Wednesday, June 28, 2006

My poor neglected blog

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. I'll be back to my usual prolific self soon, I promise.

I recieved two e-mail addressing the use of condoms in my stories. One pro and one very against.

Fantasy is not bound by the problems of real life, thank god, but I don't like to have to suspend too much disbelief. I find it distracting. I like fantasies based around scenarios that could really happen and I get distracted by aspects that shouldn't really happen, like unsafe sex. Sure, I'd love to fantasize a world where STDs and such didn't exist, but for now my fantasies are based on planet earth and for the most part, I will make safe sex a part of them, though I am a little lax here and there.

I'm glad that some of you enjoy this aspect of my stories. Those who don't, well that's alright. There are plenty of other writers out there.

More soon. Love,
Is

Monday, June 19, 2006

Gorgeous Weather

I just couldn't stay inside and write when naked on the beach weather was beckoning me. I'll work on the Deep Six story soon. I promise. And thanks for the amazing amount of mail coming in. Now if only those were all donations. I'd spend all my time on the beach. Ha ha. Love,
Is

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Deep Six

More Added today, and more coming tomorrow.
Love, Is

We'd been through our wild phase; group sex, role playing, bondage, water sports. He'd had his cock in my mouth, ass, cunt, gripped in my tight fist and even between the soles of my feet. I'd stood back and watched as he made love to another woman. He'd stroked his cock while I made love to another woman and to another man. We went through a period of fucking in public, in movie theaters, by the river, once I slid his cock through his fly and lifted my skirt taking him inside me as we rode a very crowded subway durring a New York rush hour.

It's not that we'd made a concious decision to settle down nor had we ruled out any wild adventures in the present or future should the opportunity present itself. It was more that we'd satisfied what seemed like and insatiable hunger for the new. Our sex life was still wonderful and talking about what we'd done or fantasizing about what we hadn't was a delightful part of our foreplay.

That we'd gotten older, finished school in my case, embarked on a career in his, certainly played a role in the taming of our nymphomaniac behaviors. I was happy with my sex life and my life in general. I cherished the memories of the wild times we had, while enjoying wondering when the crazed beasts within us would make another visit.

Robert was restless, usually a sign that I could expect a seduction attempt. I was lost in a book, trying to stay awake but slowly losing the fight. His hand slid onto my stomach. His lips kissed my neck and jaw. I smiled and gave him a light kiss, a sure sign that I wasn't likely to be seduced. He pet my stomache slowly and pressed up against me.

"You know sweet, there is one fantasy we never fulfilled." he whispered.

"Oh yeah, what's that?" I asked, as I kept my eyes on my book so as not to encourage him too much.

"On our honeymoon, on the boat."

We'd really kicked our sexual explorations into high gear while on that cruise. After too many drinks I'd flirted with our waiter, and Robert shocked me by inviting the waiter to join us in our room after his shift. Robert danced with me, feeling me up, whispering in my ear, as I trembled with excitement and fear at heading back to our room. We had talked about having a threesome before, but that was pillow talk, something to get us hot and worked up. Now I was hot and flush at the thought of actually going through with what seemed like a most extreme fantasy. But, we were on a boat, full of strangers, in a world that didn't seem to exist in the same universe as the one we actually lived in. Anything we did here may as well have been done in a dream. Such were the thoughts that danced in my head as the clocked ticked away the minutes until I had to face up to my fears and lusts.

"It's time, if you want to do this." He gave me the chance to back out. I just looked at him and bit my lip. I couldn't bring myself to say it, but I wanted it to happen.

We arrived back at the room and I changed into in sexy black slip, a valentines day gift from my sweetheart, leaving on my stocking and high heels. I saw myself in the mirror and I felt sexy. I was beginning to doubt the handsome young man would even show up. He probably gets propositioned by attractive women all the time, ones without husbands hanging around. The knock at the door sent the butterflies in my stomach into a frenzy.

Peter was our server and I stood in the middle of the room as he entered. Robert shut the door and poured three glasses of wine. Just his being there, and my knowing why he was there was making me unbearable hot. I felt like a cat in heat as my new husband sipped his wine slowly and let the anticipation build. Peter seemed unsure of what was going on and waited for us to give him some sign that he wasn't just being toyed with.

"Peter, my wife would like very much for you to fuck her. And if it's okay with you, I would like to watch, and I immagine, before we're done, I will join in. Does this sound agreeable to you?"

Peters breath quickened and I realized he was as nervous as I was. We stared at each other, his pale green eyes locked on mine as he answered my husband. "Yes."

