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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Nora's Infernal Domination ((Thursday Taster #24)




It's thursday and here we go again doing what we do best. This week I'm taking a break from Sharing tasters from my Trilogy A Cougar's Legacy. As you are all aware, the first book of the Trilogy Chocolate Desire is out and available on Amazon.com and Amazon UK, where it is has been well received.

This week and for the next three weeks I'll be bringing you snippets from another WiP of mine titled Nora's Infernal Domination. I hope you enjoy it; please leave comments. Thank you :)

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Nora's Infernal Domination

By

Don Abdul


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#1: Nora's Dilema

Nora sat in the back of the taxi silently staring out the window, watching the city traffic rush by. She was on her way to meet the dark handsome man who had commanded her to call him Sir. She wasn’t going to come at all, but she later decided to meet him for just an hour during which time she would end their Liaison. She would tell him she wasn’t really cut out for a Dom/sub relationship.

‘Well, if you’re going to end it, then why meet him at all?’ the devil on her shoulder asked for the umpteenth time.

The truth was in fact more complicated than she would admit; Nora had in fact come for the sex. The first time they had met face to face at the same hotel suite, he had teased the living daylights out of her. She had been so aroused she had decided she would let herself go and cum regardless of his warning to the contrary.

He however proved to be quite skilful at frustrating her resolve to rise above the sensual torture and snatch much needed release, and along with it control of her senses. She never would have imagined herself surrendering control to another human being, yet from their very first time meeting online, he had managed to get her to willingly yield to his demands.

‘That’s just the thing; he never makes any demands...’

He just instructs her in that deep manly voice and she finds herself swooning as she obeys his command without question.

It is the ease with which he got her to do his bidding that scares her to death. He had a certain quiet strength about him that transcended the physical. His electric charisma seemed to have demagnetized her mind and she hadn’t thought about any man in the last one week since their first face to face.

Ironically, it is that same ease with which he controlled her actions, even her thoughts that made her want to run as far away from him as quickly as her legs would carry her.

Despite her resolve to stand him up, and have nothing further to do with him, she had ignored her rational inner voice and taken a taxi from work to the hotel across the city to meet him. All she could think about in the past couple of day was how well he had fucked her after putting her through the seemingly endless sensual torture the last time she met him in the hotel suite.

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Please don't forget to check out other fantastic Tasters by my talented fellow authors:


Naomi Shaw: http://www.eroticfantasies.weebly.com/blog

Angelica Dawson: http://angelicadawson.blogspot.com

Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com

Pablo Michaels: http://www.pmmanmanromance.com

Ray Sostre: http://theafterdarkworld.blogspot.com

Linda Hamonou: http://crazypuce.blogspot.com/2014/10/thursday-taster-14-rainbow-catcher.html





Thursday, October 2, 2014

A Gift of Orgasm - 2 (Thursday Taster #23)





My taster for the week is the concluding part of my last excerpt from the first book of A Cougar's Legacy Trilogy, Chocolate Desire.

Chocolate Desire is due to be released on the 4th of October 2014, that's just a couple of days away. This taster is just the tip of the iceberg, be sure to get your copy on Amazon Kindle and find out why this is the hottest of my stories yet.

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#12: A Gift of Orgasm - 2

Upping the ante, Cynthia slid her juice slicked hands under her lovers round wifely ass and kneaded her buttocks. Marie-Claire spread her legs and arched her spine slightly, luxuriating in the black woman’s massage of her gluteus.

“Mmm...”

Cynthia’s audible inhalation of the faint musky essence wafting from her dripping wet pussy sent a shiver through Marie-Claire, who has always had a knack for maintaining a pleasant smell down south.

“Aghhh...”

Marie-Claire’s head went into a tailspin when Cynthia’s exhaled breath washed over her erect clitoris. The other woman lowered her face and touched the tip of her tongue to her quivering cunt.

“Oh fuck yes! Eat my pussy... fuck me with your loving mouth... Please...”

Tangling her hands in Cynthia’s hair, Marie-Claire pulled her lover’s mouth down to her soaking wet sex.

Her cries grew louder as Cynthia began to lick her juicy slit from the peak of her stiff clit down to the ridge of her ass, and then back.

“Mmm... take me now...” she moaned. She thrust her pussy harder at her lover’s mouth until Cynthia acceded to her lusty demands by rolling her tongue swiftly over the hard projectile of Marie-Claire’s clit.

All hell broke loose as the black woman wrapped her lips around it, sucking on it with swift pressure, and then soothing it with soft wet kisses.

Marie-Claire was at the peak of pleasure as she thrashed about on the threshold of climax. Her cunt flowed the nectar of her arousal.

