Saturday, March 17, 2007



My nipples so tender and swollen.
Your fingers brush them lightly.
Purposeful strokes of feather light touches,
Drive me to the edge once again.
A need has swollen inside me.
The edge so close.
The need so strong.
Denial once again.
Through ragged breath,
I beg you with one word.
"Please"
You ask me to define,
What it is that I want.
In breathless speech,
I beg you to let me cum.
Your words, like honey,
Drizzle into my very soul,
As you praise my desires for you.
You fingers play in the wetness you've created.
Your mouth so close to my breast.
You whisper the words,
In hot breath across my nipple.
"Soon, my love."
"I know you want to cum."
"But you must wait."
"Trust me, my love."
"The rewards will be great."
A throbbing from deep within my soul,
Pounds out my desire for you.
My pussy drips in anticipation,
As I watch your mouth envelope my tender bud.
Sucking it in.
Nursing on my desire.
Smiling around it,
As your teeth take hold.
Your fingers pinch into my other nipple.
You play me like an instrument.
My body dances for you,
As the music flows forth in deep throated moans.
Pinching and tugging.
Your tongue traces the tune.
You watch as my eyes beg you.
You play, on and on.
My body under your control,
As you feel the crescendo building.
You finally allow my body to release,
And it sings a song of passion for you,
And you watch as the music you've created,
Pours forth in liquid waves of lust.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Does the syrup drip from my lips
As I paint the picture I want to see?
Sugaring the truth.
Does the bitter taste of reality
Go down to harshly?

Are things really as sweet as they seem?

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Ok, so I had to do one too.

It really is hard to resist.



I am wearing your shirt.
No one else knows.
And It turns you on.
An ache you must hide,
From seeing it stretched taunt across my chest.
My nipples screaming through the fabric.
Pleading for your touch.
The words scream out to you,
In the echo of the blues,
My desires for you.
Urges are welling up inside me,
Wetting my silky panties,
With my constant thoughts of lust for you.
An unquenchable thirst,
For the feelings of euphoria,
As our bodies glide together,
Defying all time and space,
And we make love,
In unimaginable ways.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

25 Sexual Thing About Brandy




1. I am horny all the time. I have made myself blush at very inappropriate occasions.


2. I first remember playing with myself at the age of twelve. Haven't had my hands out of my panties since.


3. I am multi-orgasmic.


4. My nipples are one of the most sensitive sexual spots on my whole body. I can orgasm from nipple play. For me, it is like having two extra clits.


5. Due to the above statement...I love nipple clips, of any kind.


6. I dearly love giving and receiving oral sex.


7. I gave my very first blowjob February 19, 1986 at 3:30 pm. I was hooked!!


8. I fantasize about being a naughty little girl.


9. I play with myself 3 to 4 times a day, even more on the weekends.


10. I have 19 sex toys in a drawer next to my bed.


11. A candlelit room makes me horny.


12. I recently learned that I can squirt. (note all the references to "Liquid lust" in the past yrs postings)


13. Due to the above statement...I own two sets of vinyl mattress covers.


14. I love to be finger fucked. Hard fast and brutally, finger fucked.


15. I want to be fisted and am embarrassed that I desire this.


16. I can suck my own nipple but get no enjoyment out of it.


17. I love being fucked with my panties still on.


18. Morning sex only warms my soul. I get no sexual stimulation from it.


19. 18 hours is the most time I have ever spent having sex in one day.


20. I believe lingerie turns me on more than it does most men.


21. I had a threesome once with two men. (Turned out disastrous)


22. I love to swallow.


23. The full moon turns me on.


24. I have made love in the rain.


25. I love the taste of my own pussy.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Would You Let Me Fuck Your Wife?



Would you let me make her cum,
Fuck her little slit with my fingers,
Exploring her inner depths,
As she writhed across my bed?
Would you watch as her hair got knotted,
Thrashing amidst my pillows,
As I fucked her with my toys?
Would her screams turn you on,
As I pleased her like only a woman would know how?
Would you taste her pure desire,
By licking from my lips,
The sweet cum I have sucked from her heated core?
Would you let me fuck her?
Would you let me make her cum?
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Saturday, March 10, 2007



