Salacious Desires

Rhapsody.

My glistening lips are engorged with unsated desire
And my ardor, intensely wanton, burns shamelessly
My hands are teasing, spreading, probing, piercing
As my hips unchastely piston against their brazen exploration
And my fingers, soft and wet from my own desire, press deeper
My inner walls unabashedly enshroud them, molding, melting
As my excitement slowly begins to build, tantalizing me
My eyes shutter closed and my mind begins to reel
As rapture leisurely rolls through me, possessing me
And trapped helplessly in a state of euphoric rhapsody
My body shudders exquisitely as pleasure fully envelops me


Copyright 2006 by S. Desires

Posted by SD at 12:09 PM 13 comments

SD interrupts...

Her own "Leave of Abscense" to bring you a few scrumptious links that were just too salacious to go unmentioned...


You know, SD loves her some fun, kinky and downright salacious toys, but honestly, who wouldn't? And on occasion, I'll come across a link to a "sex toy" site that catches my attention. Such is the case with AshleySexToys.com. I spent a bit of time there poking around and thoroughly enjoyed myself in the process.

There is also a blog affiliated with the site that has some deliciously naughty links to all kinds of various salacious material. So go on now, check it out, it'll be fun, I promise.

I also updated my blogroll the other day and added a couple links that you absolutely must go pay a visit...

Angel Brat (who happens to be one of my fellow reviewers for the lovely folks at SCP)

And

Lone Sloan Delirius (which is an intellectually stimulating erotic experience that I feel you must experience)

In other news, I recently did another review for the sinfully delectable Amy of South Coast Pleasure...

With the hot water from the shower brazenly blending with the moisture emanating from my own body, my fingers slid easily through the soft wet lips of my pussy. It was bliss. I closed my eyes and thinking of my lovers tongue sliding softly over my hot, wet, swollen clit I reached for my Mega-Mite with my other hand and turned it on ( one of the fabulous features of my new friend is the ease at which it can be turned on, one handed is absolutely no problem, so if your other hand is busy, no worries). I ran it over my nipples first, enjoying the strong vibrating sensation against the sensitive flesh there and then down over my belly to my inner thigh before moving it up over my fingers to my clit. Eureka. It was incredible, I came and came again, no discomfort, no having to remove my friend because of over sensitivity, just a mind blowing orgasm followed by another with equal fervor. Yummy.

Read the full review here.

And if fate continues to smile on me, I'll have the rest of my reviews done before the weekend is out (and I do so look forward to that--Mmm...), so stay tuned.

Posted by SD at 7:15 AM 2 comments

"Leave of Abscence"

Is what I'm taking, ladies and gents, but never fear, it's not a permanent thing, it's a "now" thing. I could come back next month, next week, hell, tomorrow even, I haven't a clue.

There is no one reason why I've decided to go silent for a bit and I'm sure all the nay-sayers of the world will assume that there's some jaded reason hidden behind all the things I'm "not" saying that's brought me to this place, but that isn't the case, not nearly. What is the case, is that my creativity, my imagination and my desire to write have been eluding me as of late and rather than force myself to write something just for the sake of writing, I've decided to take a decompression period. A mini-vacation, if you will.

If you find yourself missing me (heh), you can find me over at Menage a Trois, typically on Tuesdays.

Well, until we meet again, play nice and be wonderful to each other. See you on the flip side.

Posted by SD at 11:51 AM 5 comments

Friendship, like sunshine enriches the soul...

It's a rare thing to find a friend with whom I can truly be myself and know in my heart and in my soul, that no matter what facets of myself shine through, I'll be accepted and loved for who I am without question. But I, through fate or blind luck or some magical cosmic alignment, have found such a friend in You

I love you, my gorgeous Nina, more than I could possibly say and I am honored, thankful and more than a bit humbled to be blessed with your love and your friendship. You truly are one of those rare and precious gems.