It was now or never. I stood and walked around the low table to the stanger seated in our room. I stradled his lap and kisssed him deeply. I could feel his cock hard in his black pants, and I pushed against it as he slid his tongue over my lips. I gripped his hair on the back of his head and kissed harder. I was hot and ready to devour this treat. The fear had been a wonderful part of the build up but it was gone now, in it's place a feverish lust that was growing hotter and stronger.

Peter's hands ran from the small of my back, over my ass, down my thighs and back as I kissed him and pushed harder against the lovely rock hard bulge in his lap. I wanted his hands all over me, and so I leaned back giving him room to bring his hands to my belly and breasts. He slid his hands beneath my slip and I absolutely purred as he pet from the top of my panties to my belly to my ribs finally arriving at my breasts which he cupped in his hands and massaged. Seeing him staring at me I decided to give him what he wanted. I stood and lifted my slip over my head. I was now in my black satin panties with thigh high black stockings and high heel shoes.

I cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples, teasing him and feeling his eyes on me almost as intensely as I'd felt his hands. My hand slipped into my panties and I slid on finger between the plump, swollen lips of my wet, hot pussy. Turning and strutting toward the bed I saw that Robert was now seated on the small couch, running his hand over the hard on in his pants as he watched us.

I sat on the edge of the bed and motioned peter to join me, he still had on too, too many clothes. He stood between my knees and I unbottoned his shirt. His body told me he'd taken advantage of the nice gym aboard this boat. I kissed his firm stomach and gently bit along his ribs as I undid the button on his pants. I looked up at him as I unzipped his pants, slowly. I kept his gaze as I pushed down his pants, then my eyes headed south, over his lanky, muscular body stopping at the delightful site of his hard cock captured in his blue briefs. I stroked his cock through the material and heard him moan. I teased him with my mouth, breathing through the cotton on his balls, on his shaft, on the head of his cock before reaching in and freeing his lovely prick at last.

I let the band of his briefs press behind his balls as I took him into my mouth. His cock was slightly smaller than my husband's but smooth and hard and lovely. His shaft was a bit wider just before the head and I imagined that would feel lovely as he entered me.

I licked his cock from balls to tip, long slow ligs, moving my tounge ever so slightly left and right. I kissed the head of his cock and circled it with my tongue. I was giving head as much for my husband's viewing pleasure as for Peters. Not that I wasn't getting a bit of pleasure out if myself. Gripping his cock at the base I started to suck him off deeper and faster now as I slid my free hand into my panties to slide a finger forward and back along my wet cunt.

"I'm going to cum." He warned me. I looked him in the eye and squeezed the base of his cock with steady pressure not touching him elsewhere. I was close to coming myself and it was hard to resist the urge to just swallow him right then.

I crawled backwards onto the bed. Laying back I returned my hand to my pussy and Peter watched as I fingered myself inside my panties. He removed his clothes the rest of the way and stepped around to the side of the bed, petting me as I touched myself. My husband then approached the other side of the bed, also naked and I had four hands exploring my body, cupping my breasts, pincing my nipples, gliding over my belly, thighs, shoulders, knees. My panties were pulled off of me and my hands places above my head. It must have been Robert's hand between my legs. Only he could've known me so well. I started to cum and the petting intensified. I moaned and uttered and "Oh, god!" or two as Robert's fingers worked expertly over my pussy and Peter's pinched both of my nipples. I came hard and sharp. I knew I was on the edge of more.

"I want your cocks, now." I insisted. I took my place on all fours on the bed, sideways. I would suck Robert's cock and Peter who was now unrolling a pink condom over his lovely cock would fuck me from behind. Robert's prick was in front of my face now and I was in no mood to tease. I grabbed his cock around the base and took him in my mouth. As I sucked my husband's cock I felt Peter pusing against my pussy. He moved his hips with me as I attempted to take him fast and deep. He held my hips and he gave me what I wanted, but slowly, excrutiatingly slowly. I stroked my husband with my hand as Peter's shallow thrusts grew deeper. "Oh yes. Fuck me. Oh Peter, fuck me hard." He continued his method until he was in me all the way. His cock felt huge in my tight, ready to cum pussy. I let him know, "Oh god Peter, you feel so good. Fuck me. Fuck me Peter."

Robert, watching his wife getting fucked while she stroked his cock was ready to shoot and I could tell he was holding off. His steady breathing, the careful paced thrusts of his hips. I was starting to cum again and I was ready for Robert. "I'm cumming. Oh, I'm cumming." I stroked harder and I felt Robert's warm cum his my shoulder and then my breast. I continued stroking his shaft as he came on my neck.

