the softness of her thighs covered by her dark black hose. My hands finally cupping her ass then gripping her waist as my tongue plays with the tip of hers.

Without warning, her around, her face against the hardwood of the door. My hands pulling her hose down to her mid thigh with the stiffness of my dick pressing through my pants against her ass.

My mouth kissing the nape of her neck. She wants to fight back thinking of the "what ifs" but enjoying my lips and the impression of my manhood against her.

My left hand hijacks her left nipple caressing its erection harder. My right hand slides inside her thong. Her plump lips demure to my fingertips and grace me with their slick juice. She moans with the introduction of my thick finger as I slowly sample more of her tight sultry tunnel.

There would be some push back. Her conscious getting the best of her. I'd push her back against the door softly and pinch her nipple slightly…

"Enjoy it, Sol." I grunt.

Before she can push back again, my wet fingers are circling her hard clit. Her body quakes under the pressure of her love button. Before she knows it, she's pressing her ass back against my hard dick. Her hands are reaching behind her and grabbing at it. She wants to feel it. She wants to see what I have working in my boxers.

Her pretty plump lips quiver beneath my hand as her clit shudders under the circular motion of my slick fingers.

I slide my fingers from her, place them near her ear and let her hear me lick them clean. I pull up her tights and straighten her dress.

She turns around flustered and breathing heavily. My lips touch hers with the faintest taste of her own juice.

"Inspiration." I say.

They call me The Fury and I appreciate a good muse.

A Honey Dream Come True

We joked and kidded. We flirted and were serious and then somehow, some way, Honey Rider confessed she had a dream about me.

"Really? What happened in the dream?" I asked.

"Well..."

She was understandably shy. We hadn't had much contact before this. We were cool. We were friends. The attraction bubbled under the surface like molten lava. I imagined her plump lips quivering as she thought about how to say what she had to say. I imagined an embarrassed rosy hue overcoming her sandalwood complexion. In my mind's eye she squirmed in her seat, her big firm backside shifting to and fro.

"You were wearing a towel." She said.

"Like the latest hood wear? Just wearing a towel?" My eyebrows rose.

"I think you had..no...you HAD just come from the shower." She continued.

"And I came in your room?"

"Yes."

"That's not bad..." I shrugged.

"And you showed it to me." She reluctantly confessed.

"Really?" I smiled. "Well did you like what you saw?"

"Yes." I could tell she was smiling.

"Then what happened?" I felt a horny flush cascade over me like a wave.

"You covered up and left the room."

"That's it?? Damn, I gotta get my dream game up!" I laughed and she laughed with me. The tension was gone.

The awkward moment was released. The flirtation didn't end there for me and Honey Rider. Our attraction was palpable and we wanted to be closer to each other again. Our play fighting had allowed us to touch each other in places normally forbidden in public. Our stolen moments alone were under the guise of discussing this and that. That game was over now.

Under the hot stream in the shower, I felt my manhood rising. He was beyond excited. He was on edge. I patted him down. "Soon." I thought. I put on a nice scented lotion and slipped into some thin basketball shorts. The imprint of my tool swayed back and forth below. I pulled a wife beater over my milk chocolate skin, then switched to a t-shirt in case I was being too presumptuous.

The door bell rang and she stood in the doorway with a smile so full it nearly closed her eyes completely. As she passed me, her curvy hips brushed me just slightly and lit a fire inside me I refused to quell. I locked the door behind myself. She stood just inside shy like a vampire waiting to be invited further inside. I pushed her back against the door jamb and tasted her soft lips. Her hands roamed grabbing my shoulders, then my ass then reaching for the stiff rod that pressed against her. I took advantage too. My hands squeezed the round cheeks of her ass pulling them upward letting them fall with an easy bounce.

She sucked my tongue with a smooth ease luxuriating in my passionate kiss. I slid my hand beneath her black and white wrap dress and found a warm area that wanted my attention. My fingers fumbled with the dress. What was this Fort Knoxian security?? Frustrated, she pulled and untied one bit of cloth and her dress came loose revealing pretty red panties and a matching lace bra. I fell to my knees kissing her taut stomach, her hand gripped my hair as she panted for more.

