September 2023 – Audio Version

“Wanna do something different?” A tantalizing voice tickled my ear. 

“What are you talking about?” I asked absentmindedly. My mind was miles away, deeply immersed in another world, concentrating on homework and a pending quiz. My fingers flew over the keyboard in resolute concentration.

“I’m not in the mood. I have a great deal of responsibilities on my mind, and my heartburn isn’t making me feel the sexiest right now. Can’t we another night?”

“Ummm, no.” My Inner Goddess was implacable. “You chickened out last time. Here’s what I’m thinking…”

“What if he doesn’t like it? What if he finds it too aggressive?!” I countered when she finished outlining her plan. I was now thoroughly diverted from my pending assignments. “I’ll give you the lacy lingerie. There are a couple of new pieces we have not worn yet, and we have not tried something flirty like that with Jack. But the other idea…I’m genuinely not sure about that one.”

With a fierce eye roll in my direction, my Inner Goddess crossed her arms insolently. She had a point—time to step it up a little. Candles shimmered about the apartment while “Crazy In Love” from Fifty Shades played on repeat – just until he arrived. The gauzy peach eyelash robe whispered over a white negligee with silky ruffles flouncing over my hips as I adjusted the lighting and ran a comb to soften my curls. With bated (though minty) breath and sizzling heartburn, I waited for his arrival while my heart nearly pounding out of my chest. Did I dare take my Inner Goddess’ advice? Was I adventurous enough? 

Right on time, a knock sounded on my burgundy door. Still, I jumped in surprise and nervousness. Resetting Beyonce to the beginning of her seductive libretto and biting my lip, I went to the entryway. It was now or…next time. Unlocking the door, I was greeted by a smile that made my knees feel like jiggly pudding.

“Now!!” Incited my Inner Goddess. 

Reaching forward, I grabbed Jack behind the neck, melting my body against his as my mouth aggressively covered his lips in the deepest of kisses. It was a dominant move on my part. He had barely stepped within the doorway and was most definitely not my predictable style. Had the door even closed? Did I lock it? In control, my Inner Goddess was not hampered with such meager details.

Heavens, what had I been so worried about?!? Matching demanding passion with demanding passion, Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, crushing me to his chest as his tongue sought the deepest recesses of my mouth. He drove our bodies against the wall with a thump, our hands everywhere on each other’s bodies. Lifting onto the tiptoes of my left foot, my right leg wrapped around him as I ground my hips and thighs against him. Still, I was not close enough for Jack. With a slight heave, he hoisted me up until both legs were snug about his waist, my back still pinned against the wall in our mania. My Inner Goddess swooned; his response was more than she had dared hope for!

Pulling back for a breath and a little worried about my weight on his arms, I heaved, “The couch?” It waited for us, already transformed into a welcoming queen bed. 

“Oh no!” He growled. “There is something I have been wanting to do for a long time!”

Still holding me aloft in his arms, he strode through the front room and to my dining room, depositing me on the edge of the homemade table. In a movie-worthy move, I swept the miscellaneous items to the floor before turning back to devour him in kisses. Jack had already deposited his clothes on the floor, and my peach robe soon followed, leaving the snowy lingerie fluttering and clinging to my curvaceous body. His fingers parted the silky material and greeted my dripping goddess, already so eager for him. 

Scooting to the edge, I pulled him into me, crying in pain and pleasure. As our bodies pumped, I alternated between clinging to his body and resting back on my elbows and forearms for support as I exploded in pent-up need. In a frantic carnal storm, he drove into me, causing the 7’ table to pound against the wall with a loud, persistent thump, thump, thump. 

“STOP WORRYING ABOUT THE NEIGHBORS!!!”  My Inner Goddess shrieked as the worming concern worked its way between the crests of my explosive orgasms. That was all the encouragement I needed to ignore the thought. My nectar slicked the wooden table boards beneath me. I gave a devilish grin, thinking about the clean-up I would have to attend to later. Briefly, breathlessly, we pulled apart, lungs heaving, grinning wildly at each other.

“Couch?!” I gasped, eyes wide with excited delirium.

“Yup!” He said, gathering me up as if I weighed nothing more than the lightest burden.

“Wait!” He abruptly paused in the space between rooms, eyes impish. “There’s something I want to try!” 

Adjusting his hold on me just so, my arms and intertwined fingers looped behind his head while my legs cemented to his waist. Jack began to rocket me up and down on his hips. IN MID-AIR!!!!!!!!!!! There was no point trying to muffle my cries as he worked me to three mind-numbing orgasms. My Inner Goddess nearly died in sheer elation. Would Jack never cease to amaze us? First, pushed against the door, orgasms on my dining room table, and now ROCKETING in mid-air?! This was supposed to be my turn to surprise and amaze him!!