With Robert cumming hard in my hand and Peter groaning, obviously on the verge behind me I was riding a lovely rolling wave of orgasms. When Peter pushed into my hard, and I felt his cock pulsing inside me the wave crested again and I screamed. "OH GOD YES! OH FUCK, YES, YES!"

When Peter slid out of me I collapsed onto the bed. Robert returned with a warm rag and lovingly wiped his cum from my neck and chest and hands as Peter got dressed. The thought of sleeping with a lovely naked man on each side of me was wonderful, and I invited Peter to stay, but he said he had to get up early and he figured we'd want to sleep in. He took his leave and Robert crawled into bed with me.

This opened the flood gates to our sexual explorations. Before we left the boat just two days later we hooked up with another couple. I watched as my husband and a gorgeous older stanger fucked the other wife just as I'd been fucked. Then a rest, some dinner and it was my turn. She pet me and whispered to me as I rode her husband. Robert slid into my ass as I came.

It was a cruise we will never forget. So now, years later, laying in bed with my husband, I couldn't imagine what fantasy we hadn't indulged in, what fantasy Robert had left unexpressed. His hand, petting my belly had worked it's way into my panties and he was petting gently over my pucic hair. I was certainly starting to feel seducable, but he was going to have to do more than just get me thinking about that wonderful honeymoon.

"Tell me more, lover." I encouraged.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

A Lovely Fan Letter

This in e-mail I recieved from a fan who reads my stories at Literotica.com.

"Hi Isabelle, Love your stories. I love stories of domination, restraint, and control. Sometimes I want to be the one to control and punish, sometimes I want to be restrained and pushed beyond my limits.

Thinking of the women in your stories, controlled, stung with a hand slap, I had to slide off my shorts. My cock slid easily out of my boxers and I gripped it with one lotion covered hand as I involuntarily grabbed and rubbed the inside of my thigh, then pinched one of my own nipples very hard. (I love to have them twisted or bitten, and especially sucked during sex) I moved on to another story, pumping my cock, not wanting to cum right away. As I would with a lover, I just wanted to prolong a good experience. Next I clicked onto your blog. Wow. The fantasy where you sit on Brandon's face. I love it. I love feeling a woman's weight on me head, my tongue trying to catch her clit as she grinds her pussy on ,my chin. Of course along the way I started typing this so I am telling you what happens as it happens. A little precum has dribbled onto my finger. I'm feeling just a little kinky so I lick it off. I like feeling a lot kinky. Oh if I had the time and space to share....

I just shot off. Cum exploded and landed on my shoulder, down my chest, across my nipple. Your stories did it for me. Thank you so much."
You're welcome sweetie. And Thank You!

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Little Red Vibrator

The first vibrator I ever owned was a gift from a girlfriend, a girl friend. Our relationship was strictly platonic. The subject of vibrators came up and she was aghast that I did not and had never owned one.

I was doing quite well getting myself off with my fingers, or better yet, with the faucet in the bathub. That's still a favorite; slightly warm water, pouring directly onto my clitors as I slide my fingers over the slick area from my clit to my vagina.

On my eighteenth birthday my friend, Claire, gave me a gift but suggested I open it in private. I'm not a patient girl so I didn't wait until my party was over to sneak up to my room with Claire. I tore into the well wrapped package and giggled at seeing the pink jelly cock lying in the box.

"Giggle now, you'll thank me later." Claire responded.

"I can't wait." I told her blushing. I hugged Claire and hid my new toy. I returned to my friends but I kept thinking about what was waiting for me in my room. I started to get really excited what I'd get up to once I was alone. More than one cute boy offered to make my eighteenth birthday "extra special" and I was amazed to find myself for once more turned on by the idea of a solo adventure. Claire why was right, why the hell had I waited so long.

It was two a.m. before the last of the party goers left. I didn't clean up, I didn't even sit to catch my breath, I practically ran upstairs to my room. I got my new pink friend out of it's box. Claire had already loaded it up with batteries and tucked a small sample pack of lube in the box with it. She was a very sweetgirl I decided.

I was home alone, but I was still embarassed and I hid my toy as I snuck from my room to the bathroom. I washed it, and I got the giggles again as I realized that I was stroking my cock. Then I started to like the feel of stroking it. I finished rinsing it and then I surprised myself with what I did next.

I gave into the desire to put the pretty pink cock in my mouth. I watched myself in the mirror as I licked my lips, and conjured my best come hither look. I brought the vibrator to my my open mouth, kissing and then licking the head, and then continuing up and down the underside of the shaft, finally taking the cock into my mouth. 'So, that's what I look like when I do that.' I thought to myself, felling like I looked pretty damn hot. My heavy lidded bedroom stare was on the mirror as I watched myself giving head. Fortunately an actual cock, attached to a man, tastes much better or I would be reluctant to ever give a blow job.