My mouth found the moist warm intersection of her thighs and licked softly. My hands pushed the soaking patch of fabric from her waxed kitty. She blushed in embarrassment of just how excited she had become, but I didn't give her time. My tongue flicked across her clit softly as my lips caressed hers. A low guttural moan left her lips as I worked her spot. My greedy lips kissed her softly. Her moans grew the bulge in my shorts more and more. I threw her thick thigh over my shoulder and dove in deep on her wet lips with my hands holding her balance. She was adept at all things, so she didn't shy away. Her leg rested on a high table as I tasted her floral scent. She was sweet like honey suckle and wanted more.

Her bra was thrown to the floor and my mouth worked upward leaving saliva and pussy juice across her nipples as I sucked them roughly. My middle finger stroked her clit softly below feeling the ooze of her want and the explanation of her desire. Her strong hands groped at my stiffened manhood then pushed inside the waistband of my boxers to grab a heaping handful of hard dick.

We tumbled to the floor as we kissed, grinded and I tasted her again. She hadn't even removed her shoes yet. She had barely, stepped into the place. But laying on the floor with Honey Rider was delectable. I grinded my manhood against her wetness easy and with rhythm.

"Mmmm yes."

"Let's go." I grunted between my teeth.

She dangled her arms and nearly collapsed in mines as I walked and kissed her to the bedroom. She lay back on the bed as I stripped her firm body naked and implanted my face between her soft thighs again. Her body quivered as I sucked her again. She reached down, pulling my shorts down just below my ass cheeks and took a handful. My hand fumbled with a well placed condom and rolled it across my engorged dick. She shimmied back on the bed as I poised above her like a rabid lion waiting to attack its prey. She bit her lip and held my chest with the palm of my hand.

"You ok?"

"Mmmhmm. A little scared." She whispered. "Don't hurt me."

"I won't." I assured her as she shifted her hips in preparation to receive me. "MMMMMM!" Her moan announced my entrance.

"Exhale." I commanded. When she did, her tension released and allowed me deeper within her.

For all of her shyness and embarrassment, when things got going, she changed demeanor quickly. Her hips moved with a rhythm with me inside her. We kissed and pawed at each other in need of more and more.

"Harder!" She wanted it. "Yes!" She was pleased. Her legs wrapped around my thighs and she began to moan louder as I felt the warmth and grip of her kitty. Her nails clawed at my back with the deeper thrusts as she melted in a body quaking orgasm.

"Come here." I pulled her around the bed, face down, ass up, facing a mirror. She looked up at me with a devilish look as I entered her. Her eyes collapsed in pleasurable pain as I fucked her from behind. My hands gripped the globes of her ass hard as I drove myself deeper inside. She moaned for more. She moaned for harder. I was too pleased to oblige. Her sexy back arched under the pressure. She gave back to me what I took. We watched each other in the mirror as we fucked in the light cast by the bathroom.

Her moans reached a neighbor stirring decibel level as I watched her ass cheeks vibrate and bounce against my body. My feet stumbled against my tossed sneakers, but I didn't allow it to change my thrust. I was rabid for her. I needed more. I wanted to take every inch of her and fill her up.

She was not just to be taken. On her back, she flipped her legs in the air and held them aloft as I filled her to the hilt. We fed on each others energy as I slid deeper within. She came again with a shudder, our bodies sweaty and loose from our work.

Feeling cheeky, I stood up in her full view.

"Is this what you saw in your dream?"

"Mmhmm." She licked her lips. "But you're bigger in person."

"Oh..." I blushed. She had the upper hand then. She took her upper hand, grabbed me by the dick and pulled me closer.

They call me The Fury...and dreams come true, if you believe....

Cashmere Thoughts

Welcome Fleshbotters!