And though I realize that I'm a mite late, I hope you know in your heart, that yesterday, on that glorious day of your birth, all my hopes, all my wishes, all my dreams and all of my love were focused on you.

Happy Birthday, baby!

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.
Anäis Nin

Posted by SD at 6:44 AM 2 comments

Resplendence.

Grass, soft and dewy, tickle the bottoms of my feet as I run my toes through it, enjoying the feel of it against my bare skin, and wispy sheets of rain feather lightly against my exposed flesh; chilling me. But you're there, lying next to me, and the heat radiating off your body chases away the chill before it has a chance to set in. Your hand rests gently against my belly while you idly circle my naval with the very tips of your fingers, and I sigh at the joy your distracted touch brings me.

My gaze is fixed on the pale moon, who's soft light is intensified by the millions of glittering stars helping her illuminate the inky sky over head. But I close my eyes to all that brilliant light when I feel your hand begin to wander lower. Remnants of twinkling stars are like silhouettes against my closed lids, and I sigh softly as your hand slips between my thighs, your fingers moving through the satiny folds of my pussy to find me wet and ready. For you. Always you.

I feel your body shift until the warmth of your tummy is resting comfortably against my side, and your other hand brushes over my cheek softly, your fingers stretching up to trace the curve of my eyebrow. Tenderly. Sweetly.

Those magical fingers of yours that are shamelessly teasing the aching flesh between my legs begin to skim lower, and I part my thighs wider in invitation. Your hand curves over me, your palm pressing insistently against my clit while your fingers slide inside me and I arch up into your touch. You press your palm harder against my clit and push my hips back down as your fingers slide deeper inside me, curving in to rub against the soft slippery flesh inside me. Euphoria. I want you. Every part of me is screaming for you.

My eyes flutter open, searching, and there you are above me, the light of the moon dancing unabashedly around you. It’s somewhat ethereal. Brilliant. Beautiful. Your own eyes move over me, watching your fingers as they continue to trace the lines of my face.

The hand between my legs never falters, your fingers never losing their rhythm, your palm never losing it’s tenure. You know what you’re doing to me--mind, body, soul--and you won’t stop until I‘m on the precipice of madness, immersed in pleasure. And I will be, there is no other choice.

My clit is beating a steady tattoo in time with my heart and the friction of your palm against the sensitive flesh there has a fire burning low in my belly. I’m going to come, it’s only a matter of time.

I reach for you, my hands framing your face and pull you down until your mouth is flush with mine. I need you to kiss me. I need to feel your tongue sliding against mine when my body surrenders itself to you. And you do. Your lips press against mine, your tongue parting them to slip inside and tangle with mine. Resplendent.

And it’s there, that soft, sweet pull at the center of my core, it beckons me and I can not deny it. I can not deny you. I look up, our eyes meeting and I can’t help but drown in the beautiful sea of blue that envelops me. I bring my thighs together, closing them around your hand and trap your fingers inside me as I wantonly give myself over to the pleasure you’ve invoked within me.

Posted by SD at 3:25 PM 4 comments

SD's lack of creativity abounds...

Since I appear to be completely lacking when it comes to creativity and imagination lately, I've gone and stolen this quiz thing from Dane. And one day, one bright, beautiful day, I shall write again, but sadly, today is not that day. Mores the pity on that one, I say. Anyhow, enjoy.

How Freaky Are You? (In case you're wondering, ah, not very)

Instructions:

Copy this entire list into your blog/journal. BOLD everything about you that is true. Leave plain anything that is false about you. Put an asterisk (*) at the end of false statements you would LIKE to be true.