I decided not to sneak back through the empty house to my room. I lay a towel down in the bathtub and climbed in. Hell, this is where I'd had many of my best self given orgasms. I pulled my skirt up and slid my panties off. I was already wet just from anticipation. I slid my finger between my now plump pussy lips and pet myself until I was just aching for more. Then I touched myself with my new cock. I slide the head forward and back between my pussy lips a few times before turning the little knob and bringing my little friend to life. It felt odd at first, not unpleasant, but strange. I pushed the head against the opening of my cunt and then up to my clit and back again. I made this trip several times befere grabbing the lube and sliding the cock inside me.

It was lovely to be in total control. I fucked myself oh so slowly. I would enjoy being penetrated, while using my fingers over and around my clitoris for a good stretch and then I would slide the vibrator out and back in going just a tiny bit deeper. Every inch felt intense or more intense than the one before. I was on edge of coming for such a long stretch, and right there, on that edge, is such a lovely place to be. I was surprised at hearing myself moaning, not for anyone's pleasure, not to let anyone know they were doing a good job, just moaning because I was feeling good.



I was sliding the vibrator in me deep now, and I started fucking myself faster. I turned the knob some more. My GOD! I'd been using it at less than half power. I was "Oh, Oh, Oh"ing away, when my hand, seemingly on it's own, with no concious thought slid the vibrator out of me and lay it lengthwise across my pussy, nestled between my lips, pressed firmly against my clit. This sent me screaming, literally My stomach muscles tightened, I clamped my thighs together and I came like I'd never came before. I may have even called Claire's name. I would certainly never look at her the same again.

The vibrations just kept going, and I just kept cumming. I was sure I couldn't take much more, but then I did, again and again, hitting new peaks and then riding them. Finally, it was two much. I turned the knob and the machine was silenced. It was a good ten minutes of lying there, seeing stars, with my birthday present still locked between my legs before I felt like moving.

I washed my toy, went through the silly ritual of sneaking it back to my room, and looking at the clock, I was surprised to find that I had spent more than an hour treating myself nicely.

Claire's call woke me up at ten the next morning. "Hello." I mumbled.

"Is, it's Claire."

"Claire, I fucking love you. I love you more than life itself."

"That's it. That's what I called for. Happy birthday sweetie." and she hung up.

I've played with many toys since than, going through many favorites, but it was recieving a gift yet again that exposed me to something new. My first experience had been with a jelly, and I'd stuck with soft vibrators since. I'd been adventure when it came to shape but toys aren't cheap and shopping for them is generally full of high expectations so I'd never ventured from that which had done the job for me so well.

I ordered an introductory pack from Adam and Eve as part of my policy of checking out the sponsors I put on my site. I got a couple of porn films, nothing to impressive, a bottle of lube, a bottle of disgusting strawberry flavored lube and a small, hard, red vibrator.

I watched the movies (read a review here) and took a tiny, regrettable taste of the "Tasty Lovin' Hot Lickable Love Lotion" and then I got around to the cute little vibrator they'd sent. I was home doing some writing and Brian called to say he'd be home for lunch. I got out of my pants, and lay on the living room floor with my legs up on the couch. I turned on the vibrator, and felt it spring to life. I held it against my pussy through my panties and the vibrations felt so strong and so precise. I gasped and it didn't take long for my pussy to swell and heat up.

I heard Brian's footsteps on the stairs outside our apartment. I was moving my hips now, getting hotter. I heard his keys in the lock and I had my mouth open, my breath quickening. The front door opened. "Oh my! This is a nice surprise." Brian watched me, with the door still open behind him.

I pulled my panties aside and pressed the toy against my slick pussy. I looked at Brian as I slid the vibrator forward and back. I almost never used my vibrators for penetration. I love a man's cock sliding into me, but when I'm touching myself I generally concentrate on clitoral stimulation. I know what men like to see though, and was hoping to drive a certain man to action in a hurry. My hands held the vibrator up, putting it on display and I brought it to my cunt and slid it slowly inside me. It felt glorious. It was small, which was nice and the hard plastic let it slide in easier even without lube. The tip had the tiniest bump on it, barely perceptable to the eye, but quite obvious in my happy, hot pussy.