I peeked through a crack in a door watching Cashmere lay on her bed and was torn between closing the door, standing and watching or walking in. It wasn't right to be watching the way I was, but she was so sexy. She was naked on the bed chatting on the phone in a breathy tone. She was aroused. Her caramel skin looked so soft. Her large breasts and chocolate nipples reached for the sun. She squirmed as she whispered into the phone. I heard my own panting breath against the wooden door when she rolled onto her stomach. Her plentiful ass jiggled just slightly as she got comfortable.

"I'm one step ahead of you.." She giggled into the phone.

Her hips were gyrating against the bed. My heat increased. As if on cue, she raised her feet and spread her legs just slightly. My face pushed closer to the door peering for a view. There it was, the moist lips of her sex peeking out between her warm thick thighs. Cashmere swiveled her hips against the bed as she whispered into the phone. My manhood was bolder than I, he pressed against the door trying to push it open. I was rabid with desire. I felt my hips swivel in concert with hers, our bodies were feet away from each other but moving in a syncopated rhythm.

Her hands slid beneath her. Her fingers spread her wet lips. I could just glimpse her soft pink center before her lips closed the door on my view. Cashmere's fingers slid up and down slickly sampling her excitement. Before I could stop myself, the door was open and I was inside the room. The lock clicked quietly behind me.

"Yes, I can't get a hold of it, it's so slippery." She said on the phone.

I slipped from my clothes as my heart pounded against my chest. Excited stiff and trembling, I eased up the soft comforter. My hand touched her calf, she tensed then allowed me to spread her legs wide. Her voice didn't waver in her conversation. She giggled as she spoke, but at first feel of my bare skin against hers, she took a deep breath and didn't exhale. Her skin was warm..no...hot against mine as I traced hers with mine. Her plump ass cheeks kept me at bay. My raging excitement pressed against her soft inner thigh. She responded by pivoting her hips and kissed his tip with her moist lips.

"Mmmhmm" She said on the phone to me and to her phone-a-friend.

I tasted the sweetness of the nape of her neck. She smelled of wild flowers. Her skin was the softest. Cashmere, I understood now. I pressed forward inside of her. She winced and inhaled more.

"Exhale" I whispered.

She did and I filled her. She captured me in her warm and slippery hold and we rocked together. I pressed my weight against Cashmere and felt her deepest need. Her hands gripped the comforter as I dove deeper.

"Yeah for real." She said on the phone trying to hold back her moans.

I'm not nice. My thrusts increased in strength and speed. She held the phone away from her mouth extending her hands outward. I took her hand and put the phone back to her pretty mouth.

"That's MY pussy now." I whispered in her ear.

"Yes." She moaned as her ass cheeks pressed against my pelvis, a shock wave erupted. My hands held her shoulders and pulled as my scepter dove deeper and rocked within her chamber. A pounding pleasure, a pleasurably pained face caused her lips to quiver as she took all of me. Her grip was unmatched. Her arousal a turn on.

"I'm gonna take that." She said to me and the phone-a-friend as she bucked against my hard shaft. She was not one to be taken. Cashmere put up a fight. She pushed back. I pushed forward. Her moans grew. Her hand slipped back beneath her looking for her hot button. She found my hand had beat her to it. Her hand pushed on top of mine showing me what she wanted, how she wanted it and as we coaxed and rocked, we swivelled and fluttered against her button.

"Mmmm Yeah, give me that...THAT." I groan in her ear. With a buck and a shudder, she clamped hard against me.

"Give me THAT." She groaned bucking harder against me. Our hands moved faster, our bodies rocked harder. Her whimper was barely audible then grew to a whine then a moan. I felt the tightness in my loins. Her voice was bringing me closer. She was going to explode and her voice lit my fuse. "Oh yesss shit fuck me. Yes!" She screamed as I pounded inside of her. She clamped against me and shuddered through a body quaking orgasm. My tension had reached it's end. I pulled out of Cashmere just in time. The nasty in me had taken over. I exploded across the firm caramel globes of her ass in wild groaning moans. Cashmere's soft hand reached back and stroked the remainder of my explosion from me and splattered it across her behind.