I am bi-sexual.
My spouse or lover is aware of my orientation.
My spouse or lover has watched me have sex with someone of my gender. *
I have had sex while wearing a blindfold.
I have blindfolded someone else during sex.
I have had sex while watching porn.
I sleep better after sex.
There are some nights I cannot sleep without sex or masturbating.
I masturbate more than once per day. (Well, maybe on occasion, like say, yesterday)
The bed is NOT my most favorite place to have sex.
I am turned on knowing someone is watching me masturbate.
I enjoy watching others having sex or being watched during sex.
I will have sex with someone I just met if they turn me on.
I have had sex with two different individuals (at seperate times) during the course of one day.
I have been tied up during sex.
I have had sex with someone who was tied up.
I have dripped wax onto a lover's body.
I have had a lover drop wax on my body.
I have a foot/sock/shoe fetish.
I have a leather fetish.
I have a tickle fetish.
Watching someone urinate (or being watched while urinating) is a turn-on.
I have had sex in a vehicle.
I have had sex while driving a vehicle.
I have been to a sex club or bathhouse.
I like being choked during sex.
My lovers would describe me as kinky. (I suppose, on occasion)
I shave (or trim) the hair on or around my genitals.
The smell of my lover's sweat turns me on. (Eh, depends)
I have erotic art on display somewhere in my residence.
Dirty talk during sex turns me on.
I enjoy pornographic magazines.
I have a collection of porno movies.
Erotic toys are a regular part of my budget.
I have clicked on porn links in my email.
I regularly look at porn sites on the internet.
Much of what I know about sex comes from porn.
Interracial sex turns me on. (No more than any other)
I would participate in sex research if given the opportunity.
My current lover does not sufficiently meet my sexual needs.
I have had sex at my place of employment.
I am often disappointed in my sexual relationships.
Some people might describe me as a nymphomaniac.
I am difficult to live with if I'm not having sex on a regular basis.
I sleep better with someone snuggled up next to me.
I have had sex under water.
I have had sex outdoors.
I have had sex in a public place or where I might have been discovered.
I have had sex in a bathroom stall. * (Sounds strangely interesting)
I have had sex in the snow.
I am or have been in a polyamorous relationship.
I have participated in three-ways or orgies. *
I have to have music playing during sex.
I have flashed strangers.
I have given sex as a gift.
I have set up a three-way for my lover.
I stopped during this list to have sex.
All day I dream about sex.* (But that'd sure as hell be fun, yes?)

Posted by SD at 7:52 PM 2 comments

White Hot.

About a week ago the delectable sexy Sasha did a post on "Secret Fantasies" (for purely educational purposes I'm sure--*wink*) and since mine was a bit different than my "typical" fantasies that I post here, I decided to send it to her privately, but then the equally delectable Beth insinuated that I, SD, am a tease for not sharing. A tease? Moi? Surely she jests, right? LOL.

Well, since Beth did in fact buck up and share a couple of her "Secret Fantasies" (as well as a HOT scene from, 'The Outlaws Virgin', one of her scrumptious tales), I figure it's only fair that I do the same...

So without further ado, the "Secret Fantasy" that makes my blood pressure spike, my heartbeat flutter and my pussy ache deliciously (what a fantastic combo--sigh)...


I want him to fuck you. I want to see your eyes, the sharp blue of yours blending into the soft green of mine, as he slides into you, seconds after you've slid into me. From me to you to him--joined, like the pieces of some haphazard jigsaw puzzle.

I want to press my knees into your hips and hold you inside me, knowing that every push and pull of your cock within my body is controlled by the rhythm of his thrusts within yours.

I want to feel his fingers slide over and around my knees, holding them steady against your hips, but that's all I want from him. I don't need his touch, only yours--your hands, your mouth, your cock manipulating my body as he manipulates yours.

I want to feel your pleasure, absorb it as if it were my own, from him to you to me, and when he makes you come inside me, I want you to lean into me and bury your face in my neck. And with your forehead pressed against my neck, your breath fluttering against my collar bone and your cock pulsing inside me, your pleasure will spark my own and then his until we're nothing more than a white hot ball of sensations shamelessly unraveling until there is nothing left but mindless pleasure.

Posted by SD at 8:38 AM 7 comments