With confident steps, Jack progressed to the couch, laying me back without his pulsing glory ever leaving my goddess. Barely pausing, Jack bent his knees onto the couch, and our frenzy returned as my ankles stretched above my head. The fierceness drove me deep into the couch cushions, my knuckles ashen around the blanket protecting the sofa surface. Stupefying me yet again, Jack unexpectedly withdrew and dropped to the ground. Between the wood flooring in our individual homes and his pronounced delight in courting my goddess, I was going to have to buy this man a pair of kneepads!! I chuckled a little at the thought of his nude body encased in only knee pads.

Without hesitation, Jack licked and teased my shameless goddess until she begged for his full mouth. Up my leg, Jack kissed, his hands tracing here and there. His lips barely left the surface of my skin.

“Wrong direction!” My Inner Goddess wailed, loving and hating the drawn-out flirtation.

And then it wasn’t teasing anymore as he buried his tongue in my goddess and wrapped his arms around my thighs as if to prevent me from escaping. He was justified in his firm grip. It was magnificent. So intense was my rapture that I wriggled and shook in the aftershocks of his devouring. Jack barely gave me time to inhale between orgasms before he moved onto the couch, his entrenched fingers slowly moving within my goddess, successively building momentum. 

And then the unexpected happened! Without my usual concentration and effort, I began to gush! Catching me entirely by surprise, my nectar flecked his chest and all the way up to my shoulders, soaking the couch beneath me. I tried to apologize and insisted he stop. I had never revealed my ability, and what if it was a turn-off? Had I ruined the moment? His gentle yet insistent fingers continued, unperturbed by my attempted apology. I would later learn he had intended the release all along. 

“I knew exactly what I was doing!” I could hear his Cheshire grin through the phone. 

I lay limp in my rapidly cooling river of nectar, attempting once more to beg pardon for the sopping mess. Heavens, the table, and now the couch would require a thorough cleaning! Jack ignored my words and began to lap my goddess with his wide tongue! My Inner Goddess shivered in gratification.

Were there no limits to this man’s skill?? I would have posed the question to my Inner Goddess, but she was far too distracted, for Jack was pressing his wet lips into mine, the distinguished scruff of his chin saturated with my juices slick against my face. We tore at each other once more as he penetrated and thrust his vigorous hips into me. I arched my back to meet our mutual barbaric demand as he strove against me. 

Panting and lightheaded, we collapsed, gasping and laughing into each other’s arms as the carnal drive softened and dissipated, at least for the moment. We giggled at our mutual attack at Jack’s arrival. Unspoken ahead of time, our minds and bodies had been on the same wavelength, eager and yearning for the other. 

Clothed in her glittering cape, the Moon Goddess took her place in the heavens as we conversed, touched, and sipped our cocktails in the growing shadows. We lay naked with no embarrassment or discomfiture. Our fingers subconsciously happy at the effortless access as they took turns whispering over and around the dips and swells of each other’s bodies. My Inner Goddess simmered in unabashed happiness as she lounged in her chaise, her pristine wings flittering in the fan’s wafting breeze. 

I was lying prone, my head resting on crossed arms, when Jack reached across my body for his beverage, sitting expectantly on the table on my far side. The heat of his body, so close to my own, made my Inner Goddess bend my hips and peachy curves to meet his body. Outstretched, Jack’s hand paused and switched gears to caress from the top of my thighs, up and over my rounded cheeks, to my lower back. A deep moan escaped my lips, encouraging him to repeat the motion. I wiggled back in invitation, but my eyes popped open in flustered shock. Jack had nestled his face between my buttocks, his outstretched tongue adoring my goddess, while his nose squished dangerously close to my forbidden nether region. 

“No, no, no,” I wordlessly shouted in unsettled shyness. 

“Yes, yes, yes!!!! Cried my orgasming Inner Goddess.

She was in seventh heaven as Jack licked me into yet another orgasm. I rode the crests unable to speak and only received. In short order, Jack again adjusted his thick glory at my dripping slit seeking entrance. I pushed myself onto his strength, oddly feeling like it was our first time, not the third time that evening! I was flabbergasted by the intensity and urge of our sexuality. How were we so primed and desperate for each other’s bodies so soon? Both of us absolutely crazed for intimate connection once more?

We used each other for what felt like hours, but in the sense that time stilled and hushed around us. We were given the sacred space between the weight and responsibility of the world and the enchantment of intimacy, allowing us to dance in the fields of Elysium itself. The devotion and stamina of our union outmatched the rapacious gods of Olympus. 

Jack’s wanton glory torpedoed unerringly to our mutual insatiable release as I screamed and cried into the decorative pillow. I have only been so masterfully worked into such a comatose state a handful of times! By the end, my crown pressed against the shoulder of the couch, one arm draped languidly off the sofa, fingertips limp against the creamy woolen rug while my legs splayed out and unmoving behind me. Fondly, Jack chuckled, planting the faintest kisses on my shoulder, brushing the damp curls from my cheek to continue his butterfly embraces on my cheekbone, my ear, over my jawline, and down to my weak lips.

The swaying enchantment remained unbroken as we lay together in silence, muscles quivering from exertion. Knowing sleep was finding its way through the web of magic. I suggested we seek comfort in the cool sheets of my bed, and Jack willingly concurred.

I drowsily lay against my pillows, anticipating Jack’s return from the powder room, when my insatiable Inner Goddess raised her elegant fingers. I cocked an eyebrow, unsure what her subsequent request or demand might be.

“I think…” she whispered conspiratorially. “The vibrator is all charged up, and our pearl could certainly use one more go-around. Just for sleep’s sake!” She coquettishly flattered her eyelashes. 

Truth be told, the changing scenery had me feeling slightly refreshed. I scrambled across the bed to the hidden cubby for my favorite toy, innocently snuggling under the sheets before Jack could join me. Its quiet hum was barely discernible to Jack’s keen ear until I upped the buzzing vibration as I nestled my back against his chest. I loved how willingly Jack joined in, seeking my pleasure. First, by aiding with teasing fingers on my pert nipples, then sliding his fingers within my goddess. This move was almost too distracting, causing two different orgasms to struggle for dominance. My body fought, trying to choose between the orgasm of my inner jewel and my pearl. 

However, my heart nearly stopped when Jack stated, ” I know what you need!” 

So saying, he modified his position and offered his growing glory for my lips. My body bucked, nearly cuming at the delight of his glory and sweet pre-cum on my lips, his bulbous head sealing the air from my lungs. In retrospect, it is curious to note that not once did Jack take forceful control and begin to thrust his hips to further penetrate and invade my throat. With gentlemanly restraint, he held himself nearly motionless, allowing my head to bob and my tongue to caress the sensitive underside as my will dictated it. The curious man empowered me, engineering the situation to be about me! He certainly could have dominated me. I do so enjoy being manhandled, but Jack gave me the space to enjoy myself, his body an auxiliary to my pleasure. I would puzzle about this uniqueness for days. 

However, at that moment, my body managed to explode and simultaneously disintegrate from the vibration of my toy and the eroticism of the situation. Every oxygen cell was violently expelled from my lungs as I burst apart over and over. I pulled back and gasped for breath. To my Inner Goddess’ devilish delight, Jack once more positioned his sheer magnificence between my legs, pressing in and causing me to explode from the pressure on my inner jewel. Not satisfied, I was instructed to roll onto my stomach. It. Was. Everything. There are simply no words to describe the feelings and emotions of the moment. Gods, the things this man did to me in mere seconds! 

I hope that I responded with all the exuberance of animated euphoria. For sure, my Inner Goddess continued to feel and experience. However, my comatose mind remembers very little of the finale. I only know that my pleasure never ebbed in Jack’s volatile attention and devotion. It’s just that in my insensible state, my memory fails to recall, moving apart and snuggling together. I just know that under the Moon Goddess’ lullaby, we slept the blissful sleep of the happy and exhausted.

I woke to find myself nestled between Jack’s slumbering form and the long-body pillow on my left. The world was still on pause while the faintest stars winked and teased the morning sun to play with them. Tilting my head, I could just make out the aristocratic outline of Jack’s aquiline nose in the dim light, his lashes still heavy on his cheeks. He looked so peaceful, so deeply asleep. I purely lay there gazing at him, silently communing with my heart and soul as we sought answers to all the questions swirling around my mind. Thoughts unresolved, my Inner Goddess determined it was time to stop puzzling and enjoy every inch of his body. 

Feathery kisses brushed his shoulder, collarbone, and up to his cheek. I was thrilled to hear his vague moan as his sleep ebbed away. Grinning, I kissed down his sternum, around his naval to the morning timber already waiting for my lips. My Inner Goddess took her time sucking, licking, and exploring. This was not the time for an aggressive approach but the tenderest of “good morning” greetings as my fingers squeezed and slid up and down in congruity with my mouth. I adored the delicate way his broad fingers brushed through my tousled curls.

Satisfied with my salutation, I crept up his lean, naked body. I was once more startled to detect the scent of mountain water variegated with slight overtures of comfy sleepiness on his form. My Inner Goddess replicated some of her favorite moves by kissing up Jack’s lean neck, gradually making our way to his waiting lips the way he did on me. Time respectfully stopped as our souls met in the secret space between breaths. His powerful embrace, the heat of his body, the breadth of his kisses. I felt nothing and everything all at once. 

Our need, ardent and swelling, pulsed with life as our bodies joined, moved, and rocketed in the feeble dawn. Before I could register what was happening, Jack whisked me onto my back in a quick, brisk move, never losing contact. A mischievous twinkle flashed in his hazel eyes in response to my surprised face before resuming his interminable penetration. Prostrate on the dampening sheets, I savored the forceful pressure of his hands on my waist, the creaking of the bed, and the bump, bump, bump of the headboard. 

The tiniest part of my mind noted that we needed to address the headboard issue for the sake of the neighbors. But it was a problem that would just have to wait with the other pending responsibilities as they hovered just beyond the doorframe. At the moment, all that mattered, all that existed, was Jack’s body on mine.

Until next time, XO. Elsie