Her hand slid across the slick mix of lust and sweat on her behind and captured a slight smear on her finger. She rolled over unveiling her moist sweaty body and tight excited areola. Her finger moved to her lips with a nasty smile and licked it clean.

"Mmm good." She said to me and the phone-a-friend.

Sitting on my heels, I watched her lying on her back. My excited scepter bobbed between us recovering from the excitement.

"Ok. I'll talk to you later. I have to handle something. Ok, see you Fury." She smiled.

She pressed off on the phone...

Click

I awoke standing in the shower, face flushed. I shook it off. Looked down at my incredibly excited shaft...then I heard a noise in the bathroom...

Was I being watched?

They call me The Fury...what are you looking at?

Tasting the Sun Flower

The official word was that this bar was filled with all sorts of supernatural energy, wondrous events and mythological creatures. What I found was a horrible DJ and the same trendy types you see on reality TV. I moved through the spastic dancers from one room to another, passing two very sexy women in corsets massaging each other on a bed of red velvet. Hmmm, maybe this place had potential. By the bar stood a group of attractive women. Probably the closest to my type (read: hot, of color and also shaking their head at the corny DJ). I ordered a specialty drink, something with vodka in it and sat with it not too far from the bar.


Two of the women glided towards me. One stood close watching me. The other sat...on my lap.

"I'll sit here." She smiled. Her eyes were big and bright, her skin a honey color that glowed. I couldn't place her eye color, but they tore through mine. Her hair was dark but kissed by the sun. "My name is Sol." She smiled.

"They call me The Fury." I shook her hand.

"I've heard." Sol said.

Her friend laughed. She had a broad smile, plump lips and doe like eyes that squinted towards the ends like almonds. A warmer hued Asiatic with hair that brushed her back. She mouthed her name sans volume, but I heard it in my head "Lotus".

"You've heard about me...?" I was confused.

"Yes." Lotus smiled nodding.

"Yes." Sol rubbed the back of my head as I concentrated on not becoming fully aroused in my pants.

"So do you only talk about your erotic life, The Fury?" Lotus said my name with a tinge of sarcasm as if she'd just met a man that called himself "Spider Man"

"Uhhh no." My hand caressed the skin just below Sol's waist teasing at the globes of her round ass.

Sol explained that I had waltzed into the hall of proof and circumstance and I had a hell of a lot to own up to. It's rare that I meet readers, even rarer that they knew me on sight. I was perplexed. They quizzed me on everything from my likes to my wants, my peeves to my desires. My work and my play. Finally, Sol was fed up with the dance.

"I'm taking him." Sol announced, stood and took my hand. She led me passed Lotus.

"Don't use all of him. I have a few questions as well." Lotus whispered.


As if transported on a bright beam of light, I found myself naked and standing on a pyramid. The dry heat of the desert pricked small sweat beads against my skin. The Sphinx had it's back to me.

"He's protecting us. Don't worry about my little Kitty." Sol whispered in my ear, the little hairs on my neck stiffened with other parts of me.

Her soft delicate fingers rubbed my chest as her full lips kissed mine. She was naked and her warm skin felt like fire against me. Her hands molded my brown skin grabbing my ass and squeezing firmly as our tongues touched. She traced her hands around me as if taking inventory. Her voice let out a smooth moan when she'd wrapped her fingers around my manhood. Her other hand pushed the top of my head lower.

"Bow." She whispered.

I knelt low and not to be dominated, I kissed her southern lily. I tasted the dew and the growing honey of her excitement. My hands gripped her ass cheeks holding her tightly to me. She thrashed to stop the pleasure, but I persisted. Soon she was moaning through her first orgasm as my tongue fluttered against her clit. I looked up taking in her nude body and saw her eyes clenched and her nipples reaching for the stars. I kissed up her body, lingering at her navel, her nipples and neck.