“Mmm... you’re so delicious baby... I’m loving your pussy juice so much...”

The vibrations generated by Cynthia’s crooning through a mouthful of pussy flesh reverberated through her lover’s core until she was shivering on the brink of the orgasmic precipice.

It was obvious to both women that the end was nigh. Marie-Claire was in urgent need of release, and Cynthia was keen on treating her to an orgasm she would not forget.

“Go for it baby, cum for momma...”

With that breathless whisper, Cynthia launched her lover into orbit. Sliding two fingers into her lover’s cunt, she began to knead her G-spot. She sucked her clit between her lips then tongue-beat it until Marie-Claire was reduced to a shrieking, moaning wreck.

Driven beyond the bounds of pleasure known to her, Marie-Claire surrendered herself to her lover’s will.

“Oh mon dieu... I’m cumminggggg....” she screamed as she fought to ride the wave of fulfillment as it sped along, faster and cresting higher before finally exploding in an overwhelming tsunami of pleasure. Her shuddering pussy squirted the elixir of her orgasm all over her lover’s face and ripe brown breasts.

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Please don't forget to check out other fantastic Tasters by my talented fellow authors:

Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com

Angelica Dawson: http://angelicadawson.blogspot.com

Linda Hamonou: http://crazypuce.blogspot.jp/search/label/Thursday%20Taster

Decadent Kane: www.decadentkane.blogspot.com

Thursday, September 18, 2014

A GIFT OF ORGASM (Thursday Taster #22)



My taster for the week is a continuation from last weeks. Another juicy bite of "Chocolate Desire" the first of a three part A Cougar's Legacy series which is due to be released very soon. Watch this space and enjoy the taster.

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#11: A GIFT OF ORGASM

Marie-Claire was so eager to be loved her patience was fast wearing thin. She was close to losing her sanity; she simply couldn’t endure any more of Cynthia’s wicked teasing.

“Oh please Cynthia... Please take me now...”

The desperation in her voice sounded strange to her own ears. It was as though the words had been spoken by someone other than herself. The fact of those words was however undeniable, and she was past the point of caring how slutty they sounded anyway. She just so desperately needed to be fucked before she went stark raving mad.

“Mmm... I love a girl who is so horny she’d beg to be fucked... Trust me baby, it’ll be well worth the wait.”

“Aghh...” Marie-Claire gasped as Cynthia crooned into ear, driving her to a whole new high of arousal.

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Marie-Claire felt Cynthia’s hand sliding over her belly, tracing a tantalizing trail along the sides of her ripe breasts.

“Umghhh...” she groaned as Cynthia leisurely stroked her way to her nipples. Cynthia closed her mouth over each rock hard nipple in turn. She sucked on each one with practiced hunger before releasing it with a soft snapping sound.

Marie-Claire opened her mouth to beg Cynthia to stop teasing and just fuck her already, but all she managed was a long drawn moan as her randy lover tantalized her with the cruelty of foreplay.

She was about to pass out from denial of her desire when Cynthia leaned down and brushed her lips just barely over Marie-Claire’s for a moment, and then kissed her. Their kiss was gentle at first, and then with their tongues locked in a tango of lust, it became more forceful and passionate.

Their mouths stayed locked together for an eternity as Marie-Claire revelled in the soft, wet pleasure of her lover’s skilled kiss.

When their lips parted, Marie-Claire tossed her head back against the pillow. Cynthia laid a fiery trail of kisses down her lithe body. Cynthia’s hand slid between her legs, urging her to part them wider.

Obliging, Marie-Claire lifted her pelvis off the bedding. She pushed against the teasing fingers that rubbed then probed at her slick nether lips.

With her eyes shut, Marie-Claire’s other senses were hyper alert. She could hear every single note of her wetness squishing between Cynthia’s fingers. As her ebony lover thrust two fingers in and out of her tight, sex starved cunt. 

Marie-Claire was driven to the brink of climax. Her breathing grew more ragged by the minute. Her moans of pleasure combined with the jingling sounds of Cynthia’s bracelets, creating a symphony of heightened sexual pleasure.

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Please don't forget to check out other fantastic Tasters by my talented fellow authors:

Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com

Naomi Shaw: http://www.eroticfantasies.weebly.com/blog

Angelica Dawson: http://angelicadawson.blogspot.com

Linda Hamonou: http://www.crazypuce.blogspot.jp/search/label/Thursday%20Taster

Decadent Kane: www.decadentkane.blogspot.com

Ray Sostre: http://theafterdarkworld.blogspot.com/

Pablo Michaels: http://www.pmmanmanromance.com

Sabrina Devonshire: http://www.sabrinadevonshireromances.com

Mangus Khan: http://maddeningwhispers.blogspot.com/

Jake Malden: http://jakemalden.blogspot.com

J S Morbius: http://morbiussworld.blogspot.co.uk/



Thursday, September 11, 2014

GIRLS' AFTER PARTY (Thursday Taster #21)


My taster for the week is a continuation from last weeks taster. It is also a juicy bite of "Chocolate Desire" the first of a three part A Cougar's Legacy series. It is due to be released very soon. Watch this space and enjoy the taster.

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#10: GIRLS' AFTER PARTY

The door had barely shut behind then when Cynthia hugged Marie-Claire from behind, and then spun her around until they were starring into each other’s eyes.

‘Please be gentle...’ Marie-Claire thought, but when she opened her mouth to verbalize her mind, no word came out of her. Apparently no words were required as she experienced the magic of Cynthia claiming her mouth, even as she began to undress her.
Following her lead, Marie-Claire reached for her lover’s jacket and eased it halfway off her shoulder.

As their kiss intensified, the women waltzed lustfully towards the queen sized bed, leaving a trail of discarded clothes in their wake.

At the edge of the bed, Marie-Claire felt her skin break out in a rash of goose bumps, even as her cheeks turned red. She felt so self conscious as her lover took her by the shoulders and inspected her naked body with a wickedly naughty smile on her very beautiful face.
“My goodness, you are so beautiful...”

Cynthia’s husky voice radiated such naked lust it invoked a deep intoxication of Marie-Claire’s senses. The warmth in her core was fast turning into an open conflagration of desire. Her legs turned to jelly and if Cynthia hadn’t chosen that very moment to guide her onto the bed she probably would have collapsed under the weight of her deep need to be fucked.

‘Oh mon dieu... how could I have lost all control of myself... and all to this...this ravishing woman... Only a few months ago I was a respectable married woman who had never ever slept with another woman...’

Marie-Claire’s thoughts were fragmented and driven mostly by desire, but also some guilt. When Cynthia climbed into bed with her however, that feeling of guilt melted away in the heat of passion the sexy black goddess unleashed.

Towering astride her naked right thigh, Cynthia’s shaven sex was so close to the needy French woman’s sensitive skin the wet heat it radiated aggravated the dull ache in her core.

‘How long? How long has it been since I’d been touched, in a way that awakens my femininity?’

Marie-Claire’s fleeting mind pondered, whilst recalling the lonely, sleepless nights, when she would shove a restless hand between her legs and rub her pussy, grinding away to a quick, often lack lustre orgasm.

‘But tonight, this beautiful chocolate angel will take me to seventh heaven and the most beautiful orgasm...’

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Please don't forget to check out other fantastic Tasters by my talented fellow authors:

Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com

Naomi Shaw: http://www.eroticfantasies.weebly.com/blog

Angelica Dawson: http://angelicadawson.blogspot.com

Ray Sostre: http://theafterdarkworld.blogspot.com

Decadent Kane: www.decadentkane.blogspot.com

Pablo Michaels: http://www.pmmanmanromance.com

Brantwijn Serrah: http://brantwijn.blogspot.com/

Theresa Stuart; http://www.oneuniquewomanswords.blogspot.com

Linda Hamonou: http://crazypuce.blogspot.com

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Open Invitation (Just a taster)





Open Invitation

By

Don Abdul (c) 2014

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Dexter, flashed his charming warm smile at the bride as he shook her hand and congratulated her on her wedding. After whispering a few words of felicitation to the groom as well, he turned around to walk out of the venue of the wedding reception. He had barely taken five steps when he was tapped on the shoulder. He was surprised to see it was Mrs. Hawthorne, the rather hot mother of the bride.
Like most men he had ogled her awesome cleavage more times than he could remember that afternoon. Her form fitting, figure flattering dress paid glowing tributes to her voluptuous curves, and Dexter was quite smitten by her.
Just as he cleared his throat to ask what he might be able to do for her, she handed his a souvenir bag, gave him a rather wicked wink and then walked away. For what seemed an eternity, Dexter found himself held captive by her raunchy steps and her swinging hips as she walked away.

Only after she disappeared from his view did he look at the bag she had handed him. The message on the reverse side of the bag instantly set his pulse racing, and his cock swelling to a full erection. At the bottom was a phone number scribbled in beautiful cursive.

'OMG! It is true, she is a horny, wicked slut and proud of it too,' Dexter thought as he shoved his right hand in his pants pocket to hold down his cock while he walked out of the venue.