I looked up at Brian, amazement showing in my gaze. He was still fully dressed but holding his hard cock through his fly. I slid the vibrator in and out of me and I wanted his cock in my mouth. "Bring me your cock." I asked, as politely as I could manage. Brian was only too happy to oblige. He knealt next to me and with one hand on the ground he lowered his cock to my mouth. I licked the head, circled it with my tongue and then felt my lover slide into my mouth. He fondled and massaged my breasts with his free hand, pinching and tugging almost gently on my nipples. I gripped my lovers cock as I sucked him off and with my other hand I continued to slid the vibrator in and out of my pussy. I started to cum and I wanted Brian to cum with me. I jerked off with my hand while encouraging him with words flicks of my tongue over the head of his cock.

"Come on baby, oh, god, I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Cum with me. Oh please, cum with me." I stroked his cock hard and fast and he started cumming almost immediately. I took his cock back in my mouth and as my own orgasm settled in a low rolling roar I felt his cock pulse and I swallowed quickly as he came hard in my mouth.

Poor Brian had to grab a quick sandwhich and run as I lay staring at the ceilling listening to the humming of the world as it went twirling through space. He didn't complain.

I got a bit distracted. This was a product review. Not for any particular product, but for small hard plastic vibrators in general. I've played with mine since. I still favor clitoral stimualtion, but I always slide this lovely toy into my pussy for a few sweet strokes when I'm getting going. I also enjoy having it in me while Brian licks or fingers my clit. We're a great team. So, if you haven't tried a soft vibrator, it's about time. And if you've not tried a hard vibrator, get to it. And if there's something else entirely that you suspect I may not have tried yet, do share.

And if you're needing some new toys, here's a great and very woman friendly place to get
some. Love, Is

Friday, June 09, 2006

Adult Friend Finder

I signed up for Adult Friend Finder about a month ago. I wanted to have them as a sponsor on my site, but I insisted on checking them out first. I've had a few annoying e-mail exchanges, one with a really pushy older woman. I've had several exchanges with men who were nice enough, but really not my type, and now I'm talking with a couple and it's wonderful. They're not in a rush, they're sexy, and the e-mails we've been exchanging are hot.

I'd reccommend that anyone who uses this service be extremely careful, as with any service where you're meeting strangers. You could get hurt.
  • Meet at a public place first.
  • When you meet for the first time in a more private location, as would seem to be the whole idea, be sure someone knows who you are. A good idea is to have a friend who knows where you are, and will respond if you don't call her or him within 20 minutes after arriving there.
  • Obviously, DON'T invite strangers to your home and remember, no matter how long you inerract with someone online they are still a stranger. That cute couple, that adorable woman, could all be some guy with ill intent.
Sorry to be so unsexy, but it's important to be safe. In the meanwhile, I'm still chatting with and working out the details to meet the lovely couple I've been corresponding with. More soon.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Vintage Porn

I found a great site, 20thcenturyporn.com. Vintage does not mean tame. Some of these picks are as explicit as anything you'd see in modern magazines, and yes, I mean the ones they sell at the liquor store, but they possess a charm that is positively enchanting. Here are a few more samples, but you'll have to click over to the site and take a quick tour to see their racier stuff.


Sunday, June 04, 2006

Mail Bag

Ha ha, love the cheesey mail girl graphic?

"Hi again! Once again you've got me rock-hard! I just read "Happy New Year" You are one exciting woman! I really enjoyed it! Thank you, Jim"

"You and your stories are beyond sexy, they are naughty and sultry and fantastic in every way"


Thanks for all the great e-mails. I am trying to respond to all of them but it will take some time. Below I've posted a few more of my favorites. I haven't published the hottest ones, I'm considering awarding them with stories! We shall see.

Those requesting photos, sorry, not going to happen. Only by staying anonymous am I able to share what I share here.

You folks that request a custom story however, we can talk. Let me know what you're looking for and if it's a subject I feel qualified and am willing to tackle I'll let you know what I would charge. I've done a couple of such commision works for a couple and one man bought three stories for his wife. Talk about great foreplay.

Less specific requests for genres, kinks, fetishes or scenarios you'd like to see here are totatlly welcome.

Thanks again for taking the time to drop me a line, and big thanks to those of you who have made contributions, that keeps this going. If the income keeps picking up I will cut back a few hours at work so I can write more.

Here are a few choice e-mails from my in-box this morning.

"New Year's Eve" was even hotter than "Candy". Wow!"

"Hi, I just read "Candy" You write very well! I could almost feel your'e vivid descriptions! You should see what you're words have done to me! Keep up the great work! Thank you"

"Hi there just read "Date Nights" thought it was an amazing sensual and steamy write filled with much passion too, so I wanted to give you some feedback on it:) Steve"

"Beautiful story. Great detail and background, and very arousing too. Another great story from you."

Click Here to write me.

I will work on "The Party" today. Thanks for your patience.