She tasted her nectar from my mouth as my stiff manhood bobbed easily against her moist sex. Sol squirmed attempting to take him inside her, but I pivoted my hips, teasing her clit with the warm soft thick tip of my dick. Sol opened her eyes suddenly glaring into mine, burning a hole into what little soul I'd had left. Holding the back of her head I entered her slowly. The heat was intense, her folds and creases welcomed me with tight hugs.

Her arms gripped me tight about my shoulder blades, her ankles held against my calves as my thrusts grew harder and deeper. Her raspy voice moaned dirty things. Nasty things that I hadn't expected from such a pretty mouth and I loved it. Her fingers gripped hard against my ass cheeks. She sucked my mouth hard as she came again harder than the first, my tongue helped muffle the moans so as not to alert The Sphinx.

I spread her legs wide and dove deeper inside to the end of her tunnel and then massaged myself inside her as she moaned for me to keep giving her exactly what I was giving. With a shake and a shudder, she tried to keep her eyes open, but closed them tightly as she came on my stiffness again.

Her tight warm spasms against my manhood caused firecracker pops in my head, explosions of pleasure and then I blacked out.


I awoke in a warm stone bath tub filled with orchid petals. Statues displayed open palms and raised hands. There was only candle light and a slight chill in the air. A hollow echo approached me from a corridor. I hadn't realized I was sweating until i touched my face and found water already there. It wasn't until the last minute that I realized the sound was coming from behind me.

A foot hovered over my right shoulder, I stared up the caramel calf as the foot entered the water and rested against my side. The other leg entered on my other side. I hunched my head as I felt the presence pushing me forward and she gracefully walked over me and stood so I could see the back of her.

Her long slender legs gave to her plump ass cheeks, a svelte back was cut off by her long tresses.

"Is it hot?" Lotus spoke looking off into the dark corridors.

"Yes." I caressed her calf under the water. The tone of her thighs excited me below the water.

"Would you like it hotter?" She glanced over her shoulder. I saw the wicked question in her eyes. Her brown nipples peaked at me.

Immediately I slid my hands up the length of her legs. It must've taken a full three minutes to cover so much ground. My head moved toward her as she bent forward. My lips touched her ass cheeks slightly while my hands held her thighs firmly. She bent more and reached to hold the head of a statue at the end of the tub. My mouth slid down between her cheeks and found the lips of her flower. I probed my tongue between them.

"Mmmm yes." Lotus approved.

My hands rose higher as I pulled myself to my knees. Tasting her from the back, my fingers stroked her clit softly in circular motions. Lotus couldn't help herself and began gyrating her hips. She tasted sweet like a dull cherry. I held her hips and tongue fucked her by pulling her back against my mouth. All the while my fingers rubbed her clit, enticing more of her natural juice to shed onto my tongue.

Water splashed around me as I stood quickly and pierced her womanhood with a fast stroke. A grunt left Lotus' plump lips. A moan left mine as I savored the humid, throb inside of her. My thick cock filled her from behind. She thrust back to me, wanting me harder. I gave it. My hands gripped her ass as I pounded deeper. We'd thrust hard then grind. Thrust hard then grind.

She came with a scream as I rotated my hips against her firm ass cheeks. Then without losing a step, she raised a leg onto the side of the stone tub and I fucked her harder still. My hands caressed her stiff nipples as I leaned forward to lick the sweat beads from her slender back. The water from the tub splashed everywhere as I rode the wave and she came again. Lotus looked over her shoulder with a pleasurably pained expression.

"Want a drink?" She moaned.

Pulling from her, I spun her around and tasted her tongue, her full lips and then lower to her perky nipples. Her fingers wrapped around my head and pushed me down hard and fast. My head was submerged in the warm murky water.

I pulled up for air...



And there I was standing at the bar again. Spastic dancers, horrible DJ and trendy posers. There was a group of attractive women. Two of them looked my way, smiled.

"The ladies bought you a drink." The bartender slid the glass to me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"A Wonderful Dream." He said.


They call me The Fury, what kind of drink can I get you?