So very horny.
In need of relief.
My pussy wild with desire.
Responding to the slightest touch,
Of fingers through lace.
The sheer torcher.
Of almost skin on skin,
Yet confined by the fabric.
Holding my legs wide,
Pinned open for your delight,
You play.
My clit presses through the lace,
Screaming for constant contact,
As the fabric absorbs my desire.
Watching my body react,
And flow through the waves,
Your fingers never leave my panties.
They become wetter and wetter with the flowing desire.
My head hangs off the bed.
Legs still spread.
Wide open to you.
Your fingers begin to invade the depths below the fabric.
One finger expertly turned,
Slowly pushes me toward the edge.
Another finger joins.
Sawing into my slippery hole,
Pumping from within,
The juices of my lust.
Stretching me slowly.
Driving me crazy.
A third finger digs expertly into me.
A scream catches in my throat,
As the force of the orgasm rolls through me.
Pushing deeper.
Twisting and turning,
You fuck my wet hole with wild abandon.
Squirt after squirt of my lust covers you.
My head feels light.
No thoughts other than the lust.
The hot desire.
And my wet panties.
Smacking my ass, you insert the four.
My head goes numb,
As my body goes wild into orgasm.
Huge waves crash through me.
For a moment the world goes black.
My body goes limp,
As your hand digs further into me.
My pussy convulses wildly.
A deep throated,
Animalistic moan,
Reverberates from my lungs,
Into the air,
Filling the hot room,
As you once again push me further,
Further into the realm of ecstasy,
Then I have ever been.

Thursday, March 08, 2007



The anniversary of a birth
And the rift widens further
Not wanting to accept
The death of a mind
Corners have been chosen
A drifter floats
Changing sides as quickly
As the mind crosses over
I distance myself
By claiming my own life
Before I lose my mind
And become what they imagine

Sunday, March 04, 2007


Your hands fill themselves with the warm flesh.
Your fingers press gently into the skin
Holding my breast captive.
Your tongue traces wet circles,
Around the budding rose you hold so gently to your lips.
You kiss in hot, wet kisses
Every inch of skin covering the precious globe you are holding.
Savoring every sweet taste of the creamy white flesh
My flavor, dancing across your lips and your tongue
As your mind is overcome with desire.
Slowly you make your way back.
Encasing the perfection of a rosebud,
Gently between your soft lips,
You suck in the flavor that is uniquely mine.
A moan escapes from my lips
As the desire wells in the small of my back.
Your teeth gently nibble into the taunt flesh,
As bolts of lightning travel through me,
Into the depths of the heat and moisture,
Collecting between my delicate folds.
A pillow captures the scream radiating from my very core.
Your fingers travel slowly across my chest.
Your mouth still feeding your desires
As your fingers encase yet another perfect bud.
Pressing it tightly between your thumb and finger.
You roll the pink flower of my nipple,
As your teeth savour yet another bite.
My head thrashes amidst the feathered pillows
As the vibrations of desire roll into me
Releasing themselves in a violent explosion
Felt deep within the depths
Of the heat and moisture
Flowing from my delicate folds.

Friday, March 02, 2007



The heat of your breath,
Sends shivers through me,
As you breath me in.
Your tongue darts out,
Gently kissing my folds.
Licking into me.
My body goes wild with desire,
As your hunger increases.
Your mouth envelopes me
Devouring my lust for you.
Your tongue delves deep,
Into my soul,
As your teeth bite into,
The firmness of my clit.
Making me cum for you.
Bathing your tongue.
Filling your mouth,
As you drink from my fountain,
The hot liquids,
Of my lust for you.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

HNT #2


A little fun with suds and bubbles!

Wednesday, February 28, 2007


Take me.

He curled his body up next to hers from behind. Her head cradled in his arm. He kissed and bit at her neck as he worked his way up to her ear. He whispered to her, in hot words, with the velvet tone of lust. His hand traveled down her back causing tingling sensations to run through her body. He grabbed tightly to her ass and bit gently on her neck as she surrendered herself to him. Her legs spread slightly wider for him as she arches her back. He whispers again, hot words in her ear. He lets his fingers slide lower between her legs. She is so wet. He knows how she loves to be taken. To be talked dirty to. He tells her how deliciously hot and wet her pussy is, in between kisses and nibbles on her ear. It only makes her wetter as his hot words turn her on. He slowly pushes his fingers in from behind. Into her tight hot hole. He feels her pussy contract around his fingers. She is so tight. More hot words whispered to her as she lifts herself higher for him. He probes his fingers deeper, searching, exploring her depths. His thumb toys with her swollen clit as her body tenses. He bites her gently on the neck as he begins to thrust his fingers in and out of her. He feels her tighten, he continues to thrust his fingers into her, harder and faster. He feels it building from within her. He whispers hotly to her as she begins to cum. His fingers are instantly drenched as she falls forward in a scream of ecstasy. Hot cum gushes from her pussy as her pushes her further into the realms of exstasy. He removes his fingers and slaps roughly on her clit as she spasms into another orgasm. He instantly inserts his fingers and begins to thrust deeply into her again. Pumping the hot juices from her. She is driven by the lust. She bucks her hips against him as she starts to cum again. Gushing hot liquid. Screams of ecstasy turn into long hot moans as she glides through the waves of her orgasm. He holds her tight against him, her head, cradled in his arm, whispering hot words to her as she slowly begins to come down. His fingers still buried deep inside her feel her body begin to relax. He kisses her lightly on her neck lightly biting her skin. She shivers as his tongue trails it's way across her radiating skin and she listens to his hot whispers of approval.

