Fleshy Femme Fatale – Part 2

This is Part 2 of a Series called Fleshy Femme Fatale. Originally written as a stand-alone story, Fleshy Femme Fatale had potential for growth and what you see below is that growth. I suggest you read Part 1 first but Part 2 could also be read as its own stand-alone tale.


It had been a few weeks since she had first discovered her fondness for his fleshlight, she played with it as often as she could. The supple feeling of the fake labia against her own inflamed lips drove her to some of the most intense orgasms she could remember having. Her legs were often weak and wobbly from the frequency of her masturbation. During this time she had stopped having sex with her boyfriend and was solely masturbating and he was starting to complain. She had considered buying herself her own fleshlight so she wouldn’t have to keep borrowing his until an idea dawned on her that would solve her problem and his.

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Spanking the New Girl

He’d been with the company for years. He was a stern gentleman, everything was ordered and always in place. He was ruggedly tall with broad shoulders. His no nonsense manner brought him much respect, when he spoke people listened. Unlike the typical alpha male he did not need to continually display his control, with a softly spoken word and a piercing stare he would get exactly what he wanted with little fuss. Other alphas paled under his stare.

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A Honey Covered Treat

For this story I was given a challenge. It had to be a scene that included handcuffs, a zucchini smeared with honey, and a blindfold. There must be three totally naked people and one must have a multiple orgasm.

Here is what I came up with.

Jessica had been walking around the Fruit Market for some time, contemplating the various phallic objects available for purchase.  Her thoughts drifted to the naked and helpless husband she had locked to the four poster bed with her handcuffs that she had left at home. He was in for a surprise when she found a suitable vegetable. She was in a state of great arousal as she paced the aisles, her thighs were damp as her nectar oozed from her inflamed pussy. Pausing before the zucchinis she moaned as a throb of excitement crashed over her body, she knew this would be the object that would suit her purpose. Gathering up three of various sizes she headed towards the checkout, collecting a jar of honey on the way. If only the checkout chick knew of her plans.

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The IVF Series

I am currently going through one of the hardest parts of my life as my wife and I are experiencing the ups and downs of IVF. I am predominately an erotic writer but I feel that I need to share our experiences in the hopes that others who are also going through IVF can learn from what we have gone through. This is also for those people who have never had to feel the heart wrenching emotions of IVF but maybe they know someone who is going through it.

I can’t promise that there will be regular posts on this topic but I will be posting them all under the IVF Series.

Making a Decision

This started off as an article written for a publication regarding major life decisions and how they affected one’s life. After submitting it I then went to edit it again and found more and more words flowing and since the content posted here was not restricted to the publication limits I could make it more explicit.
In the article it revolved around a theme. “What one big decision did you make in your life and how did you get to it?”

I consider myself to be a computer focused nerd with tendencies towards heavy metal and living large. I’ve been told I’m an outrageously confident person who doesn’t back down from any situation. This is mostly bluster as I can feel quite shy sometimes. A staunch agnostic, I question everyone’s belief structure, including the radical atheists. I am a naturally curious person who has to investigate everything, Wikipedia and Google are close friends of mine. I am also the one friend that every group has that has an ability to make everything sexual. I actually think everyone else makes it sexual but uses me as a scapegoat as I am more open about sex. Currently married with plans to have children soon, I have recently become god-father to close friend’s son. Growing up in a Defence Force family I have moved around the country quite a bit, my home territory ranges from Far North Queensland to Tasmania. Have spent the past 15 years living in Sydney in both family homes and out on my own.

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Bright Desire

Recently I’ve been lucky enough to be granted access to a paid porn site unlike any other porn site that I have ever encountered. Run by a sex loving woman, you can feel the welcoming nature of the content to those of us who are less into the traditional straight porn scene.

Bright Desire is a celebration of sex. It’s a deliberate attempt to show all the good stuff that we love about sex – intimacy, laughter, connection and real pleasure. It’s also about enhancing and exploring fantasy because our brains are just as important to our sex lives as our genitals. I want to making “thinking porn” – erotic material that engages your mind as well as your heart and your libido.

That quote is direct from the About page at Bright Desire, it is an admirable goal for any decent pornographer to have. All to often porn is focused solely on the money shot, that final expression of male sexuality, the cum shot. And while you will see a cum shot or two on Bright Desire, it is more about the journey to that cum shot.

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Her Basement

He’d been tied in place for what felt like hours. His joints ached, his muscles had locked into place, his hopes for freedom had dwindled. This was not the experience he had been anticipating for the last week.

Weeks ago his girlfriend had pinned him down and made him confess his darkest secret. Under the unrelenting force of her pulsing quim squeezing his close to bursting cock she coaxed a confession out of him.

And that was how he had wound up in his current dilemma, tied to the stair railings in the basement, his arms outspread, resting on his knees, completely naked apart from a small steel cage locked around his small, flaccid member.

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Fleshy Femme Fatale

She hated it.

She admitted to it freely. She hated his fleshlight. That disgusting “toy”. That thing he put his penis in to feel good. Was she not enough? Why did he feel he needed it, that replacement for her vagina?

It was just sitting there on his side of the bed, he’d used it last night and just left it sitting on the bed side table. It was all she could do to look at it, and yet she couldn’t look away. How could something so dirty make him so happy?

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Early Morning Sunshine

I open my eyes to realise I am in a sunlit room on a white bed, the sheets crumpled up in one corner barely covering my naked form. I can feel the sun warming my skin. The door creaks open and I see him walk in. I don’t know who he is but I do notice his chest. Bare and catching the sunlight. He walks towards me as I take in more of his naked body, my eyes linger over his thighs, sleek and powerful as they bring him towards me.

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