She loves to be taken.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007



"Play with it for me." you said,
As you guided my hand,
To my already drenched pussy.
One nipple sucked into your mouth,
The other twisted tightly between two fingers,
I moan, as your other hand joins mine.
Curving your fingers around my own,
You help me finger myself.
Hot words vibrate in my ear, as you whisper,
"Let's make it cum baby."
With your fingers pressing into mine
In the depths of my inner soul,
You show me where to press.
A scream escapes my lips,
As I feel my pussy clench tightly around our fingers.
An explosion rolled through my body
As the liquid poured from me,
Onto the sheets
Creating yet another pool, of liquid lust.

Monday, February 26, 2007



I am laying here tonight,
With dirty thoughts tainting my mind.

I want your cock buried deep in my throat.
My head held gently between your hands,
As you fuck my hot, wet, lips.
I want to feel every vein,
As it glides across my tongue.
I want to feel the firmness of it,
Invading my mouth.
I want to feel it swell,
As you feed me the lust I crave tonight,
In a body rocking explosion,
That leaves you helpless and limp,
As I slowly lick you clean.

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Saturday, February 24, 2007

Thoughts by Candlelight





I keep a journal at my bedside
Written in the candlelight
Where words and phrases
That swim through my head
Are forever caught
In black and white

Some thoughts develop into a verse
Tucked tidily between the rhyming lines
And some stay tucked forever
Between the dusty pages
Holding tight to the thoughts
Sweet words have defined

Sunday, February 18, 2007

The nasty little fantasy
Of being a slave to your love
Finally coming true.
The naughtiness of it.
The taboo.
Being bound to the bed,
Open to you.
Blindfolded.
Feeling like a slut.
Loving every minute of it.
Listening to you,
As you moan your approval.
Using my pussy for your pleasure.
I am your slave.
I give to you.
My wet cunt,
Offered up like a whores.
Tied to the bed.
Gushing with desire.
As you talk dirty to me.
Demanding I give you more.
Telling me what a good girl I am,
For soaking your face.
Your nasty little words,
Fueling my fires.
Causing an inferno to erupt.
Feeling your balls,
Splashing my own wetness,
Into the crack of my ass,
As you pound your cock into me.
So hard, so swollen,
Leaking with your desire.
Your cock wants my pussy,
As badly as my pussy needs your cock.
A soft scream escapes your lips,
As you squirt your hot cum,
All over my body,
Bound to the bed,
Open to you,
I am a slave to your love.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Something completely new to me
All control relinquished willingly
Blindfolded and tied to the bed
My arms only granted a teasing length
Enough to almost touch
My legs spread wide
My pussy lie open and wet
Awaiting the assault
Clips and clamps, whips and feathers
Clutter the dresser next to the bed
Vibrators and cock rings add to the assortment
Of wonderful ways in which you will violate me
In darkness of the blindfold
I lay silently awaiting the first touch

Thursday, February 15, 2007

I WAS FORCED DAMMIT!!!

I did not want to switch to beta. I passed every time I logged in when given the option. I was no longer given that option. It was switch or don't log in, bitch! So Brandy is now beta, but only because she was forced!

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Sometimes I am so naughty
I lit all the candles in the room
As dirty thoughts raced through my mind

You are here with me, silently watching

I dress in something pretty
Imagining your reaction
Tonight I am wearing pink
My nipples are pressed hard against the sheer fabric
I lightly strum them between my fingers
Quietly moaning at the pleasure it causes
I lay back on the bed
Exposing my pussy to you
So wet already
My fingers drift down my body
And begin to play in the moist heat

You are here with me, silently watching

My clit begs for attention
I slightly graze across it
Another moan escapes my lips
My fingers dig deeper into the wetness
Emerging once again to graze across my clit
Slowly one finger becomes two
Then three as I plunge them deep inside
Fucking myself for you
My head thrashes about the pillows
As the heat begins to pool in the small of my back
Slowly radiating outward
Awaiting the explosion
And with thoughts of you in my mind
I cum, hard and wet I cum

Wishing you were here with me